Put away your magical powers now!.

Chapter 51 [Chen Yan’s Trouble]

Chapter 50 [Chen Yan’s Troubles]

Chen Yan went to the antique and folk street in the east of the city and found a folk wooden shop. As soon as he entered the door, a clerk from the shop came to greet him.

"Hello, what can I see?"

Chen Yan pondered for a moment: "Can you customize wooden furniture?"

"Of course, we have our own workshop here, and we have master craftsmen who can carve things by hand. What would you like to order?"

Chen Yan: "...A memorial tablet, can you make one?"

The guys didn't seem surprised—they were in the business of making custom wooden furniture, everything. They even did custom memorial tablets.

On the contrary, seeing that Chen Yan had a clear goal, the smile on the guy's face became more sincere - the chances of closing this deal were very high.

"Yes, sir! I have several styles and sizes for you to choose from, as well as the wood material. You can also choose your own according to the price..."

After saying that, he actually took out a PAD, opened the photo album and asked Chen Yan to choose a style.

Chen Yan took it, scratched it a few times, and chose one that looked decent and a medium-priced piece of wood.

After paying and leaving my contact information, the waiter casually asked, "Are you planning to hold a family ancestral worship ceremony at the end of the year? We actually have some other sacrificial utensils for sale..."

"No need, it's not for ancestor worship."

"Ok?"

"It's a wedding."

"..."

After Chen Yan finished speaking, he walked away, leaving the guy standing there in amazement.

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New Year’s Day has just passed and the Spring Festival is not far away. There are a lot more tourists on the antique street than usual.

Chen Yan strolled around for a while and bought some incense and candles.

I also found a wedding dress shop and asked if they could customize a traditional Longguo style bridal dress.

The store owner suggested to Chen Yan that it would be best to bring the bride to have her measurements taken. If that was not convenient, they could ask the tailor to come to her home to provide service - of course, it would cost extra.

Chen Yan left his boss's phone number and planned to go home and discuss it with Gu Xiaoniang.

Before leaving, the boss tried to attract business, saying that his store could also provide wedding services.

Master of ceremonies, wedding car, wedding venue layout, and videography...one-stop service!

Chen Yan directly refused and turned away.

Wedding services?

I’m afraid you can’t organize my wedding!
If he dared to tell his boss that he was holding a ghost marriage.

I'm afraid the boss must think he is a psychopath.

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After walking out of the bridal shop, Chen Yan stood on the street, feeling emotional.

Is it easy for me?

I'm only twenty-two years old!
I've never been married myself! My first wedding is a ghost marriage for my dead father!

Who would believe it if I told them? Where can I get justice?!
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"Boss, Mr. Zi is here!"

Assistant Yan pushed the door open and came in and said something. Mr. Fang slowly stood up from his boss chair and said, "Please come in."

After a while, the woman in purple slowly walked in from outside. She was still wearing a close-fitting hand-embroidered cheongsam, high heels on her feet, and glasses on her nose.

Looking at this old man Zi coming in, although there was still some resentment in his heart, Mr. Fang couldn't help but take a few more glances because of his manly nature.

I have always been enthusiastically trying to curry favor with this old man Zi. Besides thinking that he is a capable person... isn't it also partly because of the nature of manliness?

Although Mr. Fang did not dare to take any action against this truly capable master of the mystical arts, who wouldn't like to take a few more glances at such a beautiful and attractive mature woman?
"Mr. Fang, sorry to bother you." The woman in purple walked in and shook hands with Mr. Fang with a smile.

Mr. Fang limped and asked her to sit on the sofa in the reception room with a smile.

After a few pleasantries, Mr. Fang was serving tea, skillfully fiddling with the tea table.

The woman in purple calmly took something out of her bag, placed it on the coffee table and slowly pushed it in front of Mr. Fang.

Mr. Fang squinted his eyes and looked at it, pretending to be suspicious: "Master Zi, what does this mean?"

"Actually, I came here today to apologize," the purple-robed woman said politely. "My sect is unfortunate to have a scoundrel like Luo Qing. He was always disrespectful and did many things he shouldn't have done. I was the one who introduced him to Mr. Fang, so I also have some responsibility."

The smile on Mr. Fang's face faded and he looked at the woman in purple calmly.

The purple-robed woman continued, "I just returned to Jinling Mansion last night. I questioned him carefully about what he had done and punished him severely.

Now he has been confined to reflect on his mistakes, and as for Luo Yunzhai, I have also ordered him to close his business for half a year.

I know Mr. Fang must still be unhappy. I don't know if what I have prepared is enough to compensate for the losses caused to you by Luo Qing.

Take a look, and if it's not enough, tell me the number."

The woman in purple was very humble because... after entering and seeing the furnishings in Mr. Fang's office, she was sure that she might have found the right person.

Either someone hired someone to beat Luo Qing, or someone else hired a master to deal with Luo Qing. Of the two, at least one of them must be related to Mr. Fang!

Because, after entering the room, the woman in purple saw that the office furniture, bookcases... everything in the room had been replaced!
Even the original golden toad's fortune-attracting gadgets were all replaced.

She had known Mr. Fang for several years and knew that he was a shrewd man who liked to calculate money. He would not spend this money if it were not for a special reason.

The most important thing is... Mr. Fang was originally a dilettante, but now the incense burner in his office is gone!

In addition, when I asked Assistant Yan to pay me a visit today, although his attitude was still very polite, it lacked the enthusiasm and flattery of the past.

When several clues were combined, the woman in purple suddenly understood.

Mr. Fang put down the teapot in his hand, wiped his hands with a cloth, and calmly picked up the thing on the table mountain and took a look at it.

A cashier's check for three million.

"Mr. Zi, I don't understand what you mean." Mr. Fang leaned back on the sofa and looked at the woman straight in the eye.

The purple-clothed woman smiled faintly: "Mr. Fang, are you dissatisfied with this compensation?"

"No, we have known each other for several years, and Master Zi has helped me several times... I really don't understand where Master Zi's talk of apologizing comes from." Mr. Fang continued to play dumb.

"Mr. Fang, there's no need to test the waters." The purple-robed woman said slowly, "I came to your house with complete sincerity. What Luo Qing did was not my intention. We've known each other for a few years, so Mr. Fang should know me well."

Mr. Fang nodded and gave a thumbs-up: "If nothing else, this is what Mr. Zi is like."

"Mr. Fang, thank you for your kind words." The purple-robed woman smiled politely. "As for Luo Qing, he is, after all, a member of my sect. I can't just turn a blind eye. Publicly, he did these despicable things that are against morality. As a fellow disciple, I can't ignore him. I will punish him if necessary.

Personally...he took advantage of my trust and deceived my friend, Mr. Fang, so I have to come and apologize."

Mr. Fang nodded - that's exactly what he said!
You can't just apologize and let the matter go without saying it clearly.

Moreover, this woman was very good at speaking. She had clearly come here to plead for Luo Qing, but her words were so pleasant to the ears, as if she was on his side.

This woman is really amazing.

No wonder she's been the most famous practitioner of the occult in Jinling Prefecture these past few years, able to connect with many high-ranking officials and wealthy businessmen. Besides her genuine skills, her emotional intelligence and ability to speak and act are also quite high. And of course, she's also a beautiful, mature woman.

"Since Elder Zi has spoken so clearly, if I continue to beat around the bush, it would mean I don't consider you my friend." Mr. Fang sighed and said slowly, "Elder Zi and I have known each other for several years. I have always asked you for help when I encountered problems before. This time... Luo Qing has really gone too far."

As he spoke, he pointed to his leg and said, "It's still in plaster!"

"Yes, I know."

"Also, last month, I fell ill for no apparent reason and was hospitalized. I almost died during that time.

Later, the business went wrong and a truckload of goods overturned, resulting in a loss of several million."

Mr. Fang said this and glanced at the woman in purple: "Mr. Zi, it is only because of our past friendship that I am willing to meet with you today."

The purple-robed woman remained calm and nodded, saying, "Judging from the losses you've suffered, Mr. Fang is indeed very magnanimous."

She pondered for a moment, picked up the bank draft on the table, and tore it up!

Then she took out a cloisonné pen from her bag, wrote a new number on a piece of paper, and pushed it in front of Mr. Fang.

"Look, is this number okay?"

Mr. Fang took a look and a smile appeared on his face.

The purple-robed woman nodded. "Tomorrow, Luo Yunzhai will transfer the money to your company account. I'll use it as a consulting fee, okay?"

"Okay, I'll have Assistant Yan contact Luo Yunzhai to issue an invoice."

"it is good!"

The woman in purple breathed a sigh of relief. Since the other party was willing to accept the money, that meant the matter was over.

But I also feel a little regretful.

In fact, she did try it out with words at the end.

Pay money and deposit it into the company account?

If the money is transferred through a private account, it means that the friendship between the two people can continue in the future.

But Mr. Fang agreed immediately and asked Assistant Yan to issue the invoice...

That means... there should be no personal relationship between the two of them from now on.

The matter ends here, but it is also a public-to-public matter.

From now on, the road is wide and we can each go our separate ways!
Pity……

Mr. Fang wasn't the richest or most powerful among his clients, but he had some connections that ordinary people didn't have.

Over the years, I have benefited a lot from him.

Furthermore, Mr. Fang was incredibly superstitious, placing his trust in himself. Other clients, while perhaps merely presenting a formality, might not truly trust him. Business is business, and it's difficult to establish a relationship afterward.

On the contrary, Mr. Fang is the most convenient to use.

What a pity.

The purple-robed woman stood up and said gently, "Then I won't bother Mr. Fang anymore. I'll set up another table and thank him when I have the chance!"

"You're welcome." Mr. Fang also stood up: "My legs and feet are not convenient, so I won't see Mr. Zi out."

The woman in purple was about to leave when she suddenly looked up and saw a rather rough-looking copper compass placed on the antique display shelf.

The woman in purple felt something in her heart and took a step closer to take a look.

"what?"

The workmanship is rough and the texture is average.

But the woman in purple could feel a faint fluctuation of spiritual power flowing through this thing?
"Mr. Fang, this is another great collection."

Mr. Fang looked at the woman, laughed, and said casually, "It was a gift from a friend. Master Zi has a truly dazzling collection. If Master Zi is willing to part with some, I'd also be willing to pay a high price for a few pieces."

Seeing that she couldn't get anything out of him, the woman in purple stopped pestering him and politely took her leave.

After seeing off the woman in purple, Mr. Fang sat back on the sofa, a hint of joy showing on his face.

That teacher Chen is really brilliant!

This move caused Zi Lao, the number one master of the mysterious arts in Jinling Prefecture, to come and apologize and compensate.

Moreover, the woman could tell at a glance that the compass left by Teacher Chen was a treasure!
Teacher Chen is indeed an expert!

He picked up a piece of white cloth, took the compass from the antique display cabinet, and wiped it carefully.

A moment later, Assistant Yan pushed the door open and came in: "Boss, Master Zi has been sent away."

"Well, they will transfer some money tomorrow. After you receive it, ask the finance department to issue an invoice to the other party."

"Okay." Assistant Yan didn't understand what was going on, but he was a calm person and didn't ask any more questions.

"Xiao Yan, what do you think of...Teacher Chen?" Mr. Fang asked in a low voice.

Assistant Yan thought for a moment and said, "He should be a capable person, and... not difficult to deal with."

"Well, he's capable for sure. How do you say he's not difficult to deal with?"

Assistant Yan thought for a moment before choosing his words and slowly said, "Boss, I've met quite a few 'teachers' during these years with you.

What can I say about those teachers? They like to beat around the bush and be vague when they speak or do things.

This young teacher Chen is different. Maybe because he is young, he speaks and acts in a simple and direct way.

What you like, what you don’t like, what you can do, and what you can’t do.

What do you want? What are the conditions?

Everything is out in the open. When dealing with people like this, there's no need to guess or speculate. It's not tiring!"

Mr. Fang pondered the taste: "Hmm... not tired. Your evaluation is very interesting."

Assistant Yan continued, "Teacher Chen actually loves money, too. Well, all the teachers love money, too. It's just that others pretend to be nice, but Teacher Chen is straightforward about his requirements."

I think he is actually a very simple and straightforward person who doesn't like troublesome and pretentious things.

Boss, if you want to make friends with Teacher Chen, let's be more direct.

I think this teacher Chen has a good heart. If you treat him well, he will definitely remember the kindness."

Mr. Fang slapped his head and said, "Yes, yes, yes! I've just dealt with those experts so much that I'm used to their vagueness! Or you reminded me that for people like Teacher Xiao Chen, I should show my kindness directly!"

After checking his phone, Mr. Fang immediately said, "Go pick out a set of New Year gifts from the warehouse! Then, prepare the car while I go visit Teacher Chen!"

"So, what are the specifications of the gift?"

"Didn't I prepare a set of New Year gifts for Director Zhao? Take that set with you first, and I'll prepare another set later."

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(End of this chapter)