Chapter 135 Longing Across the Phone
Bai Lu picked up the receiver and put it to her ear.
There was the sound of wind whistling on the other end of the phone, and the horns of ships passing by on the river.
The only thing missing was the familiar deep, resonant male voice.
Not knowing where he had gone, Bai Lu tentatively spoke, uttering the name: "Xiao Cheng?"
The receiver immediately responded: "Yes."
The deep, mellow voice, with a touch of languor, stood out remarkably clearly amidst the surrounding chaos.
"Have you eaten?" Bai Lu asked, trying to start a conversation, or rather, making conversation out of nothing.
There's always a strange, inexplicable feeling when chatting on the phone compared to face-to-face conversations.
The man on the other end of the phone replied, "I've eaten," and after a moment of silence, he spoke again: "Have you finished washing the clothes?"
Bai Lu didn't understand his casual, everyday question, and her fingers unconsciously scratched at the edge of the table.
Answer: "I'm done washing."
"Aren't you here yet?"
It seems he mentioned before that traveling by water to the capital of Guangdong would be slower, taking two or three days.
Never mind, I've already asked, there's no going back.
Bai Lu didn't have to wait long before a man's low chuckle came from the other end of the phone: "I'll be there the day after tomorrow morning."
That soft chuckle seemed to be laughing at her poor memory, or perhaps at the fact that she still cared about him.
In short, it sounds different from usual and has a deeper meaning.
Bai Lu covered the receiver, stretched out the long, curved telephone cord, turned around, went to the octagonal table, poured a glass of water, and drank it in a few gulps.
Once his jumbled thoughts returned to normal and his speech became fluent again, he advised, "When you go to another province, you won't know anyone. Don't be so impulsive when things happen. Don't fight with people so easily. The local forces outside are complicated and complex. You know better than I do the saying that even a powerful dragon can't suppress a local snake."
"A head-on confrontation will only hurt you. A moment of patience brings peace, and taking a step back opens up a vast sky. If you really can't stand it, try not to fight in public. This isn't Nanshi, Pingcheng, or Xinzhen; no one will help you here..."
The outside world is a world of self-interest; if you have money, you're a big shot; if you don't, you're just a pushover to be bullied.
On the other end of the phone, Xiao Cheng leaned against the railing, enjoying the river breeze, and listened silently to the girl's long-winded admonition.
He gradually pictured her standing in front of him, speaking softly to him, her face beaming with a sweet smile.
The way he pinches me when he's angry.
She smiled as she picked up some chili peppers for him.
She turned her back to him while sleeping, ignoring his appearance.
As the scene became clearer, Xiao Cheng's brows and eyes, chilled by the wind, were warmed by the moonlight that had fallen from somewhere, and his deep, resonant voice also softened.
"knew."
The simple "I understand" reminded Bai Lu of her stubborn, disobedient three-year-old child: "Don't just say you understand, you have to listen to what I'm saying. I'm not kidding you."
Xiao Cheng looked up and saw the moon in the sky, which had a serious, puffed-up face with a slight upturn at the corners of its mouth.
"good."
"I'll listen to you."
A big shot's promise is more effective than a three-year-old's.
Bai Lu was satisfied and continued to give instructions that she hadn't had a chance to say that morning: "There are many swindlers and pickpockets outside. Make sure you keep the money safe after you sell the cedar wood. Ordinary backpacks are unreliable; pickpockets can open them with a knife."
"Be careful when staying in hotels at night. Not only should you protect your money, but you should also be wary of honey traps. Don't accept those small business cards handed to you under the door... they're a trap..."
Back home, Xiao Cheng's reputation as a tyrannical boss was widespread, and no one dared to slip him a business card to frame him.
It's different outside.
Nobody knows who Xiao Cheng is, nor does anyone care. They just target whoever is rich and set traps for them.
In her later life, Bai Lu followed her father and read countless files, large and small. Whether it was a honey trap or a pig butchering scam, there was always a huge and tightly organized organization behind it.
Use foolish methods to deal with fools, and you also have a sophisticated and meticulous set of specially tailored methods to deal with smart people.
Let alone a greenhorn just entering society, even well-known entrepreneurs in later generations have been secretly harmed by their rivals through honey traps, and were eventually forced to step down from the group they had painstakingly built.
At this time in the previous life, Xiao Cheng and Luo Shiliu were still in the police station, Xiao Wei had already disappeared, and there was no incident involving the kraft paper or the out-of-province smuggling of cedar wood.
Now the trajectory of people and things has changed. Xiao Cheng and Luo Shiliu and the others did not go to the police station, nor will they be released soon. They will need to recuperate for more than a month before they can head south.
They didn't encounter any honey traps after heading south because they were broke and needed to find a job to earn enough to eat.
Only after solving the problem of basic needs like food and clothing can one consider making big money.
In this life, Xiao Cheng, Luo Shiliu, and others left the province ahead of schedule and headed south, where they encountered different people and events.
Bai Lu couldn't guarantee they wouldn't fall into a honey trap, so giving them a few more reminders wouldn't hurt.
On the other end of the phone, Xiao Cheng leaned against the railing at the bow of the boat, the sound of the rushing river in his left ear.
The girl's melodious and clear voice filled my right ear.
The ship sailed for a long time, then stopped shortly after, because she was waiting quietly for his reply.
He agreed, saying, "Okay."
After talking for a while, Bai Lu remembered something: Xiao Cheng hadn't arrived in the other province yet; he was still on the ship.
Ships in that era weren't equipped with wireless or satellite phones, so how did he make the call?
Bai Lu's curiosity usually translates into action: "What did you use to make the call?"
The voice on the other end of the phone replied, "Big Brother."
Uh... indeed befitting the role of the eldest brother.
The eldest brother uses a mobile phone.
The mobile phone is ridiculously expensive.
Xiao Cheng used to have one too, provided by the big boss. Presumably, after he left, he wanted to sever all ties completely, so he took nothing with him, leaving him with no connection whatsoever.
If Bai Lu is not mistaken, the mobile phone that Xiao Cheng is currently using should belong to Jiang Zhengang.
Having satisfied her curiosity and given all the necessary instructions, Bailu was speechless for a moment.
The person on the other end of the phone seemed to have nothing to say.
A long, long silence followed.
Finally, he spoke first: "Asleep?"
"No."
Bai Lu explained, "The telephone is installed in the main house."
Therefore, there was no possibility that she was asleep. Besides, there was a little bald man sitting upright in front of the eight-immortal table, staring at her with a resentful look on his face and eyes.
Bai Lu finally realized she was talking too much, raised her hand and waved the microphone, looking at the little bald man with her eyes asking if he wanted to listen.
But he was ruthlessly rejected by the bald boy.
A man's voice suddenly came through the phone receiver: "Put it wherever you like."
Xiao Wei was dealt another blow.
He rested his chin on his hands listlessly, not wanting to speak.
Bai Lu pulled the phone line over, patted Xiao Guangtou comfortingly, and said into the phone, "Are you going to sleep? Xiao Wei and I are still awake."
"I'm not asleep." Xiao Cheng glanced at the moon in the sky. Usually at this time, she would already be in bed reading.
"You should go to sleep first."
Bai Lu responded with an "Mmm," then made a lighthearted request: "Then say goodnight to us first, okay?"
After saying that, he put the receiver to Xiao Wei's ear.
Xiao Wei's resentful eyes froze. After fidgeting with his left and right hands for a while, he hurriedly pushed the phone back.
Bai Lu directly presses the hands-free button.
(End of this chapter)
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