Chapter 67 Am I such a stupid person?
"Out of gratitude to a benefactor?"
With an amused laugh, she raised her finger and said, "Then you might as well thank me more. How could a living person like me be inferior to a brat like Xie Hua?"
She meant something.
Fu Chengmei suppressed her panic and nervously grasped the corners of her clothes with both hands.
She was very scared, afraid that Feng Zhibai would see something from her.
"No, Master, that's not what we meant."
She sat back and almost fell, but fortunately Fu Qiang was quick to catch her.
Putting his hands together, Feng Zhibai said sarcastically, "Shameless people take the dark path, and righteous people take the open path. I advise you two not to do anything tricky in front of me. And don't try to hide other things that you shouldn't do from me. Some things are known to everyone, so don't say them openly."
She was secretly warning Fu Chengmei.
Don't make trouble.
Fu Chengmei reached out and tightly grasped Fu Qiang's arm.
Fu Qiang also understood what Feng Zhibai meant.
His expression changed slightly, but soon returned to normal: "Master, don't worry, we will definitely not do anything else that goes against the rules. I assure you of this."
Guaranteed to be useless.
No one can stop someone who really wants to cause trouble.
Not wanting to listen to his assurances, Feng Zhibai reached out and slurped down the cherries from the fruit bowl in front of him. "I'm tired, you can leave. As for Xie Hua, I have my own arrangements, so you two don't need to worry about it."
"master…"
Fu Chengmei was still not giving up and wanted to ask Xie Hua one more question, but was stopped by Old Mitou beside her: "Now that we've come to this point, don't say anything else. Since the matter has been resolved and you have no other questions, go back first."
He knew Feng Zhibai wouldn't talk nonsense.
I'm afraid he must have seen something, so he said such a thing.
It can also be regarded as an indirect hint to them.
Fu Qiang had some insights. From the actions and words of Lao Mi Tou Chen Xiaodao and Feng Zhibai, he knew that what he was thinking was probably hopeless.
Yes, from their perspective.
Xie Hua is a ghost, and they are humans. Humans and ghosts cannot have the same destination.
Fu Chengmei glanced at Fu Qiang unwillingly, but was glared back at by Fu Qiang.
His meaning was very clear, just leave it at that and don't think about anything else.
She closed her mouth in grievance, bit her lip and lowered her head.
Is there really no way?
Yan Kuan breathed a sigh of relief, stood up, pulled down the clothes on both sides, and said to Fu Qiang, "You guys go down first. I have arranged for someone to wait for you at the bottom of the building."
"Director Yan, aren't you going back with us?"
Hearing Yan Kuan say that someone was waiting, Fu Qiang asked.
He hummed and nodded: "Well, I have some personal matters."
It's other people's private affairs, so naturally it has nothing to do with them.
"Okay, we'll be leaving first. Thank you, Director Yan."
After bowing to Yan Kuan to express his gratitude, Fu Qiang thanked Feng Zhibai and the other two: "Thank you, three masters."
"Hey, you're welcome."
Old Mitou smiled and waved his hand: "I'll take you down."
"good."
With a step, Old Mi Tou walked Fu Qiang and his sister out the door.
After the people disappeared in front of the door, Yan Kuan sat down again and smiled at Chen Xiaodao and Feng Zhibai. "I came here today to ask you for another favor. It's not about the police station, but about a friend of mine. It's a private matter."
Chen Xiaodao had just found a comfortable position to lie down! When he heard Yan Kuan say that he had something else to do, he immediately jumped up: "Still helping? I didn't even pay you for helping me last time!"
"The money has come, but the approval process will not be completed until the 10th."
Yan Kuan knew that Chen Xiaodao and the others were very sensitive about the cause and effect of money.
Helplessly, he explained, "Workers like us get paid a fixed salary every month. The application process and payment are the same. Don't worry, the money will definitely not be less, it just will be a little later."
"real?"
"Really? I'm not lying to you. On the 10th, I will definitely give you the money from last time. But, I still say that it's not a lot. I hope you don't mind."
"It doesn't matter if it's a lot or a little, as long as I have this money, that's enough."
Relaxed, Chen Xiaodao leaned back on the sofa and asked, "So what else do you want us to do for you today?"
Feng Zhibai also looked up at Yan Kuan, his eyes returning to their previous affectionate look: "Little Kuan Kuan, you said you are helping, so shouldn't you also show your support?"
"express?"
After Feng Zhibai mentioned this, Yan Kuan, who was a bit of a wooden fish, reacted: "Let's go to the Lai Ke Pedestrian Street in Ten Village tonight. I know there's a particularly delicious hot pot restaurant there. We can talk about it while we eat."
"Ah~ I'm so sorry to have you spend so much money."
Feng Zhibai shook his hands hypocritically, and a blush appeared on his face.
Chen Xiaodao felt so sick watching this.
Yan Kuan was very happy when she said that.
He had wanted to invite Feng Zhibai to dinner months ago, but unfortunately he had no time and couldn't make an appointment.
Now that she has taken the initiative to ask him to treat her to a meal, shouldn't he be secretly happy?
Say something offensive again.
Although Feng Zhibai is young, he has a sharp eye and strong abilities.
She didn't even take Jin Feng, the chairman of Dali Group, seriously, but now she took the initiative to ask her to have dinner with her.
For him, it was indeed elevated.
Don't blame him for being snobbish.
After all, he has seen too many things these days!
He clearly understood that if he didn't seize the opportunity with someone like Feng Zhibai, there would be too many people who would want to stand by her side in the future.
"It is my honor to invite three masters to dinner."
"What? Director Yan wants to treat us to a meal?"
As soon as Lao Mi Tou came in from outside, he heard Director Yan say that he wanted to treat him to a meal.
Yan Kuan said proudly, "Yes, Mr. Mi, I'll treat you all to hot pot tonight. Don't eat anything this afternoon, or you won't be able to eat at night."
"Okay! I haven't eaten meat in a long time."
The last time I went out to eat was that night when I went out to eat hotpot with Chen Xiaodao and Feng Zhibai.
He still remembers that scene!
Now, he is finally not the only one who suffers from this sad experience!
"Okay, I'll go back first. I'll pick you up in the evening and bring my friend over too."
"Okay, I'll take you down."
Old Mi was smiling. He had just seen off Fu Qiang and his sister, and now he had to see off Director Yan.
"Thanks."
"Director Yan, considering our relationship, I'm giving you a piece of advice..."
"What advice?"
"Bring more money with you at night."
The two chatted and left the room.
Feng Zhibai sat on the sofa and watched them leave.
When the figure disappeared, her smiling face instantly fell.
Looking sideways at Feng Zhibai, Chen Xiaodao couldn't help but feel a chill: "Women change their expressions so quickly!"
Picking up the apple from the tea tray and throwing it in front of Chen Xiaodao, Feng Zhibai said unhappily, "What are you lying there for? Go buy some magical instruments."
After being hit on the head by an apple, Chen Xiaodao screamed: "Ah!" He rubbed the big bump in pain and said: "Don't we still have magic tools and talismans?"
"Just go if I tell you to. There's no need for all that nonsense."
After peeling an orange, she threw the peel into the trash can.
Chen Xiaodao let out a cry, reluctantly sat up from the sofa, put on his shoes reluctantly and went into the house, then stood in front of Feng Zhibai with a yellow cloth bag on his back.
Looking at Feng Zhibai's expression, it was as if he was haunted by a vengeful ghost.
"What? Why don't you get out of here?"
Just as she was thinking about something, she turned her head and saw Chen Xiaodao's ghostly appearance.
"No money."
Talking with a sense of grievance.
"Where's the money I transferred to you two days ago?"
When Chen Xiaodao came down the mountain, he only had a thousand yuan on him, which he had confiscated from his fellow disciples in the Taoist temple.
It was all lost long ago.
After arriving in Qinghai City, if he had not met Lao Mi Tou and Feng Zhibai, he would probably have been able to only squat on the roadside to read people's fortunes and tell fortunes to earn some pocket money.
Lao Mi was kind-hearted and saw that the boy had no money, so he gave him a few hundred yuan every week for him to use as pocket money.
Of course it’s not free. You have to pay it back when you make money in the future.
Feng Zhibai paid for every magical instrument and talisman he bought.
Although she attaches great importance to money, she is not the kind of stingy person who is unwilling to spend a penny.
She doesn't hesitate at all when it comes to spending money!
For example: Feng Zhibai saw a piece of clothing she really liked when browsing Fanbao. In this case, the speed at which she placed the order and paid for it far exceeded the speed at which words could be spread.
Therefore, although Chen Xiaodao had no money, he had the support of the two gods of wealth, so he did not suffer any loss.
"No, I've run out of food."
Pulling Feng Zhibai's sleeve, Chen Xiaodao blinked his eyes and expressed his flattery.
Pulling her sleeve back in disdain, she picked up her phone and casually transferred several thousand yuan: "Buy more cinnabar, ink fountain, red thread, glutinous rice and other things. Use them when you need them, and store them if you don't."
"OK!"
After making an OK gesture, Chen Xiaodao walked out of the door with brisk steps.
When Lao Mi Tou came back, there was no one in the living room.
Feng Zhibai also went back to his room to catch up on his sleep.
After tidying up the living room, Lao Mitou took out a book and continued studying.
When Yan Kuan came to pick them up in the afternoon, it was already six o'clock.
Feng Zhibai was still asleep, snoring loudly while hugging the quilt on the bed.
After Yan Kuan arrived, he was not idle either. He helped Chen Xiaodao repair the door.
The sound is clang clang clang!
Moreover, the noise of repairing the door was so loud that it didn't even wake Feng Zhibai up.
Yan Kuan was too embarrassed to enter her bedroom, after all, she was still a little girl.
But standing at the door of her bedroom, the smell in the room was really overpowering!
He could clearly say that he had never smelled such a pleasant smell in his life.
Sweet, yet very refreshing.
The smell is not pungent but rather pleasant.
I’m addicted. Really addicted.
"What's wrong? Is your nose uncomfortable?"
Chen Xiaodao, who was hammering screws, saw him sniffing his nose all the time and thought that his nose was uncomfortable, so he asked.
Shaking his head sheepishly, he asked, "What kind of aromatherapy is in Ms. Feng's room?"
"Aromatherapy? Oh, you mean the smell, right? It's something my great-grandmother has naturally. According to her, she developed a floral fragrance from drinking dew, eating flower petals, and drinking nectar every day in Penglai during her early years."
I was shocked by his words.
"You believe all this?"
After tightening the screw, Chen Xiaodao didn't even raise his head, but his voice became a little higher: "Am I such a fool?"
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