The powerful cultivators in the city

The old man was very happy.

"Mr. Huang, you are so polite. If you have any news about magic tools, you can contact me. I am very interested in it."

Chen Hao said, and took out a business card of an advertising company salesman and exchanged it with Huang Wenhui.

According to what Huang Wenhui said, there is more than one magic tool, which means that there may be other magic tools on the earth.

Although with the ancient compass, you can arrange the spirit gathering formation, but the more magic tools there are, the more spiritual energy of heaven and earth will be gathered, which is very beneficial to practice. Chen Hao will naturally not miss it.

"Okay, Mr. Chen."

Huang Wenhui took the business card and took a look at it, and was stunned.

Is Mr. Chen an ordinary salesman?

Impossible!

Huang Wenhui immediately denied this absurd idea.

A big shot like Chen Hao, even the identity of the general manager of an advertising company, is probably far from qualified.

Mr. Chen must have deliberately designed it this way to keep a low profile. He is indeed a master, and even his business card is different from others...

Huang Wenhui was full of admiration, solemnly put away the business card, said goodbye, and turned to leave.

"Mr. Chen, I'm so sorry, I just talked nonsense in front of you..."

The middle-aged customer came to apologize embarrassedly.

Chen Hao smiled and waved his hand, leaned close to his ear, and whispered, "I just passed by an antique shop called Zhongfuyuan, and found that there is a genuine Buddha statue on the far left of the second counter. The store hasn't found it yet. If you like it, you can go and pick it up."

The middle-aged customer was shocked, surprised and happy.

"Mr. Chen, I didn't expect you... I really..."

He was excited, and for a moment, he didn't know what to say.

"Go quickly." Chen Hao smiled and waved his hand.

The middle-aged customer was kind, so he naturally had to give back.

"Yes, thank you, Mr. Chen, thank you so much."

The middle-aged guest bowed repeatedly and left Baoquan Hall with great gratitude.

Seeing this, everyone knew that Chen Hao had given the middle-aged guest a benefit, and they couldn't help but smile bitterly at each other.

If they had known this, they would have reminded him before...

Chen Hao walked out of Baoquan Hall and took out his mobile phone to see that it was not yet ten o'clock.

Du Xueqing's birthday party was at five o'clock in the afternoon, so it was still early.

I guess the fat man is still sleeping. Anyway, he will stay there when he goes back, so why not take this time to look at houses...

Chen Hao thought.

He drove away from the antique street and wandered around the street.

After a few hours, Chen Hao looked at more than a dozen buildings, but he didn't like any of them.

It's not that Chen Hao is picky, but after becoming a cultivator, his requirements are completely different from those of ordinary people.

For example, for cultivation, the method is easy to say, just sit quietly and meditate, but what about magical powers and spells?

I'm afraid that after a few punches, the house will fall apart.

Moreover, cultivation requires a lot of elixirs to assist. Chen Hao will definitely make elixirs in the future, and maybe he will also need to grow spiritual medicines. He can't just use gas stoves and flower pots to deal with it.

In addition, the city is full of smog. In this environment, even if the spirit gathering formation is arranged, the purity of the spiritual energy will be affected.

Chen Hao suddenly understood why in the other world, cultivators have to build caves.

Because only caves can meet these requirements.

Do I have to dig a cave in the mountains?

Chen Hao thought, and shook his head with a bitter smile.

Now he can't get out of society, and his strength is not at that level.

Seeing that it was almost five o'clock, Chen Hao had to give up looking at houses and drove to the address given by Du Xueqing.

Following the navigation, Chen Hao soon arrived in the suburbs, in front of a high-end villa area called Mingyu Villa.

From a distance, Mingyu Villa is located on a gentle low mountain, with multiple hills piled up artificially.

On each hilltop, there is a three-story villa, which is not only high and commanding, but also spacious. The front and backyards, outdoor swimming pools, sports fields and other supporting facilities are also fully available.

The public space is covered with green grass, with flower beds, bamboo forests, pavilions, streams, etc., which look like a landscape in a painting, pleasing to the eye.

Chen Hao's eyes lit up, Mingyu Villa really meets his requirements.

The houses are large and far apart, which is very convenient for both cultivation and alchemy. Moreover, it is located in the suburbs, with fresh air and no pollution.

Very good.

"Excuse me, does Mingyu Villa still have villas for sale? How much is one set?"

When entering the gate, Chen Hao asked the security guard on duty.

"Yes, 70 million per set."

Chen Hao was speechless.

Still have to work hard to make money.

After entering the villa and parking the car, Chen Hao walked towards Villa No. 5 where Du Xueqing's home was.

Looking from afar

, the door of the villa was opened. Although it was not dark yet, the lights were bright inside, people were moving around, and laughter could be heard from time to time.

It seems that Miss Xueqing's birthday party is quite large...

Chen Hao thought.

"Chen Hao, why are you here?"

Suddenly, a surprised voice sounded.

Chen Hao turned his head and saw a young man with a sallow face, who seemed to be overindulging in alcohol and sex, but with a rather rebellious look, holding a heavily made-up woman in his arms.

Zhang Chao?

Chen Hao was stunned.

Zhang Chao is the son of the boss of Guangming Advertising Company where he works now, and serves as the company's deputy general manager.

Although he is called the deputy general manager, Zhang Chao actually knows nothing. He is just a playboy who eats, drinks, gambles, and spends his days outside.

If it were just like this, it would be fine, but Zhang Chao always relies on his status to point fingers in the company, act tyrannically, scold employees at every turn, show off his power, and proudly claim to be a business manager.

Because he is an only child, the boss dotes on him and doesn't care much about him. In order to keep their jobs, the employees dare not speak out.

"I'm asking you a question! Are you deaf?"

Zhang Chao was upset when he saw that Chen Hao didn't come over to greet him, and his face turned cold instantly.

"Honey, who is this? Is he your friend?"

The heavily made-up woman asked in a coquettish voice.

"Bullshit! Is he worthy of being my friend?"

Zhang Chao said disdainfully, "My salesman."

"Why are you talking so aggressively?"

The heavily made-up woman covered her mouth and laughed, "Shouldn't a boss treat his employees well?"

"I'm being polite."

Zhang Chao snorted, "In the company, I always slap them hard. As a boss, you have to maintain your dignity in front of your employees and make them afraid of you, otherwise these grandsons won't work well."

"Wow! Honey, you are so awesome!"

The heavily made-up woman looked admiring.

Chen Hao sneered, turned around and left without saying anything.

He used to be quite concerned about Zhang Chao for work, but now he doesn't need to care.

"Did I let you go?"

Zhang Chao was furious when he saw this, "Get back here!"

Chen Hao turned a deaf ear to him.

"Honey, this salesman is too awesome, right? He doesn't even give you face."

The heavily made-up woman was surprised.

"Chen Hao, are you looking for a fight?"

Zhang Chao was so angry that he rolled up his sleeves and rushed forward.