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  Li Yajuan walked into Wang Zigui's office.

  "Director Wang, you're looking for me?"

  "Yajuan, come on over and sit down." Wang Zigui beckoned with his hand and immediately asked, "Tell me, does that little brat Xiang Tianliang understand Feng Shui?"

  Li Yajuan smiled slightly and sat down beside Ye Nan, saying: "I was just criticizing him these past two days."

  "Oh, what's going on?" Wang Zigui seemed very interested and his attitude was more gentle than usual.

  "It's like this, Little Xiang has six uncles in his family, and the fifth uncle, Xiang Yunqiu, has been learning some skills related to divination and Feng Shui from Master Deming of Yuntai Temple in Binhai County since he was young. Now he makes a living by fortune-telling and is quite famous in the Binhai area. Little Xiang didn't come back home for Chinese New Year this year, but his family asked Fifth Uncle to bring some things over. When Fifth Uncle came to find him, he took a glance at the entrance of our Construction Bureau's office building and said with a cold face, 'Which idiot designed this building? This is harming people!' And then he left... Just like that, the speaker didn't mean anything, but the listener took it to heart. Little Xiang likes to nitpick, so after hearing this, he started paying attention to it every day, and would often go to the entrance of the office building for no reason. He's afraid you'll scold him, but he told me privately that our main gate has design problems, and when it was built, some idiot must have designed it without considering Feng Shui issues. The old director left in a sorry state, which should be due to bad Feng Shui. This won't do, if things go on like this, someone might even die in the future."

  As she listened on, Wang Ziguang's face turned solemn, and upon closer inspection, a hint of piety and reverence could be seen on her face.

  Why did she say that? It turned out that Wang Zigui had been very superstitious since childhood, and although he had participated in work after growing up, his ideological awareness had improved somewhat. However, a marriage change made him thoroughly return to the starting point. Later, in the western region, he experienced three marriages, and all three husbands died abnormally, which thoroughly trapped him in the world of fatalism and could not extricate himself. If it weren't for his low cultural level and being confined to his own identity, he might have become a disciple of that aspect long ago.

  The prince Gwi-dong believed in Feng Shui and had learned a bit of nonsense from hearsay, but it was only superficial and couldn't satisfy her psychological needs.

  Slyly glancing at Wang Zigui, Li Yajuan and Ye Nang exchanged a knowing look, both delighted in their hearts. Towards Tianliang was indeed cunning, instantly striking the old lady's weak point.

  The prince was stunned for a while before slowly regaining his composure, raising his head to ask: "Yajuan, Xiaoye, does this little guy really understand Feng Shui?"

  Good guy, used to be called stinky brat, now it's Xiao Xiang.

  Li Yajuan looked serious and said, "This can't be said to be good, anyway, usually old nagging about these things, very used to it."

  Yenan suppressed a smile and said: "This guy seems to understand a little bit of everything, but also doesn't seem to be proficient in anything, it's hard to say."

  Wang Zi Guo Dao: "Xiao Ye, call him over, I have something to ask him."

  Ye Nan responded with a sound, just got up and didn't walk two steps, was stopped by Wang Zigui again.

  "Wait a minute." Prince Wang gave a cunning smile, picked up the phone and dialed a number. "Old Liu, tell Xiang Tianliang to come to my office immediately."

  Putting down the phone, Wang Zigui leaned back on his chair and looked at Li Yajuan and Ye Nannan, saying with a pleased expression: "That little rascal Xiang Tianliang is really good at charming people, I'm afraid you two will sell me out."

  Ye Nan's face was full of grievance, "Director, you don't trust us that much?"

  "Haha, in these times, it's easiest to produce traitors and Han traitors." Wang Zigui waved his hand, the words he spoke were always good at hurting people.

  Xiang Tianliang walked in cautiously, his face a bit pale. Of course, Li Yajuan and Ye Nannan knew he was pretending.

  "Director, you're looking for me?"

  The prince grasped a pair of old eyes staring at the sky, with a gaze as sharp as a knife.

  "You little scoundrel, this is a three-court trial. I won't repeat the policy again. You'd better think carefully, if you utter even half a sentence of nonsense, I'll send you to the first floor to keep company with Old Master Chen."

  Tian Liang looked confused as he stood in front of Li Ya Juan, her foot lifted and pressed against the back of his heel, and he immediately understood.

  "Director, what do you want me to say?"

  "Hmm, what have you been up to these past few days?"

  "I was just organizing files and documents in the archives room, didn't do anything else."

  Prince Gui stretched out his hand and knocked on the table, his face stern: "Don't think I don't know that those files were really organized by you? Besides that turtle, who else can organize files so well?"

  Xiang Tianliang held back his laughter and asked: "Director, which one is the turtle with its head withdrawn?"

  "You little scoundrel, stop talking nonsense! Xu Hengtai is a turtle hiding in its shell, and a turtle hiding in its shell is Xu Hengtai. This old rascal has ruined my whole life, now he's hiding at home and doesn't dare to see me. What else could he be but a turtle hiding in its shell?"

  Xiang Tianliang's heart was chilled, he didn't expect that after thirty years had passed, the old hag still harbored a grudge over the events of those days, and as soon as she started talking about it, her eyes would blaze with anger, no wonder Master Xu wanted to retreat in haste.

  "Director, you are right, Xu Hengtai is a turtle with its head drawn in, and the turtle with its head drawn in is Xu Hengtai."

  "Shut up." Prince Gui slammed his hand on the table and shouted, "I can scold him like that, but you little brat can't, because you're a guilty conscience, heh heh."

  Xiang Tianliang accompanied a smile and said: "Director, I don't understand, how did I wrongly bear the crime?"

  The prince coldly stood up and walked over to Xiang Tianliang's side, suddenly slapping his butt.

  Li Yajuan and Ye Nan couldn't help but laugh at this, and they naturally thought of their own buttocks, which had also been "served" by Xiang Tianliang in the same way.

  "You listen up, you've got four crimes on your hands. I'll list them out for you one by one. First crime: you harassed the leader's daughter, punishable by expulsion. Second crime: you faked and deceived others, sleeping in the archives room during work hours, also punishable by expulsion. Third crime: you used your charm to seduce female colleagues Ye Nan and Li Ayuan, again punishable by expulsion. Fourth crime: as a deputy section-level cadre of the Construction Bureau, you concealed and didn't report existing problems within the bureau, once more punishable by expulsion... Ha! You're guilty of too many crimes!"

  The third item, using color to seduce female colleagues Ye Nan and Li Yajuan, made the two female bystanders blush.

  Tian Liang didn't seem to mind because he was now a seasoned veteran, with thick skin and a dark face. The two women behind him were his own, so there was nothing to be ashamed of. It could be seen that the old hag was just suspicious, but as long as they weren't caught in the act, it was just a murky account between men and women.

  The prince glanced at Ye Nan and Li Yajuan, "You two don't try to deny it, do you think I'm a blind old lady? Every day, helping that stinky little brat run back and forth to that turtle's house, aren't you tired? This stinky little brat doesn't give you any benefits, how can you be so devoted? What else could he have to offer, isn't it just that thing?"

  The old hag's eyes are poisonous, Ye Nian and Li Yajuan blushed and exchanged a glance, neither denying nor acknowledging.

  "You stinky brat, how about it? Am I right or not?"

  The prince sat back in his chair, narrowing his eyes as he gazed towards the brightening sky, a self-satisfied expression on his face.

  "Director, the first three points you mentioned are somewhat reasonable, I guarantee that I am working hard to correct them. But this fourth point, I don't understand what 'concealing and not reporting existing problems in the bureau' means, could you please explain it?"

  "Still pretending, I'm asking you, for the past week, every day several times, you've been lingering around the front gate, what are you doing? Are you trying to cause trouble?"

  "This, this... it's hard to say." Tian Liang looked very embarrassed.

  "Prince Gui's old face turned stern again, 'Hmph, Xiang Tianliang, if you don't confess the truth, I'll have to send you to guard the gate. My methods are always ruthless and unyielding. You should understand that even the municipal party secretary has to respectfully address me as "Big Sister" when they see me. Dealing with you is easier than crushing an ant.'"

  Director, it's like this. Some people say that the feng shui of our Construction Bureau office building is problematic. They also say that if we don't make corrections, the whole building will be unlucky and there will be a disaster with bloodshed in the future.

  "Who said this?"

  "I am Wu Yunchu's fifth uncle."

  "Does he understand Feng Shui?"

  "Yes, he has been doing this for decades."

  "Oh, is it famous?"

  "How to put it, this is how my fellow villagers evaluate me. In our Bin Hai county, when it comes to feng shui, my fifth uncle says he's second best, and no one dares to claim they're the first. We Bin Hai people have two phrases that roll off the tongue: 'Old Five from the Zhao family has descended from heaven, predicting life and death is not as good as seeking immortality.'"

  "What a big tone!"

  "That's just flattery, mere flattery." Xiang Tianliang said with a smile.

  "Looking at your mysterious and pretentious appearance every day, do you also understand Feng Shui?" Wang Zigui asked Xiang Tianliang.

  Xiang Tianliang nodded, "To be honest with you, Director, I learned a thing or two from my fifth uncle back in the day. If I hadn't gotten into college and now have a job, I might've become the second Fifth Uncle."

  "Alright, hearing is false, seeing is true, I want to see your fifth uncle."

  "Director, is this, is this proper?"

  The prince Guei stared and said: "What's not suitable? Truth is in the folk, I'm the leader, if I say it's suitable then it's suitable."

  "Oh... what a coincidence! My fifth uncle comes to Qinghe every month and is now selling at the Qinghe antique market."

  "Really? Then let's go see him." Wang Zigui stood up, "Everyone go together, Yajuan, Xiaoye, you two also come along and get to know this master of physiognomy from Bin Hai."

  "Is it now?"

  "Of course," said Wang Zigui with a wave of his hand. "I'm afraid if I go late, you little scoundrel will collude with your fifth uncle to cheat me."

  With a fiery passion, she thought of one thing and then another, it was Wangzi Gui's style to act on the spot, saying go and going without waiting for dawn to break again, she waved her hand and took the lead in walking out.

  Xiang Tian Liang followed behind Wang Zi Gui, feeling a huge sense of relief in his heart. "Stinky old lady, stinky old lady, as long as you're on this road, we'll definitely take you down."

  He put his right hand behind his back and made a gesture towards Li Ya Juan and Ye Nan.