The room is very high in specifications, the decoration is simple and heavy, and the piles and pieces are very particular.

Seeing that Jackie Chan was happy, he pushed the door open and the crowd stood up quickly.

In the room, Wang Mumu, his assistant, Chen Feng, retired Beijing official Lao Lei, and two beauties who accompany him, host Chen Fangfang and beautiful senior executive Ding Xuan.

"Grandmaster." Chen Feng came over to greet him with a smile.

"Old Chen, you are not busy making money, so why are you still the peacemaker?" Lao Gao said calmly.

"Enemy should be resolved rather than to make friends. There are many friends and multiple roads. Besides, how can I see you if I don't come?"

"That's the reason." Lao Gao responded.

Each of them sat down, Zhang Shang’s five people, he, Chen Lianwei, Gao Xingcheng, Zhao Huashan, and Lao Gao’s driver and bodyguard.

The dinner was led by Zhao Huashan and he will introduce it.

Pointing to Zhang Shang, he said: "This is the vice president of Sanjin Energy Corporation. He has taken over the company's business in full, Young Renjie."

"The young man is young and promising, but the younger generation is terrifying." Chen Feng nodded with a smile, but he was not as enthusiastic as he was to Lao Gao.

Coal bosses are in the limelight nowadays, and they are the darlings of the times. They are all local rich people. They are everywhere on this land. He just smiles at the bosses in the coal boss.

People talk about qualifications in the world. I am so younger than you, so naturally I have the attitude of mine.

Seeing that Zhang Shang was so young, and even the boss Chen Feng praised him, Chen Fangfang's eyes moved slightly and his mind became active.

They were tacitly aware of each other, and Wang Mumu didn't say anything. He just glanced at each other from time to time, sneered in his heart, and asked you to kneel down and lick it later, and took the initiative to send the girl to me for consecration.

The face is not in harmony. After 30 years of drinking, Chen Fangfang frequently toasted Zhang Shang. As a result, this guy took the drink perfunctory, do you like to drink it?

This was the first time she saw such a ungrateful man. She despised him in her heart, but couldn't control the itch in her heart.

However, Ding Xuan remained silent, only looked at her and didn't speak, and was a professional foil.

Gao Xingcheng probably was a little anxious when he was drinking, and he was drunk and said nonsense: "Xiao Wang, I heard you want to consecrate my niece?"

Facing the Supreme God, Wang Mumu cannot be tough. Even if you are a master or a fantasy character, you can only fool ordinary people. Compared with the pleasure of being brave enough to show off in front of the boss, it is completely different.

"This is true, but I am different from other masters. I only use qigong and don't take off my clothes or touch my body."

"Oh..." Lao Gao grabbed the dish and put it in his mouth, rolled his tongue and said, "Is it useful to make you consecrate?"

"This thing depends on the person. If you believe it, it will be useful, and if you don't believe it, it will be useless." The master has the dignity of a master. Even if you are awesome, I will not put my posture too low, as it will make people underestimate it.

"Little girl, do you believe him?" Lao Gao suddenly spoke to Chen Fangfang.

"Faith." said affirmatively.

"Then let him try to consecrate you, so we can also observe it."

"This... has been opened." said a little embarrassedly.

Lao Lei's expression changed, "You bitch, you dare to cuckold me."

"Oh?" Lao Gao touched his nose and asked jokingly: "Have you taken off your clothes?"

"This..." These words were too explicit, and immediately made Chen Fangfang blush. He sensed someone kicked him under the table, and hesitated and said, "I didn't take it off."

"What about you?" Lao Gao was unconventional and went to flirt with Ding Xuan again.

"It's also my first time in contact with Master Wang." He answered respectfully.

"Would you like to let him consecrate?"

"I don't want to." His tone was firm.

"Okay, this is the one among us who believe in the party and science, and do not engage in superstition. I would like to wish you one." The old man stood up with a glass of wine.

Ding Xuan was flattered.

Wang Mumu's face looked a little ugly when he was squeezed. It was originally a grudge between him and Zhang Shang and Zhu Xi, but Lao Gao took it all over and wanted to make a move.

This big boss who could beat the provincial leader and was unable to catch up with him, so he could only use methods to shock him.

After Lao Gao finished the wine, Wang Mumu laughed and went to flirt with Ding Xuan, "Ms. Ding is a beauty in the workplace. Besides the wine on the table, what other wine do you like to drink?"

"The sky is blue."

"Okay, then let's drink the blue sky." Wang Mumu was full of energy.

He took a white porcelain cup on the dining table in front of him, took a small yellow talisman from his body and lit it into the cup, then pulled a tissue to cover the mouth of the cup.

I muttered something in my mouth, as if I was casting a spell.

Zhang Shang and Chen Lianwei looked at each other. When the show came, he quickly stared at it.

In less than half a minute, the tissue at the mouth of the cup began to tremble, and then a burst of moisture came out, making the tissue damp.

At this time, Wang Mumu lifted the tissue, and the burning small paper strips disappeared, a glass of fragrant white wine...

He handed the wine to Ding Xuan and said with a smile: "Taste it."

Ding Xuan was confused and looked confused. The spell happened one meter away from her, and she couldn't see how it was done.

He took the white porcelain cup blankly and took a sip. Although it was not Tianzhilan, it was also white wine. He was impressed and exclaimed, "The master is so amazing."

"Did you see clearly?" Zhang Shang asked Chen Lianwei in a low voice.

Guard Chen shook his head.

Lao Wang cast a spell to shock everyone. Chen Feng's face was shining and he praised: "Master's hand is just a small trick."

Wang Mumu had a smile hidden on his face and said to the Beijing official Lao Lei: "Brother Lei, do you want to drink it? This wine can prolong life."

“Must drink.”

"Okay, the wine is coming." He shouted, picked up Lao Lei's white porcelain cup and slapped it in the air. A full glass of wine appeared again, as if he was scooping it out of the void wine jar.

Chen Fangfang's face was like peach blossoms, and she was so envious that she said to Wang Mumu: "Master, I want to drink too..."

"Okay, what wine do you want to drink?"

"I want to drink red wine to beautify the skin."

"Red wine comes out." Wang Mumu shouted loudly, picked up the white porcelain cup in front of Chen Fangfang and slowly swayed in the air, like a shaking red wine glass.

And in Zhang Shang's eyes, because it was red wine, it was very clear in the white porcelain cup, and the red liquid was so full of nothing...

"Please drink." Wang Mumu handed the porcelain cup to Chen Fangfang.

"Thank you, Master."

The beautiful host has been completely conquered. Her face was heart-warming and unconcealed. She had a bit of teasing, which made people feel a strong possessive desire from the bottom of her heart.

When Lao Lei next to him saw her like this, his expression changed slightly, pretended to cough, and hummed, and Chen Fangfang calmed down.

Take this hand out and happens right in front of your eyes. Zhang Shang was also confused. It turns out that "fantasy" really exists.

People at the dinner table have different hearts, and Zhao Huashan is a little fooled.

People always have awe of unknowable things. They believe in Feng Shui and have a certain belief in themselves.

Only when he is happy and does not change his expression, he will do whatever he wants. It is hard to imagine that such awesome magic can not move him at all.

Wang Mumu always observed everyone's reactions. Seeing that Lao Gao was indifferent, he sneered in his heart, saying that he would kowtow to become a disciple today.

I looked at Chen Fangfang's springy look again. It took a long time since I was consecrated by this beauty. I thought about it and said, "Fangfang, what kind of small animals do you like?"

“I like cats.”

"Okay, then I'll make you a cat." Wang Mumu laughed and ordered his assistant to get the washbasin.

Then put the blank rice plate on the ground, lit the talisman paper, put it on the rice plate, and after showing everyone the wash basin, it was a normal basin and held the rice plate.

He walked around the basin for several more times, muttering words in his mouth, just like a master who has mastered his skills.

"Fangfang, take your kitten."

"Is that done?" Chen Fangfang was stunned and went to lift the basin in a daze, but "Ah..." screamed, almost shaking his eardrums.

I saw a living snake hissing a letter from the basin. Wang Mumu picked up the snake and circled it around Zhao Huashan's neck as a necklace.

Old Zhao's scalp was blown up and he was sweating profusely in an instant.

Where did he, a northerner, play with snakes?

I haven't seen a few real snakes even though I've grown up so big.

The slippery and cool feeling on his neck made him feel terrifying. The bloody red snake Nobuzi was so close that he almost broke down.

If the beauty hadn't been present, there would have been a big guy who was even better than him, and he would have been afraid of being underestimated and would have been underestimated.

Seeing that Wang Mumu's life secretary was so scared that he was so scared, he smiled and took out the camera.

Zhao Huashan could only pretend to be calm and pretend to be nothing but let others take photos.

But Master Wang probably wasn't satisfied, because he was happy but still indifferent.

He walked directly to the power socket, covered the socket with his hands, pulled the snake out one by one, and then put Chen Feng on his neck and Lao Lei. In addition to the two beauties who were panic and screaming and dodging, he actually wanted to put a trap on Zhang.

Before he got close, he saw a cold light flashing through Chen Lianwei's sleeve, splitting the snake in half, and the snake's blood was all the waste.

Wang Mumu was not angry at all. In the eyes of everyone, the horror scene appeared again.
To be continued...