Shen Yunting woke up and returned to the golden year of 1983.
He didn't want to be involved in the police again in this life. He just wanted to hold an enamel vat in the security department of a state-owned brewery and be a janitor in his own right.
Unexpectedly, the unexpected awakening of [Qi-gazing double pupils] can judge the good and bad of Feng Shui, and distinguish the precious energy of time!
While others were fighting for a spot to be promoted to full-time jobs, Shen Yunting spent 20 cents at a junkyard to pick up a Xuande furnace from the Ming Dynasty and took it back to the guard room to flick the ashes.
The new wine in the factory was sour, and the director was so worried that he wanted to jump into the river. Shen Yunting drank tea and moved the rockery in the director's office. The lees came back to life. The director on the spot regarded him as the "Sacred Needle" of the entire factory!
Gradually, the style of the security department changed.
The richest man in the Special Administrative Region spends a lot of money, just asking Master Shen to come to the company to have a cup of tea and give advice on wealth;
The leader of the Cultural Relics Bureau squats outside the security department every day, crying and begging him to give the national treasure an eye;
The powerful and powerful men from all walks of life have crossed the threshold, but they can only line up in the guard room with the aunts in the factory.
Facing the swarming bosses, Shen Yunting looked at his watch helplessly: "Stop squeezing, wait until I get off work. I'm just a gatekeeper."
