When Ye Weidong stepped out to the doorway, he saw a middle-aged man dressed in a Taoist robe and a young man, who was indeed the Feng Shui master, Master Yan, introduced by a friend.
"Master Yan, I truly appreciate your coming,"
Ye Weidong said.
Seeing that Ye Weidong's temper had improved, Master Yan seemed to think that Ye Weidong was frightened.
"It's no problem, no problem at all."
Master Yan had arrived in the same BMW as the day before, bringing along Luo Geng and his tools. Although he usually earned his living by fortune-telling, he was ready to take on any task if it was well-paid.
As for Feng Shui, many wealthy individuals and officials believed in it and were willing to spend money on it.
"Master Yan, to be frank, my son paid for that mansion. If you can convince my son, you can name your price!"
"Mr. Ye, your friend introduced me, and even if we have to spend money to avert disaster, I can't overcharge you,"
Master Yan said.