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    Yang Zimei found his own Pisces display cabinet.


    In front of the display cabinet, a man in a gray black suit was standing with a young lady in an elegant dress, presumably a secretary or something, recording what the man said with a book.


    Yang Zimei felt that this man was a little familiar. After a closer look, it was Hong Kong businessman Huo Wenhua who made her first pot of gold that day.


    Ten years later, he did not grow old at all. On the contrary, he became more and more successful. However, at the top of his eyebrows, there were faint red lines, which was the face of peach blossom evil spirits, and there would be bloody disasters.


    "Lingling, do you know who is who?" Yang Jianming''s voice rang again.


    "I don''t know. It looks like a lot of money."


    "He is the organizer of this antique auction, Hong Kong''s tycoon Howard Howard. I visited him with my father yesterday." Yang Jianming spoke with complacency.


    "It''s amazing. You know even the rich."


    "That''s nature. What am I?" Yang Jianming deliberately walked up to Yang Zimei and said with pride, "there are almost no people here that I don''t know. All of them are rich, have rights and status. If I didn''t bring you here, you would not have a chance to see what the upper class society is."


    Hearing this, Yang Zimei felt that she was going to throw up.


    "Come on, I''ll take you to meet Huo Weili." Yang Jianming hugged Lingling and went to Huo Wenhua. He called out, "Hello, Mr. Huo."


    Huo Wenhua raised his eyes slightly and then looked down at the Pisces plate.


    Seeing that he was completely ignored, Yang Jianming lost his face and said to Huo Wenhua in a loud voice: "Mr. Huo, don''t you recognize me? I am the son of a city official. "


    "Yes, but please don''t disturb me." Huo Wenhua''s light way.


    Yang Jianming looked embarrassed and looked up. Seeing the irony of Yang Zimei''s lips, he was even more shameless. He gave Huo Wenhua a vicious look, but he didn''t dare to attack him. Because that was not the person he could offend in person, he had to take his woman to another exhibition cabinet.


    "Mr. Huo --"


    Yang Zimei went to Huo Wenhua and said hello to him with a smile.


    When he was disturbed again, Huo Wenhua looked at the very classical girl in front of him, who was only about 15 years old. When he saw a little cinnabar mole between her big eyes and her eyebrows, his eyes lit up with joy.


    On that day, the little girl who knew how to look for dragons and explore the geomantic omen gave him a deep impression. Moreover, since his father was buried, his business began to take off and everything went smoothly. He became the largest real estate agent in Hong Kong. In recent years, he began to dabble in antiques and jades. He made a lot of money and quickly climbed to the top 10 of the Forbes rich list It''s as like as two peas.


    He once asked several famous geomantic experts to help him investigate the burial site. They all said that it was a lucky cave, and wangcaili business.


    "Little sister Yang Zimei?" Huo Wenhua asked tentatively.


    Yang Zimei laughed. "Yes, Mr. Huo has a good memory. No wonder the business grows bigger and bigger."


    "All this is your blessing." Huo Wenhua was very grateful and said, "I didn''t expect that today we are so lucky to meet again. Huo is really very happy."


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