Chapter 104 Influence
"Theatre troupe?"
Manager Huang said, "Yes, the predecessor of Lanxiang Cinema was called Fenghua Theatre, which performed traditional operas. That was over sixty years ago, before the great development of the industry began. Is this the person you're looking for, Mr. Chen? She looked no more than twenty years old back then. If she were still around, she'd probably be an old lady now."
Chen Chuan nodded and said, "Well, thank you, Manager Huang."
"Mr. Chen, you're being polite. Mr. Chen solved this matter, so you can be considered Mr. Huang's benefactor."
Chen Chuan said, "The matter is settled. Manager Huang, I should go back as well."
"Okay, okay, Mr. Chen, take care of yourself. You must come and visit us next time. Mr. Huang will definitely entertain you personally."
Manager Huang enthusiastically took Chen Chuan to the car and went back upstairs, wondering in his heart why Chen Chuan was looking for that woman who lived who knew how many years ago.
But when he thought of this, he didn't know if he had thought of something, his face turned pale, and he trembled as he took out a handkerchief to wipe the sweat off his face. He calmed himself down and said, "It's solved, it's solved, I'll get some sleep, it will be fine after a good sleep."
As for Chen Chuan, he took a bus all the way back to Wuyi College. After returning to the dormitory, he raised his hand with force, and a cut was torn under his armpit.
As expected, the clothes had become old and brittle. He grabbed the collar on his chest and pulled it a little harder, and the whole clothes were torn apart.
Before he left today, he actually brought some spare clothes with him. Fortunately, the situation was not as bad as he had imagined.
He gathered up the scraps of his clothing, went to the bathroom to take a shower, and then went back to sleep.
When he woke up from his sleep, it was exactly eight o'clock in the morning. He glanced at his second self, which was showing signs of continued degeneration, but this time it seemed to be extremely fruitful.
He examined himself using the Xiqiao breathing method. This time, stimulated by the strange story, the alienated tissue in his body grew for the equivalent of a month, which in turn made the alienated tissue stronger. However, if he had not made up for the loophole in advance, the result would not be so good, and it might have gone in another bad direction.
The continued presence of signs of degeneration indicated additional negative effects. However, his current overlap time was no longer comparable to before, so he estimated that he might be able to eliminate these issues sooner than before.
He went to have breakfast first, then came back to call Cheng Zitong and told him that the matter had been resolved. The latter asked him to come to the administrative building.
He also agreed, left the dormitory building, turned around and walked towards the school administration building, and went straight to the logistics office on the sixth floor of the office building.
The office door was open. When he walked in, Cheng Zitong was on the phone. Seeing him, he motioned for him to come in and sit down first, then looked up and said, "The tea is in the cabinet."
Seeing that the water in his teacup was almost empty, Chen Chuan walked over, picked up the thermos and filled it up for him, then sat down aside.
Cheng Zitong finished a phone call, signed a few more orders, walked to the door, called someone over, gave him a few instructions, then walked back, looked him up and down, smiled and said, "It seems to be going well."
Chen Chuan said sincerely, "Teacher's method is very effective."
As he spoke, he took out the ancient mirror, but at this time he found that the originally rusty mirror surface had now become as bright as new.
Cheng Zitong didn't seem surprised at all. He took the mirror from his hand, walked to the desk, opened the drawer and put it in, then said, "Tell me more about it."
Chen Chuan recounted the entire process and fished out the photo from his pocket. "I just found a photo where the strange story disappeared. I asked around and it turned out to be over 60 years old. Maybe it's related to this strange story."
Cheng Zitong walked over, took it in his hands, looked at it, and handed it back to him, saying in a relaxed tone, "You can keep this photo. We can't trace back to those things in the past. After processing urban legends, sometimes some things will be left behind. And as you can see, these things will undergo some changes. You can collect them. Some of them may be useful in the future, just like my ancient mirror."
"Yes, teacher."
Chen Chuan agreed, but he couldn't help asking, "Teacher, what exactly are these ghost stories or urban legends?" He was still very curious about this question. Cheng Zitong didn't give a direct answer last time, so he took the opportunity to ask again this time.
Cheng Zitong said: "After experiencing this, you should have some guesses in your mind, right? But I want to say that what you see is only part of the story, not the whole story.
On this road, I am just a student and explorer like you. It’s just that I started a little earlier than you and have been exposed to more things. However, I cannot come up with the real answer, and my words may even mislead you.
So my advice is, don't jump to conclusions yet, but wait and see. As you get more exposure, you might have a new perspective."
Chen Chuan nodded, "I understand." After a pause, he continued, "Teacher, I would like to ask you, if I plan to take the unlimited defense certificate exam, what is the process?"
Cheng Zitong's expression grew serious when he heard him mention this. He walked to the door, looked around, closed it, and said, "Don't rush this matter. The New Year holiday will begin in a few days. Before that, I'll find a time to talk to you in detail."
Chen Chuan said: "Okay, teacher."
He didn't bother Cheng Zitong any further and left the office. When he came to the corridor, he looked out and saw snowflakes floating outside.
Before we knew it, snow fell.
One day later, Guangmo Street in the south of the city.
In a simply decorated venue, a man in his twenties, wearing a white shirt, was looking back and forth at the lists in his hands, with a worried look on his face.
There were several young people sitting next to him, both men and women. Everyone was wearing exquisite and well-fitting clothes, but at this moment they all looked listless.
There was a large chandelier hanging above the crowd, and on the solid wooden table in front of them was a map of Yangzhi City and the surrounding counties and towns, with many marks on it using drawing pens of different colors.
At this moment, the door was pushed open with a bang, and the wind and snow outside rushed in with a person, and everyone in the venue couldn't help but shudder.
"Hiss, I'm freezing."
"Quick, close the door!"
"Xiao Jiang, you're crazy! Close the door."
Xiao Jiang didn't care after being scolded a few times. He hurriedly pushed the door shut, ran over to the man, and said, "Brother Ren, you know what? I heard that the ghost story at the Lanxiang Cinema has been solved."
"Solved?"
Brother Ren was stunned for a moment, then his eyes lit up. He grabbed Xiao Jiang and asked anxiously, "Is it solved?"
Xiao Jiang nodded vigorously.
After hearing this, several young people also looked up.
Brother Ren asked anxiously, "Who solved it? Did you find out?"
"I asked around," Xiao Jiang said. "Manager Huang said he couldn't reveal the client's information. But I found out that his driver was always the one who picked them up, so I gave his assistant some money. The assistant told me privately that it was a Wu Yi student whose name they couldn't reveal. But he always came with weapons, and Manager Huang used his connections to find him."
"Wu Yi? He always carries a weapon? He must have a weapons permit, no wonder!" Brother Ren said excitedly, "This is exactly the person we need!"
However, a young man at the table poured cold water on him, "Brother Ren, don't be too happy yet. Wu Yi's students are not that easy to recruit. They all go to big commissioned companies. Why would they come to our newly established small temple?"
Brother Ren was very confident. "How do we know if we don't try? Have you forgotten what our dream is? We want to make the company the largest commissioned company in Yangzhi City and the entire prefecture. We just need to find a way to overcome this little difficulty."
He encouraged the young people present, "We can't compete with those big companies right now, so starting with these strange stories is the best way to break through. The experts who can solve these kinds of problems are the clients we need to find. We must find a way to convince them to join us no matter what."
"Okay, Brother Ren, you're right, but we can't even get into Wuyi College. How can we meet him if we don't even know his name?"
Someone said, "Doesn't Manager Huang know him?"
"Impossible. Manager Huang has a strong professional ethics. If he leaks the information of the client, no one will hire him in the future. Besides, he is only asking for a favor. He won't help us."
"Then give the assistant more money. He can reveal a little, or he can reveal more. If he doesn't have a name, he can at least give a description of his appearance. There aren't many people with weapons permits, so we'll definitely find them."
Brother Ren listened to the young people's argument below, thought for a moment, and then his eyes lit up. He snapped his fingers and said, "Right, the ring match!"
"What?" The young people all looked over.
Brother Ren clenched his fists and said excitedly, "Wuyi College has competitions at the end of the year and the beginning of the year. At that time, citizens can enter the college to watch the competitions. As long as we get tickets, we will have a chance to enter Wuyi College! Maybe we can find him then!"
"yes!"
The young people's eyes all light up, and they also like to watch the ring matches. They can find people and watch the game at the same time, which is killing two birds with one stone.
At this time, a girl with a bun raised her hand and said crisply, "Leave the ticket collection to me. I haven't helped you guys with anything yet."
"Okay, leave it to Xiaowan."
Brother Ren agreed readily.
It might be difficult for others to get these tickets, but it was not a problem for these rich kids who gathered together. They got enough tickets in just half a day.
But today is the 27th, and we will be on holiday in two days. Tomorrow's competition is also the last day of the year. If we don't find it now, we may have to wait until next year.
Originally, the young people were lazy and thought they could just look for a partner next year, but Brother Ren disagreed and gave a convincing reason:
"If we notice this expert, other companies will surely notice him too. If we don't find him quickly, another company might get there first!"
With this reason in mind, the young people immediately drove to Wuyi College on the day they got the tickets.
At around six o'clock, Chen Chuan walked out of the training room. He had just heard the dormitory supervisor knocking on the door, asking him to clean the internal transfer box.
So he walked out and opened the box, but was surprised to see that it was full of delivery letters.
He took the letter back to the dormitory and looked through it one by one. He found that many of them were sent by senior students. Most of them said that they wanted to have a meal with him and wanted to get to know his junior. Their words were very warm and polite.
Chen Chuan looked at the dates of the letter delivery, and found that they all appeared in these two days. He thought about it and realized that this was probably related to resolving the issue of Lanxiang Cinema.
Many graduates and senior students were interning and working at various commissioned companies, and it was likely that they knew about this and came to me. Given the power of the commissioned companies, it wouldn't be difficult to find out that he was responsible.
He sorted out the letters and prepared to have dinner before walking out of the dormitory building. He saw a female senior student wearing imported formal attire and looking heroic standing there, as if waiting for someone.
He took a quick look and continued walking forward, but at this moment, he heard footsteps catching up from behind, and a voice came: "Student Chen? Is that you, Student Chen? Please wait a moment."
Chen Chuan stopped, came over sideways, and asked, "Senior, what's going on?"
The female senior extended her fair hand to him and said with a smile, "Classmate Chen, nice to meet you. My name is Min Lan, a graduate of Wu Yi. I'm currently working as a principal at a commission company. You should have received a name card from our client last time."
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(End of this chapter)
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