Xu was sincerely convinced, but Qin Guan's mouth was open wide.
"I’ll hang a compass on the window and a mirror on the sill to reflect the light..."
"The most important thing is having a Guandi shrine on your reception. You should offer him three scented candlesticks a day..."
Xu nodded again and again, while Cong Nianwei finally burst into laughter. Qin Guan was getting more and more curious. He walked over and interrupted them.
"Wait a moment. This sounds strange. Master, what are you planning for my firm? Lions? Guandi?"
Zhong Changjie was stunned. Twisting his macrochaeta, he answered, "What's the matter? My plan worked for the gangster headquarters..."
Everyone burst into laughter.
"Master Zhong, this is an accounting firm. It engages in finance..." Xu reminded him awkwardly.
Zhong's hand shook as he
pulled several of his hairs out. The bastard didn't clarify about the situation. I thought it was another one of his father’s stores! I was totally wrong! Their clients would get scared if they saw a shrine of Guandi.
He put the blame on Xu. "You should have told me in advance. I would have made a different plan."
To restore his image, the master opened his bag and searched through his tools.
Holding a heavy golden compass in his hand, he took a deep breath and then let it out. He looked completely cheered up.
"Ha!" He cleared his throat. Lan Jin, who was still laughing beside him, fell down from his chair with a startle.
The master stood up straight and held the compass up. The compass began to spin
spin fast. A few minutes later, it stopped. The hand of the inner dial overlapped with the red line on the outside dial.
"A fortune will be made here. The boss should sit in this spot. Put a dharmvessel here to attract riches and good luck."
Everyone looked at the spot speechlessly. That was Qin Guan's desk, which had been designed by Cong Nianwei. The master was really smart. Anybody could become a master!
Xu was convinced though. He decided to buy a dharmvessel for Qin Guan.
Qin Guan shook his head and shouted at his staff, "Okay, get back to work! There is only a little time left. I’ll take you all out in the evening! My treat!"
"Wow! Long live our boss!"
"Thank you!"
The girls and Lan Jin applauded before they returned
they returned to work happily. Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.
They all looked at each other. Who is it? The property staff of the building? The neighbours?
Qin Guan went to answer the door. "Who’s there?"
A familiar stranger was standing outside the glass wall.
It was Qingmu from Citizen. He looked like a sun-dried frog who had cried its eyes out. He seemed to be saying something to Qin Guan. who hastened to open the door for him.
"Mr. Qingmu? What are you doing here?"
Qingmu kneeled down before Qin Guan.
"Mr. Qin Guan! Help me!" He collapsed on the floor of the front hall, looking like he had been relieved off a heavy burden.
Everyone rushed over, stupefied by the scene. It was sad to see a strong man crying and murmuring crying and murmuring like that. Qin Guan felt strange. A lot of strange things were happening that day.
Zhong twisted his macrochaeta again. "The gentleman’s temples look dark and his forehead is dim. I’m afraid his life is in danger."
He is lying on his stomach. How can you see his forehead and temples?
Qingmu looked upset at his words. Suddenly, he looked up.
"Exactly! I’m doomed, Mr. Qin Guan! Only you can save me!"
Zhong shook his head proudly as Xu looked at him in admiration. Confused, Qin Guan pointed to his office.
"I don't know what's going on, but let’s talk about it in my office."
Qingmu agreed. He had succeed in convincing everyone that he was devastated. He climbed up from the floor and wiped his tears on his sleeves, forgetting about his dignity.