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"Hahaha!" The old man laughed heartily, putting the broom aside. "Alright, you have some discernment. My surname is Han, and this building is indeed mine."

Yu Tinglan stood to the side, secretly surprised. She had heard of a low-profile boss named Han in the cultural and creative district who owned many businesses, and this building was just one of them.

I didn't expect to run into you today, and you were dressed like this again.

Boss Han dusted off his hands and said to Lu Fan, "I actually had someone look into the problems you mentioned before. Their opinions were similar to yours, but not as detailed, and their solutions weren't as specific. Young man, what's your name? What do you do?"

"My name is Lu Fan, and I'm an actor," Lu Fan said. "I'm planning to open my own studio soon, and I'm currently looking for a location."

"An actor?" Boss Han was a little surprised, then looked at Lu Fan. "Oh... I remember now, you were that 'mystical lucky charm' who was all the rage online a while ago, right?"

"It's me," Lu Fan nodded.

Mr. Han stroked his chin thoughtfully: "You want to rent this building to open a studio?"

"I'm still considering it," Lu Fan said.

"Don't even think about it," Boss Han waved his hand dismissively. "I'll rent this building to you. The rent will be 70% of the market price. But there's one condition."

"What are the conditions?"

"You'll be responsible for those feng shui modifications you mentioned," Boss Han said with a smile. "I'll pay for the materials and labor, but you have to oversee the process. Once it's done, we'll sign a contract. How about it?"

Lu Fan and Yu Tinglan exchanged a glance.

"Boss Han, this..." Yu Tinglan wanted to say something.

"Don't worry, I, Old Han, keep my word." Boss Han waved his hand. "I think this kid is alright; he's got real skills and doesn't hold back. I like dealing with honest people. So, Lu, are you in?"

Looking at Boss Han's open and honest eyes, Lu Fan nodded: "Okay. I'll help you revise it."

"Great!" Boss Han laughed. "Shall we start today? I'll have someone tear down that piece of junk on the roof first!"

Watching Boss Han rushing off to make phone calls, Yu Tinglan whispered to Lu Fan, "This Boss Han is no ordinary man; he comes from a truly powerful family."

That afternoon, Boss Han's actions demonstrated what true elite efficiency looks like.

A professional construction team was brought in and, under Lu Fan's on-site guidance, began to carry out feng shui modifications on the entire building.

When the sharp metal decoration on the roof was removed, Lu Fan stood downstairs looking up.

Under the sunlight, the metal component, slowly lowered by the crane, gleamed coldly, its shape indeed resembling an inverted sharp blade.

"Who designed this thing?" Boss Han stood next to Lu Fan with his hands behind his back, his tone tinged with annoyance. "It cost a lot of money, and it turned out to be a disaster."

"Sometimes aesthetics and feng shui do conflict," Lu Fan said. "But it's good that it's been demolished now."

On the west exterior wall, workers are installing the convex Bagua mirror specified by Lu Fan. This mirror is not an ordinary item; it was obtained through special channels by Boss Han, at Lu Fan's request. The back is decorated with specific runes painted with cinnabar, which shimmer with a warm luster under the sunlight.

The entrance screen inside the main gate is also being customized. Lu Fan personally painted a wood carving pattern with circular cloud patterns as the main body, which subtly corresponds to the eight trigrams.

"Young Lu," Boss Han said, watching the workers busy at work, "do you think my wife's stomach ailment is really related to this feng shui?"

"The environment can affect a person's body and aura." Lu Fan turned to look at him. "But the specific cause of your wife's illness still needs to be determined by the doctor. Adjusting the feng shui will make her feel better, and her body will naturally recover more easily."

This is like a house that's too damp; living there for a long time can easily lead to rheumatism, but treating rheumatism requires medication.

Boss Han nodded thoughtfully: "That makes sense."

He took out his phone and made a call: "Old Zhang, help me contact Director Chen at Peking Union Medical College Hospital, yes, the one in the gastroenterology department, and arrange a comprehensive examination, yes, as soon as possible."

After hanging up the phone, he patted Lu Fan on the shoulder: "No matter what, you're an honest young man. You don't brag or make promises, you just say what you mean. There are fewer people like that these days."

The renovation project is expected to take three days. Boss Han waved his hand, telling Lu Fan and Yu Tinglan to go and check out the specific location of the studio first.

"You can choose any of the empty floors in this building," he said. "Once you've chosen one, I'll have the blueprints delivered."

Yu Tinglan had already done her homework and led Lu Fan directly to the 12th floor.

The entire floor is approximately 800 square meters, with an excellent view; the floor-to-ceiling windows offer views of half the city. The interior is still unfinished, but the layout is square and there is plenty of natural light.

"This place is perfect for a studio." Yu Tinglan walked around the empty room. "The space is large enough to divide it into an office area, meeting room, lounge, and a dedicated artist reception area. There are cafes and light meals on the lower floors, so the amenities are convenient."

Lu Fan stood in the center of the room and closed his eyes to sense it.

The airflow is smooth, with no noticeable obstruction. The southeast corner is slightly empty, but this is not a major problem; adding some greenery or decorative items later will solve the issue.

"This will do." He opened his eyes. "The layout is good; it can be used with a few adjustments."

"Then let's go with the 12th floor," Yu Tinglan decided on the spot.

When the two came downstairs, Boss Han was already waiting in his temporary office on the first floor. Seeing them come down, he handed them a stack of documents.

"This is the floor plan for the 12th floor, and also a letter of intent to lease," said Mr. Han. "The rent is 30% of what we agreed before. The contract is for three years. What do you think?"

Yu Tinglan took the document and quickly browsed through it, while Lu Fan picked up the floor plan and examined it carefully.

"Boss Han," Lu Fan pointed to several locations on the blueprints, "could these areas be modified according to my requirements during the renovation?"

"you say."

Lu Fan picked up a pen and circled several areas on the drawing: "This is the main entrance. I'll design a foyer; I'll give you the details later. This is where the finance office is located. I suggest moving it two meters east to avoid the beam pressing down on it. And here..."

He made notes as he spoke, and Boss Han watched attentively, nodding occasionally.

After Lu Fan finished speaking, Boss Han smiled and said, "Okay, we'll do it your way. I'm entrusting this building to you, don't worry."

The lease agreement was signed on the spot. Boss Han is decisive and efficient; he immediately called a lawyer and agreed to sign a formal contract three days after the feng shui renovation was completed.

It was already dark when we left the cultural and creative park.

After leaving, the two went directly to a restaurant to eat.

"I didn't expect it to go so smoothly," Yu Tinglan said. "Boss Han may seem rough and boorish, but he's actually very meticulous. The fact that he was willing to rent the building to you so readily and offer such a great discount, besides the feng shui reasons, probably also means he has his eye on you as a person."

Lu Fan hummed in agreement: "He has an upright appearance and is not a treacherous person. It's a good thing to befriend him."

"Oh, right," Yu Tinglan said, remembering something, "about Ding Xingyou... you really don't plan to go back?"

When Ding Xingyou was mentioned, Lu Fan's eyes darkened.

"Let's talk about it later," he said calmly. "Going back now would only make things awkward for both of us."

Yu Tinglan glanced at him but didn't say anything more.

Just then, Yu Tinglan's phone vibrated. She glanced at it, frowned slightly, and turned the screen towards Lu Fan.

It was a screenshot forwarded from an internal message group within a certain industry.

In the screenshot, someone captured a slightly disheveled figure hurrying into an inconspicuous budget hotel with their head down.

The caption reads: "I ran into former CEO Liu of Xingyue. He's lost his former glory. I heard that even the people who used to fawn over him won't answer his calls anymore."

Although the man in the photo was dressed fairly neatly, his back was hunched and his steps were hurried, a far cry from the arrogant Liu Xiong of the past.

"Liu Xiong?" Lu Fan glanced at it.

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