Chapter 210: Classes are fake, fishing is real

"Okay, I was just daydreaming." Fu Shiran sighed.

Lin Feng looked at Pei Zhiwan and said, "Let's have lunch together this afternoon. It's rare for us to get together in school."

Pei Zhiwan shook his head apologetically and said, "I'm sorry, I have something else to do. The four of you go, I won't go, let's get together next time, okay?"

It's not that she doesn't want to, but she knows what kind of environment she is in now. It looks no different from usual, but in fact, there are hidden waves, under the surveillance of those secret guards in the No. 8 Courtyard.

If she gets too close to them, it will bring them unwarranted disaster.

Fu Shiran and Lin Feng were fine, after all, their backgrounds were there, but it was hard to say about Fang Yun and Zhao Ting.

Pei Zhiwan could only reject Lin Feng's invitation.

Lin Feng showed a disappointed expression on his face, but still smiled with understanding: "Okay, it's okay, we'll get together next time."

Fu Shiran and Fang Yun and Zhao Ting were also very disappointed, but they also understood.

Pei Zhiwan knew that Fu Shiran had a crush on Lin Feng, and was worried that he would be absent, so they didn't get together.

She hurriedly said, "Lin Feng, although I can't attend, please treat my three good sisters well, okay? Especially Shi Ran, she admires you very much and says that you have outstanding business ability. At such a young age, you have already shared half of your family's business. She wants to learn from you."

Fu Shi Ran knew that her good sister was creating an opportunity for her, and she blushed, but still said bravely, "Yes, Lin Feng, can you teach me more in the future? After all, you are not as busy as Zhi Wan. I have been learning business from my father recently, and I feel overwhelmed. Can you help me if I encounter any problems? Can I ask you for advice, so that my dad will look at me with new eyes, instead of always scolding me for being stupid?"

Fang Yun and Zhao Ting also assisted: "Lin Feng, just help our Shi Ran."

Lin Feng looked at Pei Zhiwan and asked in confusion: "Zhi Wan, can't you teach me?"

Pei Zhiwan shook his head and smiled: "I am different from you. You know that the Pei family business is just a small company compared to you two. Besides, although the stall is very large now, it is still in the early stage of entrepreneurship. I am just busy following and have no experience in managing a company."

"And you and Shi Ran have already entered the substantive company management stage. I am just looking for opportunities for my father and brother. They are still responsible for the specific matters. Then we can hire professional managers, such as Fengye Jewelry Shangguanyun, etc."

Lin Feng thought about it and felt that this was true, but he still felt that Pei Zhiwan's ability was far beyond what she said, but he was powerless to refute it. He didn't want to disappoint her, so he nodded and said, "Okay, I agree for your sake."

Hearing that he agreed, Fu Shi Ran didn't care whose face it was, as long as she could give her a chance.

She smiled happily and said, "Thank you, Lin Feng, I'll treat you to lunch today."

Lin Feng looked at her excited little face and frowned, "Whatever, as long as you are happy." Anyway,

the Fu family is not short of money.

Seeing that this side was settled, Pei Zhiwan gave Fang Yun and Zhao Ting a look, then waved goodbye and left. After

leaving Imperial Capital University, she walked slowly along the road alone. She

didn't like driving out, so she walked or took the bus. This was Pei Zhiwan's favorite way of traveling in her previous life.

After crossing a street, she entered a remote alley.

Although she still looked leisurely, she was actually very alert.

When she came to school, Pei Zhiwan felt that she was being followed on the bus.

No need to ask, it must be the secret guards of Courtyard No. 8, and of course it is not ruled out that it was arranged by Di Chen.

Or it could be both gangs.

At the T-junction, Pei Zhiwan suddenly stopped.

She waited for about five minutes before turning right.

In fact, going straight is the way home.

Turning right leads to the moat.

After walking about five or six steps, Pei Zhiwan suddenly turned around and walked back.

When she turned around, she found that at least five or six so-called passers-by were caught off guard by her, with surprise in their eyes.

She pretended not to see them and continued to walk straight towards home.

Pei Zhiwan walked fast and slow, and never took the bus, just walking on the street. When she

reached a fork in the road, she turned into the alley again.

There was a small shop making traditional osmanthus cake in this alley.

Pei Zhiwan went over and bought a pound of osmanthus cake, picked it up in her hand, and walked back.

But halfway through the walk, she changed her mind and turned back to walk to the other end of the alley.

Several young people coming towards her in the alley passed her shoulder with embarrassment in their eyes.

Pei Zhiwan knew that they were all stalkers.

After several times, she had left many stalkers behind.

After leaving the alley, Pei Zhiwan entered another alley, seemingly taking a shortcut home.

However, this alley is a demolition area and there are no residents. The word "demolition" is written on every door, which looks a bit scary.

In the eerie alley, ancient trees are towering, blocking out the sun, and the light is very dim.

An old man came towards her, with a staggering gait, gray hair, tattered clothes, and looked like a homeless beggar.

But Pei Zhiwan, with her unique sharp intuition, found that although this old man pretended to be a beggar, he had a strong aura and was definitely a martial artist. Ordinary people might not be able to feel it, but she could feel the sense of oppression emanating from him.

Could this be the legendary secret guards of Courtyard No. 8?

Old secret guards of the same age as Mr. Lin?

Pei Zhiwan was instantly excited.

In her previous life, she was also a martial arts fanatic and had traveled all over the world to find martial arts masters to learn from.

How could Pei Zhiwan not be excited to meet these almost antique secret guards now?

But she pretended to be concentrating on walking and continued to maintain a leisurely pace, but in fact she was on high alert.

Just as she passed by the old man, the old man suddenly leaned towards her.

Pei Zhiwan intuitively felt that it was the old man who made a move.

But she reacted quickly enough and screamed, "Old man, what's wrong with you?"

At the same time, Pei Zhiwan's body subconsciously tilted to one side.

The old man fell at her feet, wailing in pain.

"Old man, what happened to you?"

Pei Zhiwan asked in shock, holding the alley wall with one hand and his chest with the other.

The old man was trembling all over, his voice was unclear: "Help, help me..."

Pei Zhiwan tried to calm herself down, and squatted carefully to check: "Old man, where are you uncomfortable?"

"I, I..."

Unexpectedly, the old man suddenly opened his hands and sprinkled something on her face.

Pei Zhiwan raised her arms and covered her face in time. The powder did not fall on her face, but was blocked by her sleeves.

Today, she actually went to school for classes, but she really went out to fish, so she wore wide-sleeved clothes just in case.

Mr. Lin from the No. 8 Courtyard is good at making poison and incense, so the best target for these two things is the face.