The Feng Shui Treasure Appraiser

118: Chapter 118 A Cunning Rabbit Has Three BurrowsFantasizing is one thing.

But things have to be done one step at a time.

Once Han Jingyang had some free time, he contacted the victims of the Wedding Gown Bride incident, including Deng Xingang, one by one, visiting their homes to help check their situations.

It turned out there weren’t many issues.

He only found a contaminated Buddha statue in one person’s home.

But it was very weak.

Han Jingyang shook the sanqing bell at the statue, and the small amount of sinister energy contained within it dissipated instantly.

After more than half a day, he received a lot of gratitude and four hundred thousand in cash.

His appearance fee was one hundred thousand; that was the price whether he had to work or not.

If he actually had to perform a task, the price would increase.

However, their situations were so minor that he didn’t charge extra.

On the 15th.

Han Jingyang was finally completely free.

He turned to look at Liu Jing. ”Want to go car shopping with me?”

”Car shopping?”

”Yeah, buy a luxury car. With my current status and wealth, driving a cheap hundred-thousand-yuan car is a bit beneath me. I’m not talking about Bentleys or Rolls-Royces, but it should at least be in the million-yuan range, right?”

”Boss, you’re really getting ahead of yourself.”

”You don’t understand, this is called social etiquette. With my status, position, and fame, if I go out driving a beat-up Haval, people will think I’m pretending to be humble or just showing off. Conversely, if I drive a luxury car, they’ll think it’s only natural.”

”Can’t you just be unique?”

”I could, but there’s no need. Besides, luxury cars have no flaws other than being expensive, while ordinary commuter cars have no advantages other than being cheap.”

”To put it bluntly, it’s just your vanity talking.”

”Hehe, if I give it to you to drive, will you drive it?”

”I’ll drive it. Only a fool wouldn’t.”

Half an hour later.

At a Mercedes-Benz 4S dealership.

Led by a female sales representative, Han Jingyang and Liu Jing looked at the cars one by one, occasionally getting in to test the feel.

In just ten minutes, they settled on a Mercedes G-Wagon.

There was no other reason than it being spacious and powerful enough.

Sitting in the driver’s seat, the field of vision was completely different.

He used to think the Haval had a good view, much wider than a sedan.

But compared to the G-Wagon, it was definitely a shorty.

The price?

Han Jingyang paid the bill with style.

Full payment.

He didn’t even haggle.

Unfortunately, that was just a display car. A new car would take a few days, and with the paperwork and everything, it would take about a week.

The saleswoman naturally added Han Jingyang on WeChat. ”Sir, I will inform you as soon as there is any news.”

But her actual sinister intentions were clear even to Liu Jing.

Once they left, Liu Jing said indignantly, ”What a green tea bitch, she’s just trying to seduce you. Boss, you must hold your ground. Don’t ever get involved with women like that—they’re money-grubbing and shameless, and they’ll try every possible way to empty your wallet. When you have money, you’re the master; when you don’t, you’re nothing. Got it? People’s hearts are sinister; you can’t let your guard down.”

Han Jingyang couldn’t help but laugh out loud.

Liu Jing, this little woman, actually had such a cute side.

Did this count as being jealous?

Amusing.

However, that saleswoman’s figure really was good—all the right curves in all the right places. Her long legs were no worse than Liu Jing’s, and she dared to wear revealing clothes, like those black stockings...

Cough, cough.

...

The Capital.

Inside a well-known sanatorium.

Elegant greenery, flowing stream water, rockeries and pavilions complementing each other; a pebble-paved path passed through a circular archway, winding its way to lead people into an antique-style room.

Inside the room, an old bald man lay on a hospital bed.

The old man seemed to be in a deep sleep, but he was hooked up to a ventilator and monitors; he could pass away at any moment.

Seven or eight people were gathered around the bed, men and women, young and old.

In addition, there was one doctor and two nurses.

The oldest among them, a middle-aged man, frowned and said, ”Regardless of whether it’s true or false, we have to try. Besides, I’ve asked around; that Han Jingyang is extremely famous. The overnight collapse of the Dingshen Group in Quancheng was his doing. Investigation records also show that Han Jingyang did indeed save two old ladies who were on the brink of death.”

A middle-aged woman in her forties with permed hair roared, ”You actually believe such a ridiculous rumor? What kind of person could have such great ability? What kind of charlatans haven’t we seen growing up? How many of them actually had such skills? Besides, even if that Han Jingyang has real ability, could he be more powerful than the monks of Baoguo Temple, Lingguang Temple, or Tanzhe Temple? These monks are all helpless, so what use is a young man in his early twenties?”

A Xiao Pingtou in his thirties also nodded in agreement. ”I’ve also carefully studied Han Jingyang’s background. He comes from an ordinary family and has never been in contact with metaphysics. He studied archaeology in college and opened an antique shop with borrowed money after graduation, which almost went bankrupt. His girlfriend even broke up with him because of it. It was only a few days after the breakup that he suddenly transformed into a so-called metaphysics expert. Big brother, do you really believe he’s a true metaphysics expert?”

The middle-aged man frowned. ”But he is the only hope.”

The woman with permed hair snorted. ”I still trust doctors more. Professor Zhao, what is your opinion?”

The doctor in the white coat pushed up his glasses. ”Personally, I suggest not believing in metaphysics or so-called folk remedies. I don’t deny there are successful cases, but the reason metaphysics is metaphysics is that successful cases cannot be replicated, and even experience cannot be accurately and clearly passed down. Its reliability is several grades lower than even Chinese medicine. In other words, the risk is extremely high.”

The middle-aged man frowned. ”But... dragging it out like this isn’t an option either.”

”Mr. Li, your father is nearly ninety years old and suffered serious injuries when he was young. His bodily functions are severely damaged; any situation is possible now.”

”In other words, you have no way either.”

”Correct, but we can maintain your father’s current state. Maintaining the status quo means there’s still a chance. Taking the risk of going to Quancheng now will most likely result in an accident, with only a tiny probability of a miracle. So, Mr. Li, how do you choose?”

There was a long silence.

The middle-aged man snorted. ”Then we’ll wait a bit longer. I’ll make a trip to Quancheng personally.”

After saying that, he turned and left.

...

Han Jingyang had no idea that a big figure from the Capital was looking for him.

After buying the car, he didn’t have much left in his savings—less than five million.

This money also had a purpose.

He planned to buy a villa for his parents, grandparents, and sister to stay in temporarily.

When rebuilding the old house, they would need a place to live; they couldn’t stay in a hotel every day, could they?

Renting was an option, but how could that be as comfortable as living in one’s own home?

Just buy it.

If push came to shove, he could sell it after they were done with it.

It might even appreciate in value.

Villas within the Quancheng city limits were unlikely to depreciate.

Even if it did depreciate, it wouldn’t matter; I’d live in it myself.

Although living with family is very warm, there are always times when one needs independent space. Having a villa of one’s own would be very pleasant.

Moreover, the career I’m pursuing now isn’t very suitable for living with family every day.

In the future, with Liu Jing and Shi Xiaoya by my side, I can’t exactly have them follow me home to sleep, can I?

Plus, as I get more and more props, I need to find a place to store them.

Storing them at home is asking for trouble. If someone targets them, wouldn’t my family be implicated?

Hmm, looking at it this way, one villa isn’t enough.

At least two.

Even a wily rabbit has three burrows.

I can’t be worse than a rabbit, can I?

Besides, it’s not like I can’t afford it.