"Of course, not now." Ji Wan saw the suitcase in Rong Jing's hand and said hurriedly, "I just want to ask Rong Jing when you are free... If it is convenient, we will come to meet you again."
When Ji Wan spoke, her cheeks felt a little hot.
A Heavenly Master is not a cabbage grown in the field, let alone a Heavenly Master of Rong Jing's level. As long as he is willing, all the wealthy and powerful families will rush to pay him a visit. It was only because she relied on her friendship with Rong Jing that she had the nerve to ask this question.
But Ji Wan couldn't just leave her uncle alone like this -
When she first arrived at the hospital and saw the other person, Ji Wan almost didn't recognize that the white-haired, skinny old man on the hospital bed was the strong and vigorous uncle she had met before.
The Ji family is wealthy and powerful, and Mr. Ji treats every younger generation equally.
At that time, the eldest uncle of the Ji family was not very interested in the Ji family's business in Jing City, so he asked Mr. Ji for a subsidiary of Ji's in Nanfangxiang City and developed his own business there.
Ji's family has invested a lot of resources in the traditional food industry, but has also dabbled in other areas.
Uncle Ji has a longer-term vision. He went to Xiang City to investigate the ecological environment there and then developed a high-tech base there. When he came back some time ago, Ji Wan heard that he had bought a few more pieces of land and was planning to build a folk ecological tourism park to develop into the tourism industry.
Although Uncle Ji looked a little tired at the time, his words and actions were full of ambition. When he mentioned that Ji Wan would be filming again soon, he smiled and asked about her health, and invited her to go over and play for a while after the tourist park was completed.
But unexpectedly, before the folk eco-tourism park was built, her uncle got into trouble for some unknown reason, and not only did he become thinner day by day, but the high-tech base that had been built with great difficulty also began to encounter problems.
Uncle Ji suddenly returned to Beijing this time. In addition to planning to go to the best hospital in the country, Beijing Hospital for a physical examination, he also wanted to find a few masters to help him take a look.
When Ji Wan went there yesterday, she also happened to get Uncle Ji's physical examination report. The report showed that there was no lesion in any part of Uncle Ji's body, but the state of his internal organs was rapidly aging.
It was as if someone had installed an invisible accelerator in his body, which was devouring his vitality at double the rate every minute and every second.
Ji Wan thought of Rong Jing at that time.
But after she told Rong Jing about her own affairs, she remembered that she had not asked Rong Jing in advance. However, she was worried that Uncle Ji had really gotten into trouble and could not solve it. She gritted her teeth and had no choice but to ask Rong Jing now.
But she wasn't sure whether Rong Jing would be willing to help... To be honest, during this period of time, Ji Wan felt that she couldn't quite see through this junior fellow student in the same company.
Feeling a little nervous, Ji Wan bit her lip. Just as she was about to bend down and say "Excuse me", she heard Rong Jing's indifferent voice: "Okay."
Rong Jing tapped the handle of the suitcase with his fingertips, turned his gaze away from her, and nodded slightly: "I should have time these days."
Ji Wan was stunned for a moment, then overjoyed: "Then I'll go back and tell my uncle and the others... Sorry to bother you, Rong Jing... Master Rong Tian."
Ji Wan bowed deeply, and she was too embarrassed to continue disturbing Rong Jing. She just made way for Rong Jing to pass by, and suddenly remembered something. She looked at the suitcase in Rong Jing's hand and said, "Master Rong Tian, do you need me to ask my assistant to take you there?"
"No need." Rong Jing raised his eyes and looked outside the studio. Ji Wan turned her head and looked over there. She found that a low-key black Cullinan had been parked there at some point. A man dressed as a secretary was standing next to the car. He seemed to have noticed that their conversation had ended, so he put down his phone and walked over.
"Mr. Rong." The secretary actually hadn't contacted Rong Jing before coming over, but when he took a look at Rong Jing's calm and indifferent expression, he inexplicably felt that the other party might have already anticipated it.
Thinking of this, the secretary couldn't help but be more respectful, "Sir, I heard that you finished shooting today, so I came to take you back."
"Yeah." Rong Jing looked up at him and nodded.
To Rong Jing, the secretary is also an old acquaintance.
However, the plot was different from what the secretary had secretly guessed. Xie Xuanqing had actually told Rong Jing in advance about his coming to pick someone up.
He seemed to naturally understand where Rong Jing's psychological defenses were, and he would always retreat in order to advance, and Master Rong would be fooled if he was not careful.
Rong Jing recalled the chat records with the other party last night, frowned, then collected his thoughts and handed the suitcase in his hand to the secretary.
Ji Wan watched their actions with some curiosity. Her eyes moved to the respectful secretary and she felt vaguely that the face seemed familiar.
The secretary noticed her gaze and knew that she was the young lady from the Ji family, so he smiled at her politely: "Miss Ji."
Ji Wan also smiled back subconsciously, and then watched Rong Jing follow the other party into the car.
Who is this person?
Ji Wan always felt that she had some impression of it, but after thinking about it, she really couldn't remember it, so she put it behind her mind and took out her cell phone to contact her uncle.
After putting the suitcase in the trunk, the secretary reached out and opened the door for Rong Jing. After Rong Jing got in, he closed the door and sat in the passenger seat.
"Sir originally planned to come and pick you up in person today, but something suddenly happened at the group, so he only asked me to come." The secretary fastened his seat belt, glanced at Rong Jing who was sitting in the back, and explained carefully.
"I know." Rong Jing was not the kind of person who would make trouble for no reason. Although he did not intend for Xie Xuanqing to send someone to pick him up, the other party had good intentions after all, so Rong Jing could not make a complaining face.
But. Rong Jing leaned on the flexible and fitting chair back, and couldn't remember for a moment when he became so familiar with Xie Xuanqing?
So familiar with each other that even the other party’s secretary had to explain to him why Xie Xuanqing couldn’t come to pick him up in person?
But when he thought of Xie Xuanqing's face that looked so much like Xie Chong, many words found it difficult to say.
Rong Jing lowered his eyes, and a small golden hexagram plate slowly emerged at his fingertips.
However, when he put Xie Xuanqing's fate and Xie Chong's fate together into the hexagram plate to deduce the hexagram, a mysterious aura suddenly spread to the hexagram plate at his fingertips, disrupting the originally clear and bright hexagram image into chaos.
Just as Xie Xuanqing looked very similar to Xie Chong, he was clearly 90% sure, but the Heavenly Dao always kept the last bit of the secret hidden and refused to reveal it to him.
It was just this little bit of enlightenment that made Rong Jing dare not easily confirm whether the current "Xie Xuanqing" was really the "Xie Xuanqing" he knew.
What exactly is Tiandao trying to hide from him?
Rong Jing's amber eyes calmly looked at the messy and scattered hexagram in his hand, then he twisted his fingers and gently wiped the hexagram plate.
The secretary had been paying attention to his movements. Seeing him looking at his fingertips with his eyes downcast and a calm expression, although he didn't know what he was doing, he didn't dare to disturb him.
It was not until the driver drove to the downstairs of Rong Jing's building that he gently reminded him, "Mr. Rong? We are downstairs of your house."
"Yeah." Rong Jing came back to his senses, nodded at him, then pushed the door and got out of the car.
The secretary also went down to help him carry the suitcase out. Seeing that he really left without hesitation with the suitcase, he quickly chased after him and stuffed a big red envelope into Rong Jing's hand: "Mr. Rong, thank you for what you did before."
His attitude was very sincere.
The secretary wanted to thank Rong Jing as early as when the paper cart really saved her life, but Rong Jing had been staying in the crew for closed-door filming during that time. Although the secretary had his contact information, it seemed a bit informal to thank him for saving her life only on the phone, so she kept delaying it until today.
As Xie Xuanqing's appointed personal secretary, although his wealth was not as high as those of the wealthy families, he still had some assets compared to ordinary people. The big red envelope he gave to Rong Jing seemed light, but it actually contained a bank card with a deposit of 100,000 yuan.
If you really count it, his life is worth more than 100,000 yuan? The secretary gave this money without any ambiguity.
Rong Jing's slender fingertips gently stroked the red envelope without saying much. He just stretched out his hand and touched it lightly, brushing away the evil spirit from Xie Xuanqing that had been on his shoulder for some time.
The secretary felt his shoulders relax and was slightly shocked, but he didn't dare to ask any more questions. He personally escorted Rong Jing into the apartment building, then returned to the car and left with the driver.
"Is Mr. Rong really that powerful?" the driver was a little curious.
The news about what happened on the Xibei River Bridge was blocked by the authorities because it involved some government secrets. The driver only knew that the other party seemed to have solved a huge problem for the Xie Group, and even the head of the family, who originally did not believe in metaphysics, treated him like a guest of honor and was very considerate. However, he did not know how powerful Rong Jing was.
The secretary sat back in the car. When he heard this question, he smiled with some emotion, but his tone was very serious. He said slowly: "Yes, Mr. Rong is very good."
He can save lives with just a thought, how can such a person not be amazing?
Rong Jing walked to the elevator door and gently pressed the elevator button.
When the original owner bought a house, he didn't have much money, so he chose an old neighborhood. Fortunately, the Feng Shui of this place is good, and there are many flowers, plants and trees planted in the neighborhood, which has a moist and harmonious atmosphere, which is very good for the human body.
Because of this, the elderly and children in the community all look safe and relaxed. For Rong Jing, it is quite nice to see such a scene every day.
"Xiao Rong is back."
Before the elevator came down, an old lady with white hair walked in from the unit door with her little grandson. When she saw Rong Jing, she looked at him carefully for a few times, and then she seemed to recognize him and greeted him with a smile, "I haven't seen you for a long time. I almost didn't recognize you."
Her voice was vague and low, which was unique to the elderly. Rong Jing looked at her carefully twice before he could figure out a general image of her from the original owner's memory.
It seemed that he was the original owner's former neighbor, but because the original owner had been running errands outside, there was not much communication between the two.
After a pause, Rong Jing called out, "Grandma Li."
Granny Li seemed not to notice his unique silver hair. She still responded with a smile, and then said, "You have been busy outside again recently, right? It's good for young people to be diligent, but they should also pay attention to rest."
"Yeah." Rong Jing was actually not very good at communicating with others, especially when the other party gave him kindness and warmth without asking for anything in return.
He lowered his eyes slightly and responded, his gaze falling on the child she was holding.
Just as he was secretly looking up at this strange brother with dyed silver hair, the child suddenly met Rong Jing's gaze, smiled a little shyly, and then hid behind Grandma Li again.
"Oh, Xiaohui is a little shy and doesn't know how to call people. Please don't mind." Grandma Li smiled, then bent down and coaxed Xiaohui to call Rong Jing brother.
The elevator door opened in front of him. Rong Jing stretched out his hand and lightly pressed the side of the elevator, letting Grandma Li take Xiaohui in first, and then he followed into the car.
Xiaohui seemed to be really shy and afraid of people. He followed Grandma Li closely, and his clear eyes would occasionally glance at Rong Jing.
This strange brother feels so special...
Apart from his family, Xiaohui actually doesn't have much of a close relationship with anyone, but he looked at Rong Jing, a man with silver hair and a cold expression, in a daze and wanted to go over and touch him.
The slightly cold fingers were suddenly held by a warm and soft feeling. Xiaohui looked at Rong Jing who was looking down at him, raised his head, and grinned at him.
Grandma Li was a little surprised when she saw this. She touched Xiaohui's head lovingly, then stood up and smiled at Rong Jing, "Xiaohui likes you very much."
Rong Jing hesitated for a moment, touched Xiaohui's head, and said "hmm" softly.
Their two households were on the same floor. After the elevator stopped, Grandma Li took Xiaohui's hand and slowly walked out of the car.
When she passed by Rong Jing's house, she seemed to remember something and pointed to the pot of broad-leaved orchid by the door and said, "I have watered this flower for you during this period, but if you want it to bloom, you still have to move it out to see the sun more."
Grandma Li is very old and weak, so she cannot move such a heavy potted plant.
"I understand." Rong Jing listened carefully, then took action and moved the potted plant to another place.
The evening glow silently poured through the window, giving the emerald green plants a golden hue.
Rong Jing watched quietly as Grandma Li took out the key and her figure disappeared behind the small wooden door. After several seconds, he raised his hand and made a gesture with his fingers.
The dazzling golden light merged into the orange-yellow afterglow, and a small, faint figure appeared in front of Rong Jing.
"Go." Rong Jing raised his hand and pushed the small figure forward.
Xiaohui, who was sitting on the sofa waiting for his grandma to take off her shoes, suddenly trembled, as if something extra was in his head.
The little head couldn't understand this strange feeling. Xiao Hui tilted his head, and before Grandma Li squatted down, he got up by himself, took off his shoes, and said crisply: "Grandma, I can do it myself!"
Grandma Li was shocked, "Xiaohui?!"
Xiaohui followed up and said, "Grandma?"
His smile was still innocent, but it lacked a lot of emptiness. It was like a well-behaved body suddenly had a soul, becoming lively and full of vitality.
Grandma Li stared at him seriously and carefully for a long time before she reached out and hugged him: "Grandma's Xiaohui..."
Xiaohui reached out to wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes, wondering why her grandma was crying.
Grandma Li quickly wiped away her tears and kept holding Xiaohui's fingers in her hand.
"Grandma, I suddenly remembered a lot of things..." Xiaohui said with some confusion.
Grandma Li cried and laughed at the same time: "What did Grandma's Xiaohui remember?"
"I remember..."
The childish words quickly made Grandma Li burst into laughter. She coaxed Xiaohui to watch TV in the living room for a while, and then she went to the kitchen and cooked several dishes in celebration.
After Rong Jing returned Xiaohui's lost soul, he returned to his home with his suitcase.
Before leaving, Rong Jing specially drew a dust-avoiding talisman and placed it at home. After not coming back for several months, the house was still spotless.
Rong Jing put the suitcase in the living room, then found some clothes and took a shower.
When Xiaohui came over, Rong Jing had just finished taking a shower. The hot steam wet her thick and long eyelashes. Rong Jing blinked and walked over to open the door without even having time to blow dry her hair.
"Brother, this is what grandma asked me to bring to you." Xiaohui was holding a large thermos jar in his hand. When he saw Rong Jing open the door, he raised the jar high and said as if to take credit, "My grandma's cooking is delicious!"
"Really?" Rong Jing was always softer towards children. Reaching out to take the thermos, Rong Jing said, "Thank you."
Xiao Hui shook his head and said seriously, "You're welcome."
Then he lowered his voice and whispered, "I know it was you who brought me back, but I didn't tell grandma. This is a secret between us."
A slight warm temperature came from the stainless steel tank. Rong Jing lowered his eyes and said slowly: "... Well, it's a secret."
Xiaohui went home happily after completing the task. Rong Jing looked at his jumping figure for a while before turning around with the thermos.
There was a bowl of soup in the thermos, as well as half beef and egg and half stir-fried Chinese cabbage. The dishes were not rich, but it was more than enough for Rong Jing to eat alone.
Rong Jing took out the soup and saw that there was rice under the two dishes.
Maybe she was afraid that he wouldn't want to cook when he was alone at home, so she just made do with it casually.
Rong Jing finished his meal carefully, washed the thermos and returned it, only to realize that he had not blow-dried his hair yet.
But after such a long time, the ends of his silver hair had become half dry. After wiping it with a towel, Rong Jing was about to look for a hair dryer when his cell phone on the table suddenly vibrated.
Xie Xuanqing: Have you returned home? ^-^
Rong Jing: “…”
Continuing the action of wiping his hair with one hand, Rong Jing lowered his eyes and replied.
Rong Jing: “Yeah.”
Xie Xuanqing: “…” But unexpectedly, he felt that Rong Jing should be in a good mood.
Smiling slightly, Xie Xuan lightly rubbed Rong Jing's name with his fingertips.
"Mr. Rong, would you be so kind as to allow me to treat you to a meal tomorrow?"
Rong Jing: “…” This person is still thinking about the dinner he invited me to.
Realizing this, Rong Jing felt a little strange. But Rong Guoshi was not good at lying. After a moment of silence, he replied directly.
"I forgot to change that suffix back."
“Don’t worry too much.”
After sending the two messages, Rong Jing looked at them for a while, but Xie Xuanqing did not reply immediately.
Rong Jing frowned unconsciously, put down his phone, stood up and went to find a hair dryer to dry his hair.
His hair is flexible and smooth, thick and bright like the Milky Way.
Rong Jing found a hairband and tied his blow-dried hair loosely behind his head before picking up his phone again.
Xie Xuanqing: "But I originally wanted to treat Mr. Rong to a meal^_^"
Rong Jing: “…Okay.”
Master Rong was defeated again.
However, Xie Xuanqing seemed to really understand his bottom line.
They chatted for a while without realizing it. When Rong Jing saw the moon rising above the branches outside, he frowned slightly, put down his phone, and went back to his room to sleep.
The next morning, it was the weekend.
Rong Jing's work and rest schedule on the crew was a bit chaotic before, and he slept in a daze until about ten o'clock before opening his eyes.
After getting up and washing up, Rong Jing went out to water the pot of broad-leaved orchid. Looking at the sunlight not far away, he moved it to a new position.
I don't know when a new bud sprouted in the middle of the orchid. The tiny flower bud was adorned at the top like a grain of rice, trembling slightly in the wind.
Rong Jing paused for a moment, then touched the plant with his fingertips, sending a faint aura of spiritual energy to the broad-leaved orchid.
The already emerald green leaves became even more tender and juicy after being nourished by the spiritual energy. Rong Jing looked at them twice more before turning back.
The phone was fully charged. Rong Jing opened the lock screen and saw that Xie Xuanqing had sent him a message half an hour ago.
After lowering his eyes and reading it once, Rong Jing replied.
As if afraid that Rong Jing would regret it, Xie Xuanqing responded quickly.
Xie Xuanqing: "I'll pick you up."
Rong Jing thought that what he meant by pick up was to have the driver drive over and then go to the restaurant, but the phone rang. Rong Jing took the key and went downstairs, and saw a somewhat familiar black SUV outside the community.
Rong Jing raised his eyebrows and walked over. Xie Xuan gently lowered the car window, and a smile slowly appeared on that familiar cold face: "Rong Jing."
He leaned over and personally opened the passenger door for Rong Jing. Rong Jing lowered his eyes and glanced lightly at Xie Xuanqing, then sat in.
It's early winter and the temperature in Beijing has dropped a lot.
Xie Xuanqing rarely wore a formal suit today, but casually put on a light gray sweater with a white shirt inside. He wore a pair of white sneakers under a pair of dark casual pants, and his slightly messy hair made him look much softer, which further showed his deep contours and superior facial features.
——Speaking of which, the legendary evil god of the business world, the person in charge of the huge Xie Group, the head of the Xie family, Xie Xuanqing, is only 27 years old now.
But the murderous aura on him was still intimidating. Rong Jing sat in the co-pilot seat, and the distance between them was only one meter. The murderous aura as cold as rain slowly spread from Xie Xuanqing's body, but seemed to be controlled by someone, and carefully did not fall on Rong Jing at all.
Rong Jing noticed this little abnormality almost instantly and turned to glance at Xie Xuanqing.
Xie Xuanqing rolled up his sleeves to his forearms and was reversing the car seriously. When he noticed his gaze, he turned around and looked over.
Xie Xuanqing: “?” What’s wrong?
"...Nothing." Rong Jing withdrew his gaze and said calmly.
They went to the same private restaurant as before.
Xie Xuanqing had asked his secretary to reserve a private room early on. When he went there, the dishes were served shortly after he ordered.
"Yue Feng had an accident a few days ago. It just so happened that there wasn't much business during this period, so I gave him a few days off."
It took Rong Jing a moment to realize that Xie Xuan was pointing at the secretary.
A smooth white porcelain teacup was placed in front of him. Rong Jing reached out to take it and took a sip. The faint fragrance of tea filled his teeth and cheeks.
He got up a little late today and didn't have time to eat breakfast. Xie Xuanqing seemed to have guessed this, and after the food came, he served Rong Jing a bowl of rice.
Before Rong Jing frowned, Xie Xuan smiled and said, "I'm inviting Mr. Rong to dinner this time because I want to thank you for your reminder."
Rong Jing blinked his eyes: "Did you take over the land in the east of the city?"
Xie Xuan sat back in his seat and nodded: "Yes. The document was just approved a few days ago."
Rong Jing had just given this reminder casually before.
The feng shui of the land over there is really good, especially since it faces the Xibei River but not opposite it. When the Azure Dragon on the east bank exhales, the water will flow along the river and spread to that side. Xie Xuanqing already has an extraordinary causal connection with the Xibei River Bridge. If he can take over that piece of land, with the help of the Feng Shui Bureau and that trace of dragon breath, he will be able to achieve much more than others.
However, this sentence was just a casual remark to him, but for someone like Xie Xuanqing, it pointed him in countless directions.
Having been in charge of the Xie family for several years, Xie Xuanqing is best at seizing every tiny opportunity.
However, this is only one of the reasons. If Xie Xuanqing himself did not want to contact Rong Jing, then he would naturally have other ways to thank Rong Jing.
After all, he has always been a person who does what he wants.
Xie Xuan lowered his eyelids slightly, hiding the deep emotions in his eyes.
Rong Jing's expression also didn't change much: "Is that so."
Xie Xuan smiled slightly, not minding it. He glanced at the dishes on the table and used the serving chopsticks to pick up a piece of minced meat sea cucumber that was placed a little further away for Rong Jing.
His posture was very natural. Rong Jing glanced at the fresh and tender sea cucumber in the small bowl: "..."
But when the other party saw him silent for a moment, he smiled and asked in confusion: "Mr. Rong, don't you like it?"
...I can’t say I don’t like it.
Rong Jing frowned. Not to mention that he was not sure yet that Xie Xuanqing was the reincarnation of Xie Chong, even if he was sure, he and Xie Chong did not seem to be so... close back then?
Just like the previous time, there was a subtle sense of boundaries being breached.
He is not disgusting, but his presence is distinct because of Xie Xuanqing himself.
Fortunately, Xie Xuan did not continue after this move. Rong Jing hesitated for a second, but still picked up the sea cucumber and ate it.
The sea cucumber itself doesn't have much flavor, but it has a strong umami flavor that is extremely prominent. The finely chopped meat melts into the softened sea cucumber meat, and the salty and fresh taste immediately fills the taste buds.
A hint of satisfaction unconsciously flashed across Rong Jing's eyes - and even his previously cold expression softened a lot.
Xie Xuan smiled slightly, then quietly concealed it.
"I heard that the filming of 'The Record of the Heavenly Master' that you, Rong Jing, starred in has been completed?" Xie Xuan took a sip of tea and asked casually, "What are your ideas for the next step?"
Rong Jing frowned: "Maybe I'll take another one."
After the filming of "The Legend of Heavenly Master" was completed, the obsession left by the original owner became much calmer, but it was not completely resolved after all. After considering it, Rong Jing had no choice but to continue taking on acting roles.
"Is that so..." Xie Xuan whispered, "I do have a script here, which was handed over by a company below. They said it's good. Rong Jing, do you want to consider it?"
Xie's Group was a large company, so it naturally had some involvement in the entertainment industry. And because Xie Xuanqing was strong enough, Xie's company also had a lot of resources in the industry.
Rong Jing wasn't the kind of person who didn't want to accept a favor. If the script was suitable, he wouldn't refuse.
Xie Xuanqing didn't say anything more. He just said that he would have someone send the script over when he got back and wait for Rong Jing to read it before making a decision.
Rong Jing paused: "... Yeah."
The meal was a great success for both the host and the guests. Xie Xuanqing signed the bill brought by the waiter and looked at Rong Jing who was still sitting at his seat.
He was dressed rather casually today, with a loose black knitted sweater and his long silver-white hair spread out on top, occasionally poking his skin.
Xie Xuanqing also suddenly noticed that Rong Jing's skin was so tender. After the hair brushed across her snow-white neck, it actually left a light mark, the light pink like peach blossoms extending all the way to the depth of her collar.
After a two-second pause, Xie Xuan looked away: "...Rong Jing, do you have anything else to do?"
His voice was as low and calm as always, "I can take you there."
He wanted to invite Rong Jing to stay for another time. But too much is as bad as too little, so Xie Xuanqing said it very tactfully.
Rong Jing looked down at his phone.
——There is something going on.
Ji Wan didn't know what had happened and the situation seemed a little urgent. She carefully sent a message to Rong Jing, asking if they could meet today.
Xie Xuan's eyes moved slightly, and his tone became more determined: "I'll take you back."
…that’s okay too.
Rong Jing sent a message to Ji Wan, then stood up with Xie Xuanqing.
However, the private restaurant where they ate was a bit far from Rong Jing's home. When Rong Jing returned, Ji Wan and her uncle and others had been waiting at the door for a long time.
The elevator door opened and Ji Wan looked up immediately.
To be honest, she didn't expect Rong Jing to live in such a community at first.
It's not that it's bad, but like the old walls around it, this community looks like just an ordinary commercial housing community. It's full of ordinary fireworks, which is incompatible with the elegance and dignity that seems to emanate from Rong Jing's bones.
Uncle Ji was also a little hesitant. He had been examined in several top hospitals in Beijing in the past few days, and the results showed that there was no disease, except that his organs were aging strangely and accelerated.
When this happens, science and medicine cannot explain it.
Xiang City is a famous Miao area. Uncle Ji also tried to find people in this field to take a look, but for some reason, those masters remained silent after looking at him.
Seeing that his body was about to collapse and his foundation was in jeopardy, Uncle Ji gritted his teeth and flew directly back to the imperial capital, intending to contact several well-known masters in the imperial capital.
Before hearing Ji Wan talking about Rong Jing, Uncle Ji had actually contacted the two masters. But Ji Wan's words were so magical that Uncle Ji was moved and contacted Rong Jing through Ji Wan.
But as he looked at the house in front of him that seemed a bit small, his expression did not change, but he began to worry whether Ji Wan had met a scammer?
——But if he is a liar, then everything that happened before is too coincidental.
After thinking about it for a long time, the moment he heard the elevator door open, Uncle Ji immediately looked over.
She is tall and slender, dignified and calm.
His cool temperament diluted his overly delicate eyebrows and eyes, making him look even more elegant, graceful and charming.
Uncle Ji didn't even notice Xie Xuanqing who was following closely behind Rong Jing at first. He stared at Rong Jing blankly for several seconds before coming to his senses.
"Master Rong, hello." In just a few days, Uncle Ji's hair seemed to have turned a little grayer, and the skin on his hands hung loosely on his bones. He looked like a plant that was about to wither. But he was still in good spirits, polite, and smiling warmly, "I am Ji Wan's uncle, Ji Yucheng, sorry to bother you."
Rong Jing lowered his eyes and glanced at him gently, then stretched out his hand and shook his.
Maybe it was because he was too thin, so the touch of his hand was a little strange.
Rong Jing felt it and could feel that under the loose and dry skin, the little vitality that Ji Yucheng had left was disappearing imperceptibly.
He gently withdrew his hand. Ji Yuben wanted to say something else, but when he looked up and saw Xie Xuanqing standing silently behind Rong Jing, he changed his words to: "Mr. Xie? Why are you here?"
Hearing this, Rong Jing turned around and glanced at him indifferently.
He also wanted to ask, why are you here too?
Xie Xuanqing was calm and composed, and nodded to Ji Yucheng.
Ji Yucheng also reacted. The other party had obviously come out of the elevator with Rong Jing just now, and the atmosphere between the two was obviously not like strangers. It was self-evident why Xie Xuanqing appeared here.
However…since even the legendary evil god of the business world who does not believe in metaphysics has a relationship with Master Rong Tian, then what Ji Wan said before might be true.
Ji Yucheng couldn't help but feel a glimmer of hope in his heart, and his attitude became more respectful.
Moving aside, Rong Jing went over to open the door, then poured a few glasses of water.
Ji Wan sat down on the sofa somewhat awkwardly, and glanced secretly at Xie Xuanqing who was not far away.
She finally remembered why she felt that the person who came to pick up Rong Jing looked familiar.
Because she had seen him following Xie Xuanqing at a banquet.
Thinking of what she had thought before, that she would get more resources for Rong Jing no matter what after this matter was over, Ji Wan: "..."
It's a little embarrassing.
Ji Yucheng took the disposable water cup, bowed his head politely and took a sip, then he got straight to the point and said, "Master Rong Tian should have guessed it... I came here this time because I want to ask Master Rong Tian for help."
He whispered about his situation. In addition to the points that Ji Wan mentioned before, he also said: "...and, during this period of time, I seem to always hear the sound of many insects crawling."
But he carefully checked the place where he lived and did not see any trace of insects.
To be honest, Ji Yucheng was also on edge. His condition was getting worse and worse, but the masters before him had no solution. If Rong Jing couldn't solve it either...
Ji Yucheng felt a chill in his heart. Death was not scary, but being tortured to death by an invisible thing was beyond human psychology.
"You just said that you bought half of the Miao village and built a folk eco-tourism park?"
A voice as clear and cool as jade was heard. Ji Yucheng was stunned for a moment, then nodded hesitantly.
"Is it related to this...?" Ji Yucheng felt a little weak when he asked this.
But when he bought the village, the villagers all agreed. He did not use any coercion or inducement to the local residents, so how could he have allowed anyone to deal such a harsh blow to him?
"Maybe." Rong Jing looked at him calmly, but didn't say anything definite. "You'll know only if you go there and take a look."
That's no problem. Ji Yucheng had ordered construction at the tourist park to be stopped when the accident happened. Now that Rong Jing said he wanted to go there to take a look, he couldn't wait to book a plane ticket for him to fly over there immediately.
But he still had some sense and respectfully asked Rong Jing when he was free.
"Tomorrow." Who knew that before Rong Jing could speak, Xie Xuanqing, who had been silent the whole time, spoke up, "I happen to be going to Xiang City to inspect the subsidiary tomorrow. Rong Jing can just buy a ticket with me."
Rong Jing frowned slowly: "......?"
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