Chapter 468: The Feng Shui Here Is Bad

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

Did he need the approval of a sales manager to make an application? Georges eyes gradually turned sharp. Manager Moh, figure out your positions. The essence of a tomb relocation application is to let the people in the cemetery confirm that the person who moved the tomb is the family of the deceased. Its to prevent others from impersonating and robbing the tomb, not to let you be high and mighty.

Georges aura was oppressive and his expression was cold. At this moment, he was the President of Walton Corporation that everyone was afraid of.

The sales managers face instantly turned pale. He said repeatedly, Yes, yes, yes. Thats not what I meant. What I meant was that we knew in advance so that we could help you prepare Ever since the Walton family had placed the family tomb in the Evergreen Cemetery, this place had become a treasure land. The supply could not meet the demand. There would be some spots inside to take care of some high-ranking officials and n.o.bles. They could provide them in time when they needed them. Therefore, some people who knew about these internal operations would come to him and ask him to give them a spot or a cemetery or something. Therefore, Manager Moh had always been flattered. He was used to being arrogant, so he did not confiscate it when he spoke just now. He had used the Walton family as his signboard for a long time and actually had the illusion of being above everyone.

George didnt even look at him. No need.

Eric sneered. What do I need you to prepare for our familys matters? Who are you to our family? Didnt you see that their family had a lot of people? Each of them had a hoe. In less than half an hour, they could even dig through cement!

Manager Moh opened his mouth. The Walton family was the signature of their Evergreen Cemetery. If the Walton family left, their Cemeterys performance would drop by at least half, so how could he let the Walton family move the grave?

Manager Moh lowered his att.i.tude and smiled apologetically. President Walton, can I understand why you want to move the grave? Did we do something wrong? Can you give us a chance to salvage the situation?

George did not want to waste time explaining to him. It was Emma who shouted kindly, Our Mia said it! The feng Shui here is not good. Our ancestor doesnt like it!

There were also some people around. When they heard this, they were all stunned. No way? The Walton family said that the feng Shui here was bad? That must mean that the feng Shui here was bad! Some rich people also began to consider moving the graves. Those who were not so rich regretted it. They spent a lot of money to buy a cemetery with bad feng Shui here?

Manager Moh felt a headache coming on. He panicked. Aiya, this Who said that our feng Shui here is bad? Kids, dont spout nonsense. If word got out, who would come here to buy a cemetery?! Those who had just bought would probably refund the cemetery! At that time, wouldnt the price of their cemetery fall? It wasnt easy for their cemetery to rise to 560,000 yuan per square meter. Wouldnt it fall to 200,000 yuan per square meter? At that time, everyone who came here would be poor.

Manager Moh felt a headache coming on. The more anxious he was, the more he couldnt think before he spoke. President Walton, look. This childs words carry no harm. How can we listen to a child for such a big matter? Can a childs words be counted? He glanced at Amelia. This childs mouth was so foul. What nonsense was she talking about!

Unexpectedly, when Manager Moh said this, the Walton family looked at him in unison. Their gazes were very unfriendly. Eric held the shovel, as if he was going to come over and beat him up at any time!

Get lost! The hot-tempered Eric patted his palm with a shovel. Manager

Moh wanted to continue fighting, but at this moment, the Walton familys Old Master spoke and reprimanded with a straight face, Who is your cemetery boss? Do you want to quit?

Manager Moh choked and did not dare to speak. It was a small matter if he could not sell the cemetery. It was a big matter if he offended the Walton family. If he ruined his bosss business, he would suffer.

Im sorry, Im sorry Manager Moh, who had been extremely arrogant in the sales department just now, bent down 90 degrees and apologized profusely. I was insensible. I didnt mean anything else. Please forgive me With that, he quickly retreated to the side.

Manager Moh watched helplessly as the Walton family moved the grave. They got into the car and left. In the morning, there were special people in the cemetery to welcome the Walton family. In less than an hour, the Walton family said that they would move the grave. Manager Moh r s heart turned cold.

The salesperson ran over in a hurry and said with a long face, Manager, the orders we received this morning are all returned now