West of Los Angeles, outside Beverly Hills.
The afterglow of the evening shines on the hillside, and a three-story European-style villa stands quietly under the orange-gold sky. The snow-white stone walls, arched French windows and the fountain in the front yard reflect the crystal-like brilliance under the lights, like a private aristocratic castle.
Lin Fang stood in front of the black and gold iron gate, looking up at the "Talon Capital" logo engraved on the doorpost. The wind blew the hem of his gray-blue Zhongshan suit, and his cloth shoes stepped lightly on the gravel path, just like him, calm and silent.
"Mr. Lin, please." A white male assistant in a black suit came over, his voice was polite, his expression was restrained, but his eyes could not hide his vigilance - as if he was not facing a business consultant, but some potential threat.
Lin Fang didn't care. After traveling all over the country for so many years, he had long been accustomed to walking in the indifference and strange eyes of the capital world. He walked slowly, and the small bronze mirror in his arms and the folding compass hidden on his waist gently collided in the night, making a low metallic sound, like the prelude to some kind of ceremony.
In the villa, under the crystal chandelier, Bella Harrison was sitting in the middle of the hall, with a glass of champagne shaking amber bubbles. She was wearing a dark green silk dress, blonde shawl, and a pair of green eyes like lake water, with the luster of a hunter in the light.
"Mr. Lin." She smiled in fluent Chinese, "Welcome to Talon Capital."
"Ms. Harrison." Lin Fang nodded gently, "I heard that you came to me and asked me to take a look at an important Feng Shui bureau?"
"You are quite straightforward." Bella smiled with pursed lips, but did not stand up. Instead, she lifted her slender legs and looked at him like a cat. "Brightlight terminated the acquisition of Beacon Biotech. It is said that you did something?"
"I did something," Lin Fang said lightly, "but the foot was not mine, but your vice president Tom."
Bella smiled even more: "Tom and I were classmates at Columbia University and have worked together for many years."
"Then you should also know that he is a snake that can't be tamed."
Bella raised her eyebrows slightly, and did not refute for a while, but slowly stood up.
"I invited you here to show you our new headquarters."
"Is there something wrong with Feng Shui?"
"Or rather," Bella leaned over, her tone suddenly becoming a little sharper, "I want to see what you are capable of, daring to intervene in our game."
Lin Fang smiled slightly: "I said, I'm not a charlatan, I only look at the qi, not the mysteries."
Bella stared at him for a few seconds, turned and walked out of the hall, "Then let's go, let you see the 'dragon vein of capital'."
...
The car drove into the city center, passed through the dazzling Wilshire Avenue under the night sky, and finally stopped in front of a towering glass curtain wall office building. This is a whole building newly rented by Talon Capital, which is planned to be used as the company's western regional headquarters.
The moment he walked into the hall, Lin Fang frowned.
"Twenty degrees north-west..." he murmured, his eyes wandering around the four corners, "It belongs to the Dui hexagram, Dui means marsh, it is the main cause of quarrels and fights, and it belongs to metal."
Bella observed coldly from the side, and asked with a smile: "You said this building belongs to metal, isn't it good?"
"If it is a law firm or a media, it will naturally be useful. But financial capital emphasizes growth and circulation, and wood is the most beneficial. This place is dominated by Dui metal, so it is bound to be redundant, fighting will occur secretly, and the aura will not gather."
Bella snorted lightly and walked to a rockery pool in the southeast corner.
"What about this pool? The decoration reserved by the real estate developer is said to bring 'water wealth'."
Lin Fang paused and frowned more tightly.
"Is this a rockery?" He squatted down and touched the stone surface with his fingertips. "It is made of sandstone, light and porous, and it does not gather or store water. The water in the pool flows back from the central axis, forming a reverse water situation."
He stood up and his tone suddenly turned cold: "Do you know what this situation is?"
"What?"
"Reverse water situation. It is prosperous outside and leaking inside. It seems to gather wealth on the surface, but it actually consumes energy and loses momentum. It looks lively, but it is actually running in vain. There must be a major financial return or core personnel changes within half a year."
Bella frowned slightly: "Can you resolve it?"
Lin Fang looked around, and after a moment, he walked towards the northeast corner. On the way, he took out a folding compass from his arms, his eyes half closed, and muttered something.
Ten minutes later, he stopped at the northeast corner and said in a deep voice: "This is the Gen position, a place where qi is stored. If you set up a formation here, you can stabilize the foundation."
"What formation?"
"Green Dragon Ascending to the Platform."
Lin Fang's voice was low, with some invisible pressure: "Choose a whole piece of granite, carve the dragon's body three times, with the dragon's head facing south and east, and the dragon's tail winding towards the back wall of the Gen position, and engrave the "Tenglong Picture" on the base. This formation contains wood and gold, stores qi without leaking, and gathers people and gathers momentum."
Bella smiled with interest: "It sounds much more systematic than what our American Feng Shui consultants said."
"Yours is called environmental psychology," Lin Fang said calmly, "ours is called-Feng Shui Numerology."
Bella suddenly took a step closer, and her smile was like a black rose.
"Mr. Lin, I'll give you another chance. Brightlight is competing with us for the next round of financing. You can stand on our side."
Lin Fang's eyes did not move, and his tone was calm: "Who I stand for does not depend on who gives more money, but on who is more courageous. Brightlight's Faulkner still cares about the fundamental fortune of the company, and you... just want to win this game."
Bella's eyes sank slightly and turned slowly.
"You are the most interesting Oriental I have ever seen." She walked close to his ear, and her voice was like a venomous snake spitting out its tongue, "I hope you won't regret it."
...
At four o'clock in the afternoon of that day, Lin Fang had just returned to his small apartment in the suburbs when the phone rang.
It was Faulkner.
"Lin, I found something. Talon acquired a fund project called 'Greenwell Center' at the end of last year."
Lin Fang closed his eyes and thought: "The name sounds like an urban complex."
"That's right. But that plot of land was an Indian cemetery seventy years ago and was later abandoned. Someone tried to start construction three times, and three accidents happened."
"How did you know?"
"Tom told me. He strongly opposed Brightlight to touch this project... But now, the land has fallen into the name of Talon."
Lin Fang opened his eyes and his eyes were stern.
It turned out that Bella was not just setting up a back-water situation, she was using the broken situation to set up a hidden situation in an attempt to bite back Brightlight's roots.
...
This time, it's not just a business showdown.
The battle of Feng Shui has really begun.