Chapter 267
Zeng Jinan raised three fingers and swore, "Each generation has its own talented people, and the younger generation is worse than the older generation. I am old, and after all, I am not as good as the young people."
He calculated his own destiny.
He has less than a year left to live.
I have been busy for most of my life, fortune-telling, predicting the fate of the country, saving people, and saving the world, but I have forgotten that I am also an ordinary person.
We will grow old and die.
At noon that day, Jin Chaochao was reading a book in the store.
Mr. Zeng walked into the store with a middle-aged man.
"Miss Jin, let me introduce you. This is Comrade Wei. He is the captain of the confidential group 2. He wants to talk to you." Zeng Jinan nodded to Wei Qing and went out.
Jin Chaochao put down the book in her hand and looked at the man in front of her.
He is about 1.8 meters tall, slightly fat, with a big beer belly, a beard, and smells strongly of cigarettes.
"Please sit down. Let's be frank and speak directly." Jin Chaochao asked Yan's mother to make him a cup of tea.
Wei Qing sat on the chair and looked at Jin Chaochao with surprise in his eyes. "I didn't expect you to be so young!"
Jin Chaochao was puzzled, but did not respond.
Wei Qing then spoke, "Mr. Zeng said he was going to retire, and he couldn't have someone else take his place, so he recommended you."
Jin Chaochao raised an eyebrow.
Wei Qing continued, "Secret Team 2 is dedicated to serving the world, and mainly deals with metaphysics that cannot be explained by science. For example, the space-time rift last time, and the chaos caused by demons and ghosts."
Jin Chaochao finally understood, "You want to recruit me?"
Wei Qing nodded, "Come here, I'll enroll you."
Jin Chaochao spread her hands and said, "No. If there are things that cannot be solved, I can help. If I am enlisted, I will be in charge of you. I like freedom."
Working from 9 am to 6 pm is out of the question for her.
Wei Qing smiled, "Do you know how high a position you were offered? Did you just refuse it?"
"The higher the position, the greater the responsibility. No matter how high a position you offer me, I'm not interested." Jin Chaochao was firm.
Wei Qing glanced at her for a few times, but did not force her. He smiled and took a sip from the teacup. "We'll give you a week to think about it."
Jin Chaochao said, "Give me time to think about it, I still say the same thing. I can help you, but it's impossible for me to be recruited."
As long as you are included in the list, there will be leaders above you.
Above the leader, there is still the leader.
She is the successor of Xuanmen and has a lot to do.
After Wei Qing left.
Yan's mother said to Jin Chaochao, "Aren't you afraid of offending this group of people?"
"What are you afraid of? If you encounter something you can't solve, you still have to come to me for help." Jin Chaochao said expressionlessly, "The strong fist is the truth."
The only way to survive is to have your own abilities, and no one can control her.
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Wei Qing and Zeng Jinan were sitting in the car on their way home, and the atmosphere was quite solemn.
"This little girl is a little crazy. Mr. Zeng, are you sure you didn't make a mistake?"
Zeng Jinan said firmly, "Don't look at her youth, she is many times more powerful than me. Even if you can't recruit her, you will all benefit from cooperating with her. I remind you, don't offend her."
Wei Qing was not convinced, "Isn't she just a little girl who is still wet behind the ears?"
"She has the capital to be strong. The person behind her cannot be shaken by your ten secret groups." Zeng Jinan reminded Wei Qing not to be stupid.
Wei Qing still felt uncomfortable and didn't understand: "After joining the army, her status and position will be different. It's better than her guarding a shabby shop!"
Zeng Jinan smiled bitterly and shook his head.
He also couldn't understand why Jin Chaochao wanted to run a small shop.
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Jin Chaochao’s shop.
A woman held her child and cried with joy.
In her hand she held a lot, on which was written: As you wish.
She is just an ordinary housewife with an unfaithful husband and a young son.
They agreed to divorce, but their parents and parents-in-law did not agree.
As a result, her husband has been treating their marriage badly, ignoring the children and being lukewarm towards her.
She can hardly survive.
I passed by this shop today and wanted to ask for a fortune for myself.
Jin Chaochao glanced at the child in her arms and said, "This child is blessed. You should raise him well. There will be more blessings in the future."
Upon hearing this, the woman hurriedly pulled the child to bow.
Just with these words, she was full of hope for the future.
Jin Chaochao supported her and said, "Don't worry, when your fate is over, you will naturally separate."
Wait for the woman to leave.
Jin Chaochao said to Yan's mother, "Close the door. No one will come today."
Yan's mother responded crisply: "Okay!"
After closing.
Jin Chaochao took Yan's mother to the Fu family's old house.
The wedding dress has begun to be embroidered.
When she went there, the embroiderers were busy working.
Seeing her coming, everyone immediately put down what they were doing and greeted her, "Miss Jin is here!"
"I came to see how your embroidery is going. Are you encountering any difficulties?" Jin Chaochao asked.
As soon as she asked, someone immediately raised his hand, "Mrs. Fu, please take a look. We have never seen the needle technique used in this dragon claw."
Liu Xiu Niang said, "I tried to embroider several times, but it was not quite right. I felt that the pattern we embroidered was not as beautiful as the original picture."
Jin Chaochao’s requirement is that there cannot be even a single mistake.
It was not until they started working that they discovered that even a simple embroidery could contain countless small problems.
Jin Chaochao took the embroidery sample and examined it carefully.
She quickly constructed the needlework in her mind, then took the needle and threaded it on a piece of red cloth.
Soon a lifelike dragon claw appeared in front of everyone.
The embroiderers stared in shock, "This is double-layer embroidery, and it has to be cross-embroidered. No wonder we have been working on it for a long time and can't restore it."
Jin Chaochao was very satisfied with everyone. "If you have any questions, feel free to ask me. Although I can't embroider, I still have some observation skills."
The embroiderers were speechless for a moment.
A person who doesn't know how to embroider can restore the needlework that they can't understand at a glance.
It's true that comparing yourself to others makes you feel pissed off.
The other embroiderers followed suit and started to learn, and only after they had mastered the new needlework did they let Jin Chaochao leave.
Coming out of the Fu family’s old house, night had already fallen. The city at night was full of lights and music, so beautiful that it seemed as if the Milky Way had fallen into the world.
Jin Chaochao stretched lazily and said, "I'm going to rest at home tomorrow and not go anywhere."
Yan's mother nodded in agreement, "Okay, we're not going anywhere."
She has been very busy lately.
It's necessary to take a break.
Si Mingye knew that Jin Chaochao wanted to rest at home, so he pretended to have a stomachache and asked the teacher for a day off.
"Sister, please take a look at what I wrote!" Si Mingye pulled Jin Chaochao to his room.
There was a large stack of standard calligraphy practice paper on the table, with quite a lot of writing already done on it.
"These are all drafts, look at these." Si Mingye took out the calligraphy he had carefully prepared.
Jin Chaochao flipped it open and looked at it carefully. "The arc of this character is too big. It will look better if it is tightened a little bit."
Si Mingye nodded quickly, "Then sister, teach me how to write it. Let's write this stroke today."
Jin Chaochao was lying on the rocking chair in the yard, eating delicious grapes.
Si Mingye sat at the table next to her, practicing calligraphy stroke by stroke, looking very serious.
This is how a generation of calligraphers was trained.
Of course, this is all later.
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