"Isn't this the rule in your industry?" Cheng Guodong insisted on pushing the check across.
"That's their rule, what does it have to do with me?"
Seeing him frown, Qin Xin hurriedly stopped Cheng Guodong from pushing the check again, lowering his voice, "You still don't know his style, he's different from those Feng Shui masters we met in private!"
Cheng Guodong had no choice but to give up the attempt to force the money.
Qin Xin spoke up, "Since you're willing to give us these two red cloth packages, it seems you intend to convey something to us, right?"
Ma Ming smiled, "I like dealing with smart people."
As he said that, he turned to look at Qin Xin, surprisingly not even giving Cheng Guodong a glance.
Cheng Guodong: "..." Are you saying I'm a fool who you don't want to deal with?
"Master, are the beasts on the painting truly our past lives?"