Chapter 50

Kun enthusiastically helped welcome Old Ye and Tang Zhendong from the taxi, then Tang Zhendong carried out the Taishan Stone from the trunk. Wu Kun excitedly took the God of Wealth from Old Ye’s hands.

"Good, good, Mr. Wu, you did the right thing. As the saying goes: wealth doesn’t pass through two hands. By inviting the God of Wealth into your home, you truly make him recognize your household. This is a great thing."

Old Ye was in a good mood today, and Wu Kun was even better. The renovation team had only been there for two hours, but they had already started working. They said it would take ten days to renovate the shop. Just as he received this good news, Old Ye brought the God of Wealth. In Wu Kun’s heart, the God of Wealth was the most important, while the Taishan Stone left a rather ordinary impression.

"Come in, come in." The renovation team was working outside, and Wu Kun led the two into the manager’s office, which had been burned beyond recognition.

"It’s too simple. Once the renovation is done, I’ll invite the two masters for tea again." Wu Kun ran back and forth, serving tea and water, and kept apologizing.

Wu Kun now revered Old Ye and Tang Zhendong to the utmost.

"No problem, no problem. Mr. Wu, you and Master Ye drink tea first. Since the renovation team is here, I’ll have the workers place the Taishan Stone beside the door."

"Good, good, Master Tang, you go ahead." Wu Kun saw Tang Zhendong out and continued chatting with Old Ye inside.

"Master Ye, I’m so grateful to you. It’s you who brought my flower shop back from the dead." Wu Kun was not stingy with his gratitude. As he thanked Old Ye, he took out a card from his pocket, "Master, this is five thousand yuan for your trouble in bringing the God of Wealth."

"Ha ha, Mr. Wu, you’re too polite. I won’t take this money. Instead, help me introduce a few business friends who might need feng shui or geomancy. I can help with Liu Zhuang’s physiognomy, feng shui, and both yin and yang residences."

"Sure, no problem. Introducing a few friends is easy, but let’s be clear. You’ve run back and forth for me several times, and I feel bad if I don’t give you this money. I’d feel guilty otherwise."

Wu Kun was a generous person, knowing that money wasn’t made by saving. Business people are generally superstitious, and many believe that if a feng shui master gives a little guidance, the money earned would be substantial. This wasn’t just money, but luck and momentum. Since luck and momentum are combined, they create an unstoppable force.

Seeing Wu Kun’s sincere attitude and honest words, Old Ye said, "To be honest, Master, I felt bad about the money you gave me earlier. If I hadn’t taken it that day, it would have been burned to ashes in the fire. I really feel bad about it."

After Old Ye mentioned the need for the God of Wealth and the Taishan Stone, Wu Kun gave him the money. That night, the fire happened. If the money hadn’t been given to Old Ye, it would have been burned to ashes.

Although he said this, Old Ye still had to decline a bit, as a master should. Masters value character over wealth, and declining at this moment wasn’t a bad thing.

In the end, Old Ye couldn’t refuse Wu Kun and took the card.

"Come, come, Mr. Wu, let’s go see if my apprentice has set up the Taishan Stone."

Tang Zhendong placed the fifty-centimeter-high Taishan Stone on the left side of Wu Kun’s shop, cementing it in place beside the door.

"Master Ye, thank you for your hard work." Wu Kun could see that Tang Zhendong had done a meticulous job. The Taishan Stone wasn’t directly facing the main road but was subtly aligned with the large stone of the Huanhai Real Estate opposite.

"Hehe, it’s nothing, nothing." Tang Zhendong waved his hand, smoothing out the cement around the stone, "Alright, Mr. Wu, don’t change the position of the stone until the cement dries. Just leave it as it is."

"Sure, sure."

"Mr. Wu, we’ll be going now. Remember, don’t lift the veil of the God of Wealth until the opening day. Don’t move it either. Keep it in the shop, and let the God of Wealth quietly accumulate energy. On the opening day, you’ll have a big surprise."

"Sure, Master Ye, I will, I will." Wu Kun nodded and bowed, respectfully seeing off Master Ye and Master Tang to the taxi.

"Old Ye, you really know how to talk," Tang Zhendong couldn’t help but laugh when he thought about Old Ye’s instructions to Wu Kun.

Old Ye laughed, "Tang, you don’t understand human nature. The more restrictions you place on people, the more they believe you. If you just told him to place the God of Wealth and do nothing, he’d forget about it in ten days and feel that the ten thousand yuan wasn’t worth it. That’s human nature, plain and simple."

Tang Zhendong laughed, "Old Ye, you can’t say that. After all, they are our benefactors and source of wealth. They gave us over ten thousand yuan, so it’s not nice to say that."

"It’s not over ten thousand, but twenty thousand." Old Ye mentioned that Wu Kun had given another five thousand yuan while Tang Zhendong was setting up the Taishan Stone. Tang Zhendong was surprised; this job was really profitable. Wu Kun had given a total of twenty thousand yuan. After deducting the cost of the stone, the God of Wealth, and the feng shui tools, they still had eighteen thousand yuan left, nine thousand each. Nine thousand yuan was almost what Tang Zhendong earned in a year selling fruit. And they had earned nine thousand yuan in just a few days!

"Ha ha, young man, are you shocked by the money?" Old Ye said, seeing Tang Zhendong’s surprised expression.

"Pfft, I may not have money, but I don’t care about this much."

Tang Zhendong’s words surprised Old Ye. He was glad he hadn’t had any selfish thoughts. Tang Zhendong indeed had great potential, and this money was nothing to him.

For a man with skills, money is never a problem.

Old Ye indeed hadn’t thought about keeping the last five thousand yuan. First, Tang Zhendong had saved his wife, and second, Tang Zhendong gave Old Ye a mysterious feeling.

However, Tang Zhendong would soon surprise Old Ye even more. Because the matter with Wu Kun wasn’t over.

"Here, Tang, this is ten thousand yuan. We split it fifty-fifty." Old Ye took out the money and handed it to Tang Zhendong.

Tang Zhendong pushed Old Ye’s hand away, "The money for the items shouldn’t be on you. Let’s split it after deducting the costs."

"Tang, I’m not short of money. My wife is getting better, and I have savings." Old Ye forcefully gave the money to Tang Zhendong.

Tang Zhendong reluctantly took it, counted out a thousand yuan, and gave it back to Old Ye, "Since we’re partners, we should deduct the cost of the tools. Even brothers should be clear about accounts."

In business, especially in partnerships, being precise to the cent is not excessive. The more precise, the fewer conflicts later.

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