Chapter 64: [015] Meet Huo Wenhua again (1)

Yang Zimei found his Pisces display case.
In front of the showcase, stood a man in a gray-black suit, accompanied by a young lady in an elegant dress, presumably a secretary or the like, holding a book to record what the man said.
Yang Zimei felt that the man was a little familiar, and a closer look turned out to be the Hong Kong merchant Huo Wenhua, who made her the first bucket of gold that day.
Ten years have passed, and he hasn't grown old at all. Instead, he shows the spirit of a successful man. However, there is a faint red streak at his eyebrow, which is a face of peach blossoms, and there will be a disaster.
"Lingling, do you know who is who?" Yang Jianming's voice rang again.
"I don't know. It looks like it's rich."
"He is the organizer of this antique auction, Hong Kong's richest man Huo Wenhua. I visited him with my dad yesterday." Yang Jianming spoke with a contented voice.
"It's amazing. You even know the rich."
"That's natural. What kind of person am I?" Yang Jianming deliberately walked to Yang Zimei with a proud look. "The people here are hardly anyone I don't know. They are all rich and entitled." If I hadn't brought you here, you wouldn't have a chance to see what a high society is. "
Hearing this, Yang Zimei felt like he was going to vomit.
"Come and come, I'll take you to know Huo Fuhao." Yang Jianming embraced Lingling who walked in front of Huo Wenhua and called out familiarly, "Hello Mr. Huo."
Huo Wenhua looked up at him slightly, then looked down at the Pisces dish.
Seeing that people completely ignored him, Yang Jianming's face could not be stopped, and he shouted loudly to Huo Wenhua: "Mr. Huo, don't you recognize me? I am the son of the municipal party secretary."
"I do, but please don't disturb me," Huo Wenhua said lightly.
Yang Jianming looked embarrassed, looked up to see the taunt of Yang Zi's eyebrow lips, and lost face even more. He stared fiercely at Huo Wenhua, but did not dare to attack, because that was not a person he could offend in person, but only with The woman stumbled to another showcase.
"Mr. Huo--"
Yang Zimei walked to Huo Wenhua and greeted him with a smile.
When disturbed again, Huo Wenhua looked a little displeasedly at the girl with a classic temperament, only about fifteen years old. When she saw a little cinnabar mole between her big eyes and the brows, he His eyes lit up with joy.
On that day, the little girl who knew how to look for dragons and explore caves to see Feng Shui impressed him very much, and since his father was buried, his business has begun to take off, and everything is done smoothly. He has become the largest real estate agent in Hong Kong in recent years. Since then, he has been involved in antique jade, and he has been lucky. He made a lot of money and quickly climbed to the top ten of the Forbes rich list, exactly the same as she said that day.
He used to find several famous feng shui masters to help him survey the burial site, and all of them said that it was a good point and a good 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."
"All of this is a blessing to you." Huo Wenhua was grateful. "I didn't expect that we can meet again in such a destiny today. Huo is really happy."