As promised, Xiao Xianrou, will you play the suona in the haunted house?

Chapter 170: Looking for the dragon’s cave, the real dragon is hard to find

Jinyang Airport.

On the weekend, Yang Sisi and Yang Sisi landed at the airport in a low-key manner. Boss Huang was originally planning to arrange a luxury motorcade to greet them, but it took some convincing to persuade him.

The two of them really don't want to make too much noise. In order to attract investment for the movie, it's better not to appear in the headlines.

Weekend already has enough nicknames, but the nickname "Dishi" in the entertainment industry should be avoided if possible.

"That's right, there aren't many good cars in western Shanxi, and there really isn't much to show off... Let's wait for the Feng Banquet in the evening. I'll give you some entertainment, Master."

Boss Huang probably felt that there was no convoy to greet him, which made him lose face, so he had to find a way to regain his place.

Weekend and Yang Sisi were stunned. After these few days of contact, the two of them had a little understanding of Boss Huang.

The pomp that Boss Huang thinks is definitely different from what the two of them think.

But this time no matter how hard the two tried to stop them, they couldn't make Boss Huang change his mind.

In his dictionary, if you don't show your strength to the distinguished guest, wouldn't that be more uncomfortable than killing him?

So until the dinner, both of them felt a little uneasy.

"Why am I so uneasy?"

"Who isn't?"

Weekend smiled bitterly, and he was a little unsure of what Boss Huang was referring to.

At least you can tell something about it from the decoration of Jie Feng Yan's hotel.

I don't know if this hotel is the best in Jinxi, but I guess it is definitely the most expensive.

The splendid decoration and the large retro chandelier almost blinded the two of them. The arrogance was visible to the naked eye.

In such a large banquet hall, there is a lot of free space.

Although Boss Huang fully demonstrated his connections, invited many friends who had made friends with him, and the atmosphere was lively, the nearly [-]-square-meter banquet hall still seemed a bit deserted.

Birds of a feather flock together.

Most of Boss Huang's circle of friends are private mining bosses, and they are exactly the same as Boss Huang in terms of temperament and conversation.

After three rounds of drinking, the friends invited by Boss Huang were already a little impatient.

"Old Huang, we're done drinking. Is it time for a show?"

"Yes, we are not here for your wine."

"If you say that in the entire northwest of Shanxi, when it comes to aesthetics, I and others are not convinced, but I will be convinced by you, Lao Huang."

Weekend and Yang Sisi were stunned when they heard this. Boss Huang's big gold chain and mink fur could be called aesthetic?

Boss Huang was so complimented by his friends that he immediately started to feel happy, and he proudly showed off to the two weekend men.

"Master, the following display is already Lao Huang's most proud collection."

After saying that, Lao Huang clapped his hands hard.

The next second, the hotel staff played music very skillfully.

Immediately afterwards, dozens of young and beautiful girls slowly entered the room and danced gracefully to the music.

These girls are not only young and beautiful, but also have good figures. The most important thing is that they are also very professional at dancing.

"Good! Nice dance."

"Old Huang, in the whole of western Shanxi, there are still many people who are richer than you, but like you, you are the only one who can create a song and dance troupe at any time."

"Lao Huang still enjoys it. He lives like an emperor every day."

Under the praise of his friends, Boss Huang's laughter became even more bold.

Looking at the entire western Shanxi, there is only one person like him who can pull out a song and dance troupe at any time, and there is no other one.

In Boss Huang's perception, ostentation is something that others don't have. Only things that I have are called ostentation.

Weekend and Yang Sisi were shocked on the spot when they saw the song and dance troupe perform.

Rao had experienced a lot of storms and waves over the weekend, but when he saw an entire song and dance troupe come on stage, he couldn't help but be shocked on the spot.

Damn it, these rich people know how to enjoy themselves.

However, this enjoyment is too naked.

As a Feng Shui master who has escaped from vulgar tastes, how can he be so immoral? He has to maintain the image of a superior person.

"Master, how is this scene? Are you not satisfied?"

At this time, Boss Huang also noticed that Zhou Xun's expression was a bit strange and asked quickly.

"Boss Huang, let them go down. I will help your grandfather visit the grave tomorrow. They cannot come into contact with the yin energy."

Weekend smiled bitterly in his heart. To be honest, for a moment just now, he wanted to be like Boss Huang, where he didn't need to care about what outsiders thought and could enjoy this luxurious life unscrupulously.

He suddenly understood why these rich people in western Shanxi didn't mind at all when others regarded them as locals, because the more others looked at them like this, the more they could enjoy life unscrupulously.

On the contrary, those who care about their status sometimes have their hands tied.

"Ah, that's it, then we can't delay the business."

When Boss Huang heard this, he immediately became serious and waved the song and dance troupe to retreat quickly.

"What the master said makes sense. Women have a strong yin energy, and it is not a good thing to have too much contact with them."

Boss Huang's tycoon friends all started to reflect upon hearing what Weekend said, and some even used their own experiences to support Weekend's statement.

The more mysterious Zhou Zhou said, the more they felt that Zhou Zhou was a master.

A few of them, who were more superstitious about Feng Shui, even asked if they could go with them tomorrow over the weekend to see the excitement.This played into Zhou Xue's wish, and he happily agreed.

After all, the funds for "The Wandering Earth" still have to come from this group of people.

After the song and dance troupe retired, Yang Sisi and I had to go back over the weekend to prepare for the visit to the grave tomorrow. This reception banquet ended here.

Returning to the hotel where he was staying, he told Yang Sisi some things over the weekend, and then claimed that he would take a bath and burn incense and retreat until the auspicious time tomorrow.

After Boss Huang heard the news, he immediately believed in the identity of the real master Zhou Zhou.

The next day.

Eleven forty-three.

Yang Sisi knocked on the door of the weekend. She had almost prepared the things that the weekend asked her to prepare last night.

After a while, the door to Zhou Xing's room opened, and Zhou Xing, dressed in a gray and white Tang suit, walked out.

"Boss Huang and the others are already waiting below."

As Yang Sisi said this, she looked at the weekend curiously, with a little surprise in her eyes.

People rely on clothes, Buddhas rely on gold.

Seeing the smile on Zhou Zhou's lips all the time, he really has a somewhat noble temperament at this moment.

"Xiao Yang, remember, you are not a big movie star today, you are just an assistant of mine."

When Yang Sisi and I went downstairs on the weekend, we gave Yang Sisi instructions in the elevator.

"Okay, Master Zhou!"

Yang Sisi is indeed a professional actor and gets into the role very quickly.

No need to be reminded about the weekend, I took the initiative to help carry the prepared bag, and the details were very good. When I got out of the elevator, I deliberately slowed down by half a beat.

"Master, the car is ready."

After the two came out of the elevator, Boss Huang and others waiting in the lobby immediately brightened their eyes.

They obviously noticed the change in the temperament of the weekend. At this time, he was wearing a white training suit and black cloth shoes. He looked as if he might drift away at any time.

In addition to Boss Huang and several other rich people, there are also professionals accompanying him today.

The president of the local antique association in western Shanxi, a senior monk from the local Tainanhua Temple, and the managers of several cemeteries.

Weekend nodded friendly to these "professionals". It seemed that Boss Huang was not convinced of himself.

But he has nothing to worry about. This business is like magic, and there are usually no peers to reveal the secrets.

Of course, the premise is that the weekend methods cannot be too clumsy.

The large group of people filled two commercial vehicles and set off towards the first stop of the day.

Beimang Cemetery.

This is the most famous cemetery in Jinyang. On the surface, it is an inconspicuous barren mountain.

But standing on the top of the mountain, you can see the famous Taishan Mountain in Jinyang. On both sides are jade belts and floating water. In terms of Feng Shui, the geographical location is excellent.

But he only stayed for less than 10 minutes on weekends and shook his head at Boss Huang.

Now the manager of Beimang Cemetery was a little unconvinced and couldn't help but said: "Master, do you think the Feng Shui of our Beimang Cemetery is not good?"

"I'm not telling you, Master. Even if you look across Jinyang, you won't be able to find a few places with better Feng Shui than our cemetery."

Mainly because he shook his head without even looking carefully at the weekend, which made the cemetery manager a little dissatisfied.

Boss Huang was obviously quite optimistic about Beimang Cemetery. He stood by and said nothing, wanting to know why he was dissatisfied with the place over the weekend.

"When did I say that the feng shui here is bad?"

Weekend was not angry. Instead, he chuckled and said, "This place is located in the mountains and forgets the river, with the yin and the yang behind it. It is indeed a place with excellent Feng Shui."

"Then why are you shaking your head without looking at it, Master?"

When the cemetery manager heard that he had praised his family's feng shui on the weekend, he softened a little and asked in confusion.

"It is precisely because the Feng Shui here is good and the cemetery has been developed for some years. I believe there are experts in western Shanxi who understand Feng Shui and they will definitely recommend this place."

"Therefore, most of the good tombs have probably been occupied by others. Although the remaining tombs are good, they still cannot meet Boss Huang's expectations."

Although he denied the manager of Beimang Cemetery, he secretly praised them, the local "professionals".

After all these words, not only the cemetery manager had nothing to say, but even Boss Huang nodded in agreement.

The few "professionals" who accompanied him on the scene basically regarded him as a colleague by the time I saw the weekend.

Just from his impeccable speaking skills, he has already mastered the essence of this industry.

"If that doesn't work, then find another place."

Boss Huang also listened to the weekend's suggestion and rushed to the next cemetery without stopping.

It’s not that your place isn’t good, it’s mainly that we have high requirements.

Soon, the group of people ran to two or three places in succession, but on weekends they just took one look and shook their heads in denial. Just climbing the mountain already made everyone tired and out of breath.

When I got in the car again to go to the next place, I sat in the car on the weekend and smiled without saying a word.

If you don't get exhausted first, how can you show that it's not easy to find the dragon's cave? The real dragon is hard to find.

Things that are obtained too easily are often not cherished by people because they cannot feel the preciousness of them.

The same principle applies to finding the dragon's acupoints.

(End of this chapter)