Northwest dry position

  "Xiao Tang, how do you feel?" Wang Xuebin had wanted to ask this question all along the way just now, but he endured it. There were many people in the organization and it was not certain that someone might hear it and make a small report.

  "I feel almost certain, at least eighty percent sure, and the remaining twenty percent will just have to be left to fate."

  "Really? That's great, even if it's not 80%, but 10%, I must try. Wang Xuebin now trusts Tang Zhendong very much, indeed, originally his hope was less than 10%, he still wanted to fight for it, now hearing that there is an 80% chance, this is almost 100% in his heart."

  Just now, Tang Zhendong also saw the two strong competitors mentioned by Wang Xuebin. One of them has no official luck and is destined to be a writer all his life. The other one has a shallow fortune and recently even has worries about his life. For these two people, Tang Zhendong thinks that Wang Xuebin's position as chief editor is almost guaranteed, and Wang Xuebin indeed has a strong destiny for official rank and wealth, which is almost 100% certain.

  Although he was 100% sure, but this couldn't be said, or Wang Xuebin would feel that he hadn't been of much help. The words had to be serious enough to attract sufficient attention. This trick was learned by Tang Zhendong from Old Ye. It seemed that calling Old Ye "Master" all those times wasn't in vain after all.

  Even if Tang Zhendong only had a 10% chance, he would still use some secret formation to make Wang Xuebin take the position of chief editor, but this would be going against heaven, and going against heaven would have repercussions. Tang Zhendong remembered his master's most serious words: unless absolutely necessary, never take actions that go against heaven.

  Of course, the reversal of heaven also has its size, like this situation, it's as small as it can't be smaller, but even if it's a smaller reversal of heaven, there will still be backlash, and accumulation will become a lot, which is also very frightening.

  Actually, Wang Xuebin doesn't need to make much effort here, his position as editor-in-chief is almost a sure thing. But Tang Zhendong has to work hard to take some of the credit for himself and make Wang Xuebin think that all this is his achievement, so as to maximize profits.

  "Director Wang, this matter requires two steps. First, I need to change the fortune of you and your office, then I will give you two talismans, which you need to send separately to the offices of these two people. Be careful not to let him see."

  Actually, Tang Zhendong's move was also learned from Old Ye. His last sentence left a line of leeway for himself. Although this matter has almost 100% certainty, there is still a possibility of zero point one percent. Tang Zhendong said so just in case, in case Wang Xuebin didn't become the director, he could argue with Wang Xuebin.

  "Go on, go on, Master Tang, you speak, I'll listen."

  "The feng shui of the office is also very important, I took a look and the placement of items here is not conducive to your promotion. First, your biggest mistake is the main position of the office, you chose it wrong, which led to your career being blocked. The main position of the office is in the northwest, according to the Bagua, this is the Qian position, it's the orthodox emperor position. Director Wang should have read about the Three Kingdoms, right? Why did Zhuge Liang make six expeditions to Mount Qi? It was to seize Hanzhong, and Hanzhong happened to be in the northwest of the map at that time. In the Yongzheng dynasty, the 14th Beile was originally a supporting character, but after becoming the Northwest General, he became a hot candidate for the crown prince. Nian Gengyao was also like this, after sitting in the northwest, he didn't even dismount when meeting Yongzheng. There are too many stories in history that tell us, whoever occupies the northwest will inevitably be the uncontrollable king position of the central government. The northwest is the Qian position in the nine palaces and eight trigrams, also known as the heavenly son position, excluding the middle palace. I believe the importance of this position doesn't need to be said."

  "Oh, Master, you mean I should move the table and chairs to the northwest position?"

  "Yes, it must be moved to the northwest," Tang Zhendong pointed in the direction, "it's right here, and even that's not enough. Northwest belongs to metal, so a metal object must be placed on the table, ah, a gold brick would be best. And this file cabinet must be removed, the file cabinet belongs to wood, and metal overcomes wood, it will overcome all the book energy here," after finishing speaking, he pointed east, "the east is Zhen Gua, five elements belong to wood, this place is suitable for placing a bookcase."

  Tang Zhendong pointed and spoke in Wang Xuebin's office, saying seven or eight things, Wang Xuebin took notes one by one with his pen. "Alright, you do these well, at least there is a 50% chance of becoming the editor-in-chief. Tomorrow go to the small alley next to the train station, where there are often some small vendors, and find me. I will give you two talismans, you send them to their offices as soon as possible, understand?"

  Wang Xuebin nodded, "Understood, understood."

  "Alright then, let's do it this way. The sooner we get it done, the better the effect will be."

  "Alright, I'll set it up right away."

  "Alright, you hurry up and settle it, I'm leaving." Tang Zhendong waved his hand and was about to walk out the door.

  "Master Tang, wait a minute, I'll let you go." Wang Xuebin finally overcame the age issue of Tang Zhendong and called him Master Tang with an extremely respectful attitude.

  But anyway, if Wang Xuebin can become the editor-in-chief, he doesn't mind being called Tang Zhendong's dad or grandpa.

  The editorial department saw their director, smiling and sending a young man out of the door with an extremely respectful attitude, as if the municipal party committee leaders had arrived, everyone felt very curious.

  "You can go home now." As soon as Wang Xuebin said that Yu Qingying could go home, everyone couldn't help but look at the clock hanging in the hall: 4:45, still 15 minutes before getting off work. Did Director Wang take the wrong medicine today? How could he be so generous and let Yu Qingying leave early?

  However, some of them had met Tang Zhendong before, on the boat to Kongtong Island. They could guess that Tang Zhendong was Yu Qingying's boyfriend, but what about it? Could he take someone away before the end of work hours? There was no such precedent before. Many of their colleagues' boyfriends and girlfriends had come to visit, but Director Wang had never given them the green light.

  "Director, aren't you looking for me about something?" Yu Qingying saw that Tang Zhendong had come to find her, but the director seemed not to have assigned his own work yet.

  "It's okay, it's okay, let's talk about it tomorrow, you can go off work first."

  Since Wang Xuebin said so, Yu Qingying also packed up her things, took her bag, and bid farewell to Wang Xiaolin, then went downstairs with Tang Zhendong.

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  Wang Xuebin saw Tang Zhendong and Yu Qingying off to the end of the corridor before shouting in his office, "Xu Zhijun, Wang Jidong, you two come over and help me move some tables."

  Wang Xuebin is now from basically having no hope to being full of confidence, there's a saying that goes like this: It's better to believe in its existence than not.

  For this chief editor position, Wang Xuebin must fight for it.