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Chapter 138 The Charlatan Merchant Guild
This wasn't just something Qingfan Shenjun said; almost everyone I've met recently has said it.

"It's just a secret. You'll know when you regain your memories." Shang Xingjian waved his hand dismissively. "Those people are just being mysterious because they like to act mysteriously because they have some ability."

"Okay, I see, you have your own ideas." Cheng Mai stopped asking, she had already gotten her share of Cheng Ming's money for the time being.

"I don't have any ideas, it's just..."

"Finally found you two." Zhu Biao got out of the car and ran over, still panting heavily.

Cheng Mai looked at the distance between the car and them, which was only two meters. How could he be so tired?

"Is something wrong, Mr. Zhu?" Cheng Mai saw that the man was panting heavily and was worried that he would faint if he couldn't catch his breath.

"I called you but no one answered. Manager Shen said you were here, so I came to try my luck."

Cheng Mai took out his phone, only to find it was turned off.

Shang Xingjian took out his phone and found several missed calls, but unfortunately, he had them muted.

Cheng Mai: "..." Sure enough, summoning gods depends on fate.

"So what's the matter?" Cheng Mai asked again.

"Actually, it's nothing serious. Some charlatan went to my place and insisted that the feng shui you guys helped me with was bad." Zhu Biao said with a rather indignant look. "How could I listen to that person's nonsense?"

Cheng Mai looked at Shang Xingjian, but asked Zhu Biao, "That man said he was a Taoist priest?"

"No, they didn't say that. They said he was the ancestor of fortune telling, and that his fortune telling was much more accurate than Xuanhe Technology's." Zhu Biao's disdain clearly showed that he still regarded the man as a charlatan.

"He didn't say that." After all, Xuanji was the one who truly knew his destiny.

He was destined by fate. Zhu Biao was still pledging his loyalty to Cheng Mai when he heard this sentence and was instantly stunned.

"what?"

What does this mean?
“However, he said Xuanhe Technology’s calculations were inaccurate, so I can’t agree.” Shang Xingjian was very protective of the company’s image. “Where is he now?”

"I stayed in my office. I just finished keeping them here and came out to find you," Zhu Biao said hurriedly.

The merchant looked at Cheng Mai with a slight smile, "Isn't the person you're looking for here?"

Zhu Biao was puzzled, but he quickly led them there anyway, since it was related to making money.

Merchant Jian and Cheng Mai followed Zhu Biao to the Zhu Group. The Zhu Group's decoration matched Zhu Biao's personal image perfectly, being magnificent and splendid, with a pure gold Pixiu placed in the lobby.

Cheng Mai was visiting for the first time and was already shocked by the Pixiu. This Pixiu must be worth over a billion yuan, and it's something that retains its value and appreciates in value. This President Zhu is really rich.

Cheng Mai's eyes were opened by the golden Pixiu. After entering, he found the interior decoration dazzling and felt that the annual fee of several million yuan was indeed a bit too little.

Pixiu, indeed, knows how to make money.

"In your area, with this feng shui, whatever fortune-telling Xuanhe gives you is just to make money. Listen to me, he's a charlatan."

As I approached the door, I heard a cool, refreshing voice.

Of course, this voice would have sounded better if it weren't meant to belittle the merchant's business.

Cheng Mai didn't go in immediately, but he felt that the people inside didn't sound very old.

Shang Xingjian scoffed, and with a flick of his wrist, a bolt of lightning struck the room, followed by a curse.