Chapter 47

"Master Ye, Master Tang, why did you come so late?" Wu Kun had been watching his burnt, blackened flower shop from the ruins outside his store. As soon as he saw Master Ye and Tang Zhendong's taxi arrive, he immediately went up to greet them.

Seeing Wu Kun's shop burned to this extent, Master Ye didn't know how to console him. At this moment, Tang Zhendong clasped his hands and said, "Mr. Wu, congratulations!"

Wu Kun was taken aback and then became unhappy. What kind of joy is this? If you think this is joy, I'll also set your house on fire and see if you still congratulate me! Thinking this, the respect he originally had for Tang Zhendong disappeared, leaving only unexpressed anger. "Mr. Tang, it's burned like this, where is the joy?"

Tang Zhendong maintained a smile. "Mr. Wu, remember I once told you that burning this place would be better, the more it burns, the more prosperous it becomes. I thought Mr. Wu wanted to make himself more prosperous, so he set a fire himself!"

In Wu Kun's mind, Tang Zhendong was the disciple, and Master Ye was the master. Tang Zhendong's words did not convince Wu Kun. Wu Kun ran to Master Ye's side, "Master Ye, please give me some guidance."

Master Ye was particularly skilled at reading people and situations. As soon as Wu Kun approached, Master Ye knew what he wanted to ask, but he had no confidence in Tang Zhendong's theory about the fire bringing prosperity.

No matter how you look at it, a shop burned to the ground doesn't seem like it's about to have good fortune. Of course, if this were a sign of good fortune, Master Ye would be grateful, but is that possible?

"Mr. Wu, to be honest, my disciple Xiao Tang, although he is far behind me in physiognomy, he has a great talent in feng shui. Sometimes, his insights are more accurate than mine." Master Ye had to cover for Tang Zhendong's insistence, otherwise, their first business would be ruined.

"Master Ye, do you mean that Xiao Tang's words make sense?" Honestly, Wu Kun preferred Master Ye's mature and steady demeanor, while Tang Zhendong always gave him the impression of being inexperienced and unreliable.

"Mr. Wu, let me do this. I'll go back and carefully analyze the feng shui of your place. Tomorrow, I'll come back to explain the specific results to you and bring the consecrated Taishan stone and the God of Wealth. When you renovate, you can incorporate the God of Wealth into your renovation, so that the God of Wealth will always be with you. What do you think?"

"Good, good, good, thank you, Master Ye. Thank you."

"You're welcome, you're welcome."

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Although Wu Kun was somewhat不服气 (unconvinced) of Tang Zhendong, he didn't dare to offend him. Although he felt that Tang Zhendong was talking nonsense, Wu Kun was already in a difficult situation and didn't have the energy to care about Tang Zhendong's sarcastic remarks.

The most pressing issue was how to deal with the city committee member Wang Youde and his son Wang Gang. Tomorrow was the deadline for the 100,000 yuan Wang Gang demanded. Although Wu Kun's family wasn't short of this amount, in business, taking money from home and spending it outside are two different things.

The fire at Wu Kun's flower shop caused a direct loss of about 20,000 to 30,000 yuan, and with the cost of renovation, it would probably be at least 70,000 to 80,000 yuan.

Just being extorted for 100,000 yuan and then losing another 100,000 yuan, this was almost a total loss for Wu Kun. However, fortunately, Wu Kun had built a flower greenhouse behind his shop, which was not affected by the fire. This greenhouse, with flowers worth at least 100,000 yuan, was the capital for Wu Kun to rebuild.

But if he had to pay Wang Gang 100,000 yuan and then spend another 50,000 to 60,000 yuan on renovation, Wu Kun could almost imagine his future difficulties.

The shop employees had all come, but seeing the shop burned like this, they all went back. Only Wu Kun was left, staring at his shop in a daze.

Wu Kun was thinking whether to sublet the shop or continue to renovate and run it himself. Subletting it could recover some of the losses, but he had struggled for over ten years to build this flower shop, which had allowed him to buy a house, a car, and achieve a well-off life. Wu Kun had deep feelings for this flower shop.

If he continued to run it, would his bad luck continue? Wu Kun was really scared by the recent bad luck, but he suddenly remembered Tang Zhendong's words: "Fire brings prosperity." Perhaps this fire would really turn his luck around? Moreover, his flower greenhouse was not destroyed in the fire, and the flowers in the greenhouse were worth at least 100,000 yuan, which was the source of Wu Kun's confidence.

Thinking this, Wu Kun stood up and was about to contact a renovation company to renovate his shop, but before he could move, he saw Wang Gang's car drive by.

However, Wang Gang seemed to have noticed the situation. After driving past, he made a sudden stop and slowly reversed back. As soon as Wu Kun saw Wang Gang return, his face immediately showed a look of impending disaster.

In Wu Kun's eyes, Wang Gang was no less terrifying than a wolf that devours people without spitting out the bones. He must have come to demand money. Wu Kun hoped that Wang Gang would give him more time considering the state of his shop.

Wu Kun silently prayed.

Wang Gang, driving a Tiguan, reversed back to the gloomy Wu Kun, lowered the car window, and carefully looked at Wu Kun before getting out of the car. "I bet you burned the shop to avoid paying me, didn't you?" Wang Gang's tone was very aggressive, and from the situation, it was clear that he was unlikely to get his money.

If Wu Kun's shop was still there, he could have caused trouble every day, but now that the shop was burned and Wu Kun had left, the money was completely lost.

Moreover, Wang Gang was Wang Youde's son, and Wang Youde had told Wang Gang how to handle the owner of the flower shop. He told Wang Gang to give a small lesson but not to make a big fuss, as it wasn't worth it.

Although Wang Youde wasn't afraid of trouble, it seemed a bit far-fetched to completely ruin someone just because they delayed for twenty minutes. Besides, 100,000 yuan was not a small amount. When Wang Youde learned that Wang Gang was extorting 100,000 yuan, he almost jumped in anger. 100,000 yuan was a significant amount for an average family, but for Wang Youde, he could get countless people to bring 100,000 yuan to his door just by raising his hand.

Moreover, at his current position as a city committee member, Wang Youde absolutely couldn't let 100,000 yuan be a handle against him. At his level, even if someone offered him 10 million yuan to trade, he wouldn't do it.

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