The academic qualifications were not particularly necessary for people in their profession.
"Did Master Lin consider which university to go to? Only we have the major in metaphysics in China." When he mentioned the university, Han Zhengfeng subconsciously proposed his alma mater: "Our university's feng shui department is very good, they brought out a lot of feng shui master. Master Lin might as well consider it."
Lin Qingyin's previous plan was to take the mathematics department and use mathematics to sort out new ideas about numerology. She never knew that a university would have a major in Feng shui.
Zhang Qidou poked Han Zhengfeng's shoulder with his finger and laughed: "I remember you are now a professor in your Feng Shui department. Are you planning to let Master Lin attend your class?"
Han Zhengfeng's knees softened and grabbed Fatty Wang's arm so that he wouldn't kneel: "Master Lin, or don't take college anymore, just come to our school as a teacher!"
Seeing Han Zhengfeng's confused thinking, Lin Qingyin completely stopped thinking about Feng Shui. She thought that her research about Feng Shui could no longer go any further. She better study mathematics.
Lin Qingyin waved her hand and walked towards the car to go home. But the next moment, Zhang Kai called Fatty Wang and said that the boy who jumped from upstairs to the fountain pool in the villa area and hit his head was still in the hospital. When the child’s father learned that the feng shui problem in the villa area had been solved, he wanted the master to go to the hospital and try to wake up his child.
Zhang Kai hoped that Lin Qingyin could take over this incident. After all, the child jumped because of the bad feng shui of the community at the time. If the child really couldn't wake up, this would be a big feud.
Lin Qingyin now owns a real state in the community, which can have a good view of the sea. It can particularly make people have a good mood. Speaking of it, the villa owners will be her neighbors in the future. It was only natural to give a helping hand, so she readily agreed.
When Zhang Kai heard Lin Qingyin's affirmative reply on the phone, he thanked her again and again. After that, he quickly contacted the other party, then he sent the address of the hospital to Fatty Wang's cell phone.
Fatty Wang had to drive to the hospital with Lin Qingyin. The car that will take Han Zhengfeng and Zhang Qidou to the airport had been waiting for a long time, but neither of them wanted to leave.
Han Zhengfeng looked at Zhang Qidou with a bit of entanglement: "Should we follow along and have a look?"
Zhang Qidou rolled his eyes at him unceremoniously: "This is not a matter of feng shui. It's a matter of numerology. It has something to do with my business, but it has nothing to do with your business."
"It has something to do with your business. Can you help?" Han Zhengfeng said after Zhang Qidou said frankly: "Can't I go and open my eyes in the world?"
The two continued squabbling while opening Fatty Wang's car door and quickly got into the car. Han Zhengfeng didn't forget to press the window and said to the driver sent by Zhang Kai: "Send our luggage back to the hotel and cancel the ticket that President Zhang prepared for us. We will buy it ourselves when we come back!"
Fatty Wang turned his head a little speechlessly, and looked at the two people in the back seat: "Do you know how hard to travel during the Spring Festival? You can't buy a ticket if you want to buy it!"
"It doesn't matter if you can't buy it!" Zhang Qidou looked at Fatty Wang with bright eyes: "Looking at your face, Master Wang is still lonely now. Why don't we spend the New Year with you?"
Fatty Wang: "… …"
You two masters are so thick-skinned!!!