The national male god is fierce and strong

Chapter 35
He was sweating all over himself.

Yan Tao drank this bowl of tea for 15 minutes.

The moment his hands put down the tea bowl, the handsome aura seemed to dissipate, and Saito and his tense nerves finally relaxed, and hurriedly asked for help, "Brother Yan, you have to help my brother."

Seeing that Yan Tao's expression was not as cold as before, Qi Teng and Yi Nao poured out all the bitterness to Yan Tao.

That vicissitudes of face was about to wrinkle into a chrysanthemum, and the disgusted Young Master Yan frowned.

"Is your life so miserable?"

Saito and Paiba nodded, with that posture, if Yantao didn't help him, he could cry on the spot.

"Brother Yan, you don't know how miserable your old brother Qi is now! There is an 80-year-old mother and some children who have to be raised in the family, and there are thousands of people in the group who are waiting for my salary, and the chickens can lay eggs." There is only one big restaurant..."

Yantao...

The rich generation cry poor in front of you, it feels like beeping the dog.

"Boss Qi, you should know the rules of our business, right?"

"Of course."

The higher the Taoism, the higher the price of the Feng Shui master.

There are also some people who cannot be hired with much money.

It's not the first day for Saito and Kazuo to hang out, this kind of rule is very clear.

well.

Yan Tao patted his snow-clean trouser pockets, got up and greeted Granny Jiang, and went to the restaurant with Qi Tenghe for a field survey.

After the last time, Pixiu was moved to the central position. Now a fountain was dug out at the entrance of the restaurant. Under the sunlight, clear water gushes out from the mouth of the spring.

"...I specially asked someone to work overtime to dig it out, but it was useless. The fire should have started, and there was no warning at all."

These days, Saitokazu's work is all focused on the restaurant.

I am so busy, but I still lose money day by day.

He was so anxious that he got angry, a ring of blisters appeared on his mouth, and he was quite emaciated.

Saitohe followed the boy closely, his eyes full of anticipation, "Brother Yan, how is it? Can you see the problem?"

The big boss followed a young man like a little follower. The staff didn't dare to look around, but their eyes were all gossiping. Who is this young man?

The son of some great man?

That's also unlikely.

Mr. Qi is well known in Qingshi for his temper, not to mention the son of a big shot, even if a big shot comes, the general manager is not necessarily a dick.

Yan Tao put one hand in his pocket, and his perfect profile flashed past.

In an instant, it fell into the eyes of the girls at the front desk.

hiss--

looks great--

Good-looking people, how can there be such good-looking people?

God!

The girls' eyes suddenly shone, and they covered their mouths tightly for fear that they would scream.

"The feng shui of your restaurant is very good," Yan Tao sat down on the sofa by the window, crossed his long legs, turned his face slightly, his black eyes fell on the fountain in front of the door, "The location of this fountain is also just right. "

"Then why did it catch fire again and again?"

"Boss Qi, don't worry."

Yan Tao rested his hands on the sofa and lightly lit, "Fengshui not only depends on the internal layout, but also considers the overall layout."

"General layout?"

Saitohe sat up straight, with a look of anxiety on his face, "Brother Yan, what do you mean the location of the hotel is not good?"

If this is the case, wouldn't his restaurant be finished?
(End of this chapter)