Chapter 108 Extra 1
The dragon vein was completely repaired half a year later. Everything was settled, and the members of Yancheng's special department had enough free time to grow mushrooms.
——Growing mushrooms in the true sense.
Chi Bai and his colleagues cleaned out the balcony of the office, bought a lot of flower pots, filled them with soil, and plump white oyster mushrooms emerged from them.
In fact, this flowerpot was originally used to grow flowers. Unfortunately, the people in Yancheng’s special department are all flower killers. They can’t even grow the easiest succulents to survive, so they can only switch to growing mushrooms.
Chi Bai wiped away a bit of mud on the king oyster mushrooms, glanced at the time on the wall clock, picked up the flower pot and asked Aqiu and Cen Tong: "We don't have anything to do today anyway. Why don't we go to Rong Jing's studio for a meal? The king oyster mushrooms are growing well now, and we can even add a free dish."
"I think so."
"I can do it too." Cen Tong quickly raised his hand.
Rong Jing's studio had recently expanded, with a workspace, lounge, and kitchen, so it was possible to live there directly. Not to mention Rong Jing had even found a demon who was good at cooking. Cen Tong had eaten there once and couldn't forget it.
"Let's go." Chi Bai waved his hand, and the three of them walked out casually.
When they reached the first floor, they happened to pass by Zhang Xingzhao, the head of their department. Zhang Xingzhao knew what they were going to do as soon as he saw Chi Bai holding a flower pot. He lowered his head and said something to the person next to him, then took a big step and caught up with the three of them: "What are you doing? Running out during dinner time?"
Cen Tong answered obediently: "Let's go to Rong Jing's studio to eat."
Zhang Xingzhao frowned: "He eats at his place every day, do you still have any gifts——"
Before he finished speaking, he saw Chi Bai glance at him and asked, "Boss, do you want to go together?"
Zhang Xingzhao changed his tone and said, "At least you should bring more things."
Aqiu couldn't help laughing out loud.
Zhang Xingzhao touched the tip of his nose, feeling a little embarrassed, but he still kept a straight face and urged the three young people to go to a nearby supermarket to buy some gifts.
The three of them had no objection to buying gifts. After all, as Zhang Xingzhao had said, constantly eating the mirror was unacceptable. But… Cen Tong stared in amazement at his own department manager frantically clearing the shelves of health supplements, tea, and fine liquor, feeling like he couldn't even speak.
He asked hesitantly, "What's going on? If you didn't know, you would think it was your son-in-law coming to visit."
And according to Rong Jing's age, she shouldn't need this kind of health care product.
Ah Qiu, holding a lollipop in his mouth, spoke slowly: "Meeting an idol is not much different from meeting my mother-in-law."
After the dragon vein was repaired, some of the disciples of Xuantian Temple returned to Xuantian Temple to repair the Taoist temple that had been occupied, and the other part... came to Yancheng, saying that they wanted to see what Yancheng, where Rong Jing lived, was like.
Therefore, Rong Jing's studio has been very busy recently, and it is full of Taoist priests that ordinary people will never see in their entire lives.
Their Zhang tribe was targeting Rong Jing's uncles.
Driving to the studio, Aqiu and Chi Bai peeked inside and saw Rong Jing sitting in the lobby, eating sunflower seeds and chatting with guests. They couldn't help but feel curious. They stepped forward and patted Rong Jing on the shoulder. Aqiu asked curiously, "Why are you outside?"
Rong Jing grabbed a handful of melon seeds and gave them to the three of them, then pointed to the workshop inside and said, "Master uncle is reading fortunes for people in there."
Aqiu and others: "..." Damn it?
Is there such a good thing?
In silence, Zhang Xingzhao grabbed Ah Qiu's collar and moved him aside. He coughed lightly and asked calmly, "Is that Taoist Master Liao Shu telling fortunes today?"
Rong Jing threw the melon seed shells in his hand into the trash can and looked at Zhang Xingzhao with a hint of surprise in his eyes: "Senior Zhang, how did you know?"
"I've heard before that Taoist Master Liao is proficient in physiognomy and fortune-telling." Zhang Xingzhao smiled, his eyes drifting for a moment, and then asked casually, "How long will Taoist Master Liao stop fortune-telling?"
"It's hard to say, but the numbers at this moment should all be——"
Can see.
The last three words were stuck in his mouth. Rong Jing watched with his mouth slightly open as Zhang Xingzhao rushed to the front desk and said to Nie Liu simply and neatly, "Hello, please help me get a number."
Rong Jing: “…”
No, you, the director of a special department, actually need fortune-telling?
While Rong Jing was stunned, Zhang Xingzhao calmly returned to the younger generation with his number plates. He nodded gently and said to Rong Jing, "I bought some small gifts and wanted to give them to Taoist Master Liao and the others as a meeting gift. Please accept them."
After saying that, Zhang Xingzhao walked to a corner and waited for his number to be called.
Rong Jing turned to look at Chi Bai and the others, then quietly glanced at Minister Zhang and asked in a low voice, "What's going on? Why is there a meeting gift?"
Chi Bai: "This is what it's like to chase stars."
Then she stuffed the king oyster mushroom in her hand into his arms and said, "I also have a gift for meeting you. I'll have an extra black pepper king oyster mushroom for lunch. Thank you."
Rong Jing: “…”
…
Two hours later.
Chi Bai, Aqiu and Cen Tong walked away contentedly, touching their bellies.
Zhang Xingzhao left with satisfaction, carrying the autographed photo of his uncle Liao Shu.
Rong Jing moved a small stool, biting the lollipop that Aqiu had given him. Looking at their cheerful backs, he couldn't help but sigh, "I didn't expect Minister Zhang to be so fashionable."
Knowing that Liao Shu definitely had no photos, he actually carried a Polaroid camera with him.
Si Liu pulled a chair and sat down next to him. Rong Jing heard the noise and turned to look over, quite surprised: "Senior Si Liu? Didn't you go to look for Uncle Feng Si? Why are you back again?"
Si Liu had a blank expression.
Rong Jing said, "It seems he was driven back."
Si Liu: “…”
Si Liu's expression nearly collapsed when his words hit the nail on the head. He almost wanted to cover Rong Jing's mouth. But when he thought about the fact that Rong Jing was not only his boss's girlfriend but also the nephew of his beloved, if he dared to cover her mouth, he would probably lose money and face tomorrow. It was not worth it.
So, he could only sigh, poke Rong Jing's waist in silence, and ask him: "Am I not handsome enough, or not capable enough, or does he despise me for not being human?"
Rong Jing decisively seized on the last sentence and argued, "Xie Changshi, an ordinary person, doesn't care whether I am human or not. My uncle Feng Si has seen a lot of things, so why would he care that Senior Si Liu is a ghost?"
Then his gaze shifted to Si Liu's face, and he stroked his chin with a thoughtful look. "Senior, you're not bad looking. Although not as good-looking as Xie Changshi, you're still quite handsome. Even though my Uncle Feng Si has high standards, he wouldn't dislike your looks."
"So I'm not capable enough?"
"Who cares if you have the ability when it comes to love?"
"Then what are you looking at?"
"..." Rong Jing, who had experience in love, was silent for a moment and tentatively replied, "See if you can do it?"
Si Liu: "...What do you mean?"
Rong Jing moved the stool to the side, looked up at the sky, and said innocently: "Senior, have you ever heard a saying?"
Si Liu: "What?"
Rong Jing: "Lies don't hurt people, the truth is the sharpest knife."
Si Liu: “…”
After a two-second pause, there was a loud bang, and the ghostly energy around him suddenly exploded. Rong Jing shot away, pulling out his phone and frantically calling his Uncle Feng Si as he ran. But before he'd taken two steps, his head was bumped into a familiar embrace. Xie Changshi looked down at the young man who had wrapped his arms around his waist. Looking up, he saw Si Liu, whose hair was burning with anger, and couldn't help but smile, "Senior Si Liu."
Si Liu glanced at him expressionlessly: "Don't say anything. Today I will teach this stinking zombie a lesson for lying with his eyes open."
"Who are you calling a stinking zombie?"
The cold voice coming from behind made Si Liu stiffen, and his incredible eyes met Rong Jing.
Gnashing his teeth, he asked, "Are you still calling for help?"
Rong Jing blinked innocently, decisively took Xie Changshi's hand and waved to Feng Si in the distance, smiling and said: "Uncle Feng Si, Xie Changshi and I are going to the movies. Remember to come to my house for hot pot tonight."
Feng Si raised his chin to indicate that he understood.
Seeing this, Rong Jing left with peace of mind, and made a face at Si Liu before leaving.
Pushing Xie Changshi into the car, he urged quietly, "Hurry up, hurry up, it's too late. We agreed to support Song Zhiye's new movie. It's not good to be late."
Song Zhiye’s new movie was released two days ago.
Ever since Xiao Sheng retired from the entertainment industry, Song Zhiye's career has skyrocketed, with big-budget film offers pouring in. Currently in theaters is his first S+-rated film since breaking free from Xiao Sheng.
The film is about disasters and it grossed 500 million in box office revenue in just two days. Today is the third day, and the box office revenue has not only not dropped, but has increased a lot. According to predictions from some software, the film's box office revenue could exceed 2 billion within a week.
"I won't be late." Xie Changshi stroked Rong Jing's soft short hair and said soothingly, "There are still forty minutes, which is enough."
Cullinan is parked at a shopping mall owned by Xie.
After entering the cinema, Rong Jing bought popcorn and Coke. He ate popcorn while looking around. Today was the weekend, and the cinema was crowded with people. Many of them were obviously fans of Song Zhiye, and they were excitedly discussing Song Zhiye and the movie.
"No wonder he complained to me on WeChat the other day, saying he wanted to come to the studio to find me, but as soon as he left his apartment complex, he was targeted by illegitimate fans." Rong Jing bit his straw and chatted with Xie Changshi. "He said he was worried about getting me in trouble, so he turned around and went home."
"Next time, you can ask him to come to Yunjiang Bay or the villa halfway up the mountain." Xie Changshi suggested.
The security at these two locations is relatively good. Even if the illegitimate fans follow them, the security guards will not let them in.
Rong Jing nodded repeatedly: "I will tell him when the time comes."
Two and a half hours after the movie ended, Rong Jing and Xie Changshi went directly to the supermarket in the mall to buy ingredients and prepared to go home for hot pot.
And the other side.
Ever since hearing Rong Jing mention eating hot pot, Si Liu floated behind Feng Si and kept repeating, "I want to eat hot pot too."
Feng Si's ears were callused from hearing the words. He turned around and was about to slap the man away, but his wrist was grabbed as soon as he raised it. Then Si Liu's face enlarged in front of him, and his deep, dark eyes looked at Feng Si, as if it was an abyss that wanted to lead him to fall.
He asked, "So you don't accept me because I'm not good enough?"
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