Feng Shui Secrets of the Entertainment Industry

"Mr. Yang, how about we get one too?"

As I was pondering the meaning of the word "pet," one of the bosses to Yang's left asked me a question with a smile.

The boss's surname is Ma, and like Li Li's biological father, Li Laohu, he is also from Hedong.

Boss Ma was a coal mine owner, but he's already out of the game.

The exit here wasn't due to a lack of money, but rather being forced to sell the coal mines they owned.

After giving up coal mining, he came to Beijing with more than 2 billion yuan in funds.

Most of the business owners at this gathering were coal mine owners, with a smaller number being internet upstarts and real estate developers.

These people have one thing in common: they are basically all making new money.

They either got rich overnight by mining coal, or they rode the wave of the internet and real estate boom, becoming pigs on the wind, their main selling point being that money came easily.

"I won't keep it!"

Mr. Yang shook his head, glanced disdainfully at the pet under the table, and said, "It doesn't suit my taste!"

"Mr. Yang, do you think this kind of pet suits my aesthetic?"

Boss Ma gestured with his lip toward the "fat pig" beneath him, which looked to weigh over 300 pounds.

"Old Ma, is there more to this story?" President Yang asked, intrigued.

"Mr. Yang, you left too early last time!" Boss Ma smiled and clinked glasses with Mr. Yang.

"It's my first time attending a party, and I'm a little out of sorts!" said Mr. Yang.

"I understand, I was just like you when I first attended a party two years ago!" Boss Ma said as he tossed a piece of somewhat greasy pork knuckle skin to his pet.

"So how did you adapt later?" Mr. Yang asked.

"Mr. Yang, as you know, although I was kicked out of Hedong and am considered out of the game, I still have over two billion yuan in my hands. I can't say I suddenly became rich, but it's not a small amount either. I'm terrified of becoming penniless again!"

Recalling the past, Mr. Ma sighed, "In the first six months after I arrived in Beijing, I started a company, which failed, resulting in a loss of tens of millions. Later, I speculated in stocks and lost tens of millions more. In less than three months, over 100 million was gone!"

"Even if I had mountains of gold and silver, I couldn't afford to spend like this!"

"During that period, I didn't dare touch any of my money except for buying a house. But the housing prices seemed unstable, and I was extremely anxious. Later, I attended this gathering and got a pet!"

"Old Ma, why are you keeping us in suspense?" Old Yang clinked glasses with Boss Ma and took a sip.

"hehe!"

Boss Ma fed the pet another bite and said, "I'm not keeping you in suspense, I'm just thinking about how to say it!"

"Mr. Yang, have you ever heard of Fu Lou?"

After thinking for a while, Boss Ma slowly spoke.

"A leak of good fortune?"

Mr. Yang shook his head and said, "Never heard of it. What does it mean?"

"The meaning is very simple: it means letting a lucky person leak their good fortune to us. That person is called 'Lucky Leak'!" Boss Ma said, pointing to his pet at his feet.

"The expert who created the 'Lucky Drain' divination scheme said that people like us come into money easily but also lose it quickly. The only way to keep this good fortune is to take it from others!"

"So how can we get someone to willingly hand over their identity and luck to us?"

At this point, Boss Ma paused, pointed with his chopsticks at the pets under the table, and said, "Of course, we're going to spoil them!"

Over the next few minutes, Boss Ma explained the process in detail.

They would select vain and lazy people from universities and society, and then let them live a life of ease where they were waited on hand and foot.

After a period of time, they get used to this life and develop a dependence on their keepers. In order not to break away from this life, they often obey their keepers' every word.

The keepers will test them little by little, gradually lowering their bottom line.

Once the bottom line is crossed the first time, it will be crossed a second time.

As they continued to cross the line, they transformed from humans into beasts.

In the end, they will destroy their identity cards, completely surrendering themselves to their owners, body and soul.

Family members may come looking for them, but they are all adults, and their condition is their own choice. Even calling the police won't do much good.

Listening to Boss Ma's smug account of the taming process, I couldn't eat anymore; I just felt a little sad.

At first, I thought the pets under the table were being forced; who would have thought they were there voluntarily?

Mr. Ma said that he has raised six pets in the past two years, and two of them have been trained to be well-behaved, both of which are compatible with his birth chart.

His luck has clearly improved since he started keeping these lucky pets.

He said he kept relatively few; there were two owners who kept ten such pets together, both male and female.

Besides gatherings, they also regularly hold pet selection contests, and whoever has the fattest and most obedient pet has more prestige in the circle.

"Mr. Yang, that old Xu across from you, he raised a 700-pound 'lucky leak' (a type of piglet), which is very rare even in our circle. Many people are extremely envious. According to the master, the fatter it is, the greater its fortune!"

Finally, Boss Ma gestured with his lip towards the person opposite him.

Mr. Xu, who was sitting across from them, saw this and raised his glass. Mr. Ma also raised his glass, and the two clinked glasses across the distance.

While he was saying these things, I also overheard what the bosses were talking about.

These business owners weren't talking about business; most of their conversations were about pets.

The purpose of these "lucky leak" pets is not just to leak good fortune to them.

For example, a real estate tycoon said that he couldn't drive the piles into the ground at one of his construction sites, so he used his pet to drive them.

Besides this purpose, they also used their pets for amusement, exploring many ways to play with them.

Some of their methods were not much different from Zhao Jing'er eating her own children, such as cutting off their forearms and legs and making them walk like pigs and dogs.

No wonder Mr. Yang said he was disgusted by the party he attended last time. I was disgusted too!

We forced ourselves to finish our meal and then left immediately.

"Damn, these rich people are so twisted!"

As soon as he came out, Fatty Lin started cursing.

"Crazy guy, fat guy, is there such a thing as 'leaky fortune'?"

Instead of responding, President Yang asked about this.

"Old Yang, you're not thinking of starting a 'lucky leak' scheme too, are you?" Fatty Lin asked, glancing sideways at President Yang.

"Do I need to do all this?"

Mr. Yang snorted and said, "I just want to ask, is that statement accurate?"

Fatty Lin pondered for a moment and said, "There is such a method, but it's similar to stealing lifespan and borrowing luck—both are evil practices. Some things, if they're not yours, are simply not yours. Even if you manage to get them, you'll have to give them back one day!"

"Good fortune gained through such means, even if the consequences don't fall on them, will certainly affect their descendants!"