Chapter 26
As expected, Lu Yunji blocked him. Xie Changshi raised his eyebrows slightly, found the other party's mobile phone number, and sent a text message: Remember to block the mobile phone number as well.
Lu Yunji: "..."
How could the head of the Xie family be so disliked?
I don’t know what Rong Jing sees in him.
Lu Yunji rolled his eyes, threw his phone aside, and ignored Xie Changshi.
The notification tone for the incoming letter did not sound for a long time. Xie Changshi probably guessed that Lu Yunji was in a rage at the moment. He gave up today's fun with some regret and turned around to continue making dinner for Rong Jing.
When Xie Changshi brought the last bowl of beef noodles to the dining room, Rong Jing also put down the cinnabar brush in his hand. He folded the amulet with satisfaction and handed it to Xie Changshi: "Just put it in your pocket when the time comes."
Xie Changshi saw him stuffing the amulet in with such skill, as if he was giving someone a tip after a purchase, and asked, "Don't you have a magic bag?"
Rong Jing innocently told the truth: "I didn't buy it."
Then his expression gradually became more confident: "It's okay, stuffing it in your pocket will work just as well. As long as you don't fall into the river, it usually won't rot."
With a click, the tortoise and the copper coin were placed in front of him. He fiddled with them for a while as if performing a ritual, and then gave the definite answer.
"I calculated for you. You have no connection with water recently. You won't fall into the river."
Xie Changshi: "...Come and eat."
Rong Jing had already smelled the fragrance coming from the kitchen. The fragrance was so tempting that he couldn't help but stop drawing the talisman. If he hadn't had some self-control left, the amulet would probably have been scrapped halfway.
After casually pushing the things on the table to the side, Rong Jing rushed to the dining table in two or three steps. Holding chopsticks in one hand and a mobile phone in the other, she took pictures and uploaded them to her Moments with a smiley face.
Then she looked up and asked the man, "Do you want to eat more?"
Xie Changshi shook his head: "I've already eaten. I'm going to take a shower first. You eat slowly."
Rong Jing said "oh" and looked at the latest comments from friends that popped up in the circle of friends.
Lu Yunji: Xie Changshi really has the temperament of a good husband and father/thumbs up
Song Qing also commented: Mr. Xie really has the temperament of a good husband and father / thumbs up
Lu Yunji replied to Song Qing: Special Assistant Song is very bold. He even dares to tease your President Xie. Aren’t you afraid that he will see it and make things difficult for you?
Song Qing paused slightly as he scrolled down the Moments update and replied: Aren’t you joking too?
Lu Yunji: But I blocked him, so he can’t see my comments.
Song Qing: ???
Song Qing felt a surge of heat in his head, and he felt that the heat in his body was rushing upwards in an instant. Without saying a word, he quickly deleted the comment of the good husband and father, and then re-evaluated: Mr. Xie is worthy of being Mr. Xie, his cooking skills are as good as his career!
Lu Yunji supported his chin and watched Assistant Song struggling. When he felt that Assistant Song might be relieved by the new comments, he slowly typed: I forgot to say, I just took a screenshot.
Song Qing: “…”
Damn it!
How could the Vice President of Xie Group be so annoying!
Rong Jing was busy eating and was not very clear about the subsequent confrontation between Song Qing and Lu Yunji. He swept away all the dishes and took the initiative to wash the dishes.
Throw all the bowls in the dishwasher.
And they praised that human brains are smarter than zombies' brains.
Back in the room, he sent a message to Cheng Puyu, asking how he felt about the newly installed prosthesis.
Cheng Puyu: Super easy to use!
A Jing: There are also hidden uses. I will teach you next time.
The four words "hidden usage" instantly aroused Cheng Puyu's interest, but no matter how he asked Rong Jing, Rong Jing did not say anything.
The confidentiality work was done quite well.
Cheng Puyu muttered to himself as he floated back to his staff dormitory at Xie's.
Looking at the suit lying aside, it thought that maybe it should go to work tomorrow.
…
Throughout the day, the number of people in front of Rongjing's stall hardly decreased.
Just like the day before, he waited until the evening before he had the chance to close his stall and get into Duan Yunshuang's car.
The vehicle finally stopped at a cafe.
Duan Yunshuang pushed open the door. The young man behind the cashier counter raised his eyes while wiping the cup. His eyes were indifferent, but there was an aura in them that was different from that of ordinary people.
"Five Six, why are you so fierce? Be careful not to scare my brother."
The man called Wuliu glanced at her and said, "You have so many brothers."
Duan Yunshuang said modestly: "It's okay, but this is the only one who is better than a biological brother. The others are all adopted from outside."
She pointed at the man and introduced him to Rong Jing: "This is our sect's junior brother. His full name is Wu Liu, and his nickname is Wu Liu. You can just call him Wu Liu."
After saying that, he frowned again: "Have I not introduced our sect to you yet? Our sect is one of the most important sects in the country. You must know it's called Qingyun Sect, Qingyun as in Qingyun people."
Duan Yunshuang's pride in his own sect and his hopeful desire for praise disappeared without a trace when he met Rong Jing's dark eyes.
She froze for a few seconds, touched her nose, and tried to excuse herself: "It's normal not to know. You're still young."
Rong Jing understood and explained considerately, "I used to live in the mountains and was only released more than half a month ago."
The Nancheng Cemetery was built halfway up a mountain, so it could barely be considered a mountain, so there was actually nothing wrong with what Rong Jing said.
After his explanation, Duan Yunshuang felt more relieved. She put her arm around the boy's shoulders and said happily, "You can go down the mountain now. If you want to know anything in the future, feel free to ask me. As long as I know, I will tell you."
The man and the zombie talked as they walked towards the small private room in the cafe.
When Rong Jing walked over, she realized that this ordinary-looking coffee shop actually held a great secret. Seeing Rong Jing's interest, Duan Yunshuang didn't hide anything and said bluntly, "This is our sect's secret base. Everyone can come here to chat and chat whenever they want."
"Little Mirror, if you want to contact me for something but can't, you can come here directly and have free coffee."
"good."
The door of the private room was opened, revealing a figure sitting inside.
Wei Zheng had been waiting in the private room for a long time. Although the room was quite spacious and the windows were open, he was tense and a little breathless, perhaps because he was worried about something.
He was a little restless and was about to get up and walk around when he heard a slight noise outside the door. He narrowed his eyes, and all his uneasy emotions were completely suppressed when he saw Duan Yunshuang's figure.
Wei Zheng stepped forward and called out, "Minister Duan."
Duan Yunshuang waved at him and observed his appearance. He didn't miss the sweat on the man's forehead. He guessed Wei Zheng's uneasiness, but pretended not to see it. He just smiled gently and said, "Have you been waiting for a long time?"
Wei Zheng shook his head: "Not bad."
Then, his gaze fell behind Duan Yunshuang.
This was the first meeting between Wei Zheng and Rong Jing in the true sense.
The last time was when Gao Yongyuan pointed at Rong Jing’s interview and told him that although he was young, he was very capable.
Wei Zheng extended his hand towards Rong Jing and took a deep breath: "Hello, Master Rong, thank you very much for saving my life."
Rong Jing touched his hand and curled his eyes: "You're welcome."
The most important thing is that people listen to advice, otherwise it will be useless even if he tells the divination.
But what Rong Jing didn't know was that Wei Zheng was actually a very stubborn person. When he first heard Gao Yongyuan say he had someone tell his fortune, he not only didn't take it seriously, but even laughed at the person and asked Gao Yongyuan, "Do you still believe this?"
Therefore, in Wei Zheng's plan, he was to travel with the three deceased people according to the original schedule.
But just as he was packing up to leave, his daughter suddenly fell ill and was sent to the hospital. His wife cried heartbreakingly on the other end of the phone, begging him to stay.
He and his wife had three children in total. The first two unfortunately died young. Although this daughter survived, her health has not been very good. Wei Zheng has always treated her like the apple of his eye.
So, after thinking it over again and again, he finally put his plan on hold and went to the hospital.
"Later I found out that my daughter was actually fine. They teamed up to deceive me," Wei Zheng said with a wry smile, "but they also saved me."
So Wei Zheng was very grateful to Rong Jing, Gao Yongyuan, and his wife and daughter.
"Brother, the reason I called you here today is to have you do another fortune-telling for Mr. Wei, to gauge his future safety." Duan Yunshuang poured two glasses of water for each of them and pushed them in front of them. "Everyone in our sect is a skilled fighter. The only one who was barely passable at fortune-telling has disappeared, and we can't contact him. Plus, Mr. Wei's wife and daughter trust you, so I'll have to trouble you for a bit."
Of course Rong Jing wouldn't say no.
He quickly gave the hexagram.
Duan Yunshuang, a half-baked person, came over and asked curiously, "What does this mean?"
"The hexagram represents Li above and below, and light rises one after another."
"Daji?"
Rong Jing nodded and pointed again: "The hexagram 62 means that if Mr. Wei always sticks to the right path in this operation and has the help of noble people, the result will be good."
Putting aside the issue of sticking to the right path, the four words "help from noble people" are already very clear.
"With your special department backing us up, Mr. Wei will be alright as long as he does his job well."
As soon as these words came out, Duan Yunshuang and Wei Zheng both breathed a sigh of relief.
The latter said bluntly, "Don't worry, I've been undercover in some food factories before. I've been promised millions in hush money and even threatened to have someone kill me, but I didn't take it seriously."
"From the moment I chose to be a journalist, I knew exactly what I wanted. My daughter has always been proud of me and said she wants to inherit her father's legacy. I won't let her down."
Duan Yunshuang's sharp, beautiful features softened slightly after hearing these words. She smiled at Wei Zheng and extended her hand to shake his again. "Well, happy cooperation, Reporter Wei."
"It's a pleasure to work with you, Minister Duan."
…
Duan Yunshuang arranged for someone to protect Wei Zheng secretly, and let Wei Zheng leave the cafe alone.
She stood by the window, holding the cappuccino Wu Liu had brought her. She watched Wei Zheng's back disappear from her sight. She took a sip of coffee and said to the young man at the table, who was frowning at the bitterness of the American coffee, "After the Cheng Puyu incident, didn't I go to Yingzhou to look for Taoist Ling Xiao? Although I didn't find him, I got a general idea of where he was."
"The person in charge of Danfeng Mall has always said that he didn't know that Taoist Ling Xiao's method of dealing with the mall's construction issues was to use a dummy. He wasn't lying, because the people connected to Taoist Ling Xiao are inside the Danfeng Group. A small manager at the mall is not qualified to ask Taoist Ling Xiao to come out of retirement."
"Combined with the towel factory incident, we suspect that Elder Ling Xiao has a long-term partnership with the Danfeng Group. Danfeng Group has always encountered various problems... those that can be solved with money are solved with money, and those that cannot be solved with money are the ones that Elder Ling Xiao should take action."
Duan Yunshuang told Rong Jing about these things because Cheng Puyu was now by Rong Jing's side, but their special department had its own rules of conduct, so she kept silent about other plans.
Obviously, Rong Jing didn't want to listen either.
Because his face was almost wrinkled into a bun.
Duan Yunshuang couldn't help laughing when he saw him like this: "I told you long ago that the one you chose is very bitter."
Rong Jing pushed the cup aside in disdain: "But Wuliu said this tastes good."
Duan Yunshuang: "If you believe what he says, even a sow can climb a tree."
But Wuliu does like American coffee.
She stepped forward and patted Rong Jing on the shoulder, then led him out of the private room and comforted him: "Sister asked Wuliu to make you milk tea to make amends."
Rong Jing finally didn't have to struggle to drink coffee anymore, and he breathed a sigh of relief. Then, when he heard the words "make milk tea", his eyes lit up slightly, but then he thought of something, looked down at the time, and asked Duan Yunshuang: "Does it take a long time to make milk tea?"
"Not long, but do you have anything to do tonight?"
"We're going to Tianditong for hotpot tonight."
Duan Yunshuang: “……?”
The corner of her eye twitched. If nothing unexpected happened, Rong Jing would be the first person she met who would go to Tiandi Tong for hotpot.
The taste is quite special.
She thought for a moment and asked quietly, "Is it delicious?"
Rong Jing nodded: "It's delicious."
During the time he came to Yancheng, he also begged Xie Changshi to take him to eat hot pot. According to Special Assistant Song, that hot pot restaurant was one of the best in the whole Yancheng, and it was very expensive, but the taste was not as good as Tianditong.
He added: “It’s also cheap.”
Duan Yunshuang's eyes lit up slightly, and she touched her chin with her slender white fingers, thinking that after the matter with Taoist Ling Xiao was over, maybe she could take the people in the department to Tiandi Tong for a meal.
The prices outside are too high now, and to be honest, their special department is quite poor, but dinner parties are indispensable after major cases, and if going to Tianditong can save some money, it is not bad.
While waiting for milk tea, Duan Yunshuang received a call and left early. She originally wanted to take Rong Jing with her before leaving, but Rong Jing hadn't even had his milk tea yet, and he had just sent Xie Changshi his location, so he waved goodbye and let Duan Yunshuang leave alone.
As soon as she left, Wu Liu, who was pretending to wipe the cups, walked quietly behind Rong Jing and poked the boy's back, which was slightly bent because he was lying on the table.
Rong Jing looked back.
Seeing Wu Liu cough lightly, he said, "I heard you are very good at fortune-telling?"
Rong Jing said modestly: "It is quite effective."
Wu Liu pursed his lips and opened his mouth for a long time, looking a little conflicted. However, he couldn't resist the crazy thoughts and desires in his heart, so he asked shamelessly, "Can you tell me a fortune?"
"You wanted to ask me for a fortune-teller, and you lied to me and told me that iced Americano was delicious?"
"It's really delicious. I drink it every day. If this isn't delicious, then how can the sweet and cloying ones be delicious?"
Rong Jing's face tightened and he said in a resounding voice, "It tastes good."
Wu Liu: “…”
He didn't want to argue with Rong Jing. After all, he really wanted Rong Jing to tell his fortune, so he simply nodded randomly against his conscience: "Yeah, it tastes good. You're right. I'll add more sugar to your milk tea later. Can you tell my fortune?"
Rong Jing opened his palm towards him, revealing five fingers: "Five hundred for one hexagram."
Wu Liu knew the rules. He made an OK gesture, took out his phone and asked, "Where do you want to scan?"
Rong Jing found his payment code and asked, "What do you want to calculate?"
Wu Liu: "Calculate marriage fate."
Rong Jing: “…”
He looked Wu Liu up and down. Although Wu Liu looked quite mature, Duan Yunshuang had just accidentally revealed that Wu Liu, as the junior brother of Qingyun Sect, was the youngest and was only twenty-four this year.
I didn't expect that you would be so anxious to find a marriage at such a young age.
"Gen below, Dui above, the hexagram six-two says, don't rush things, you have to wait." Rong Jing stared at the hexagram with his chin resting on his head, and gave his final answer, "You won't be able to find a wife for the time being."
Unexpectedly, Wu Liu was quite happy to hear the contents of the divination. The joy did not disappear from his face for a long time. He smiled with satisfaction: "The divination is not bad."
Don't be too hasty, have to wait.
The meaning of this hexagram clearly tells him that there is a chance.
What is time then?
Just because you can’t find a wife for the time being doesn’t mean you won’t be able to find one for the rest of your life.
Wu Liu, feeling cheerful, saw the black Maybach parked at the door a few minutes later. He handed a cup of milk tea to Rong Jing through a tube and a packed cup of milk tea to Xie Changshi, saying goodbye with a smile, "I wish you a wonderful night at Tianditong."
Xie Changshi: “…”
Rong Jing: “……?”
Huh? Is that what you said?
Is there something wrong?
…
Special Assistant Song had an appointment tonight, so he left after sending Rong Jing, Xie Changshi and the little kid Cheng Puyu who was traveling with him to Tianditong. Otherwise, he would have wanted to shamelessly try how delicious Tianditong's hot pot was.
The staff member guarding the fifth floor of Tianditong saw Rong Jing and his mouth twitched.
He still remembers Rong Jing.
After all, Rong Jing's face is really good-looking, but few people would take the initiative to come to a store like Tianditong that sells funeral products to eat.
This time, Rong Jing not only came alone, but also brought someone with him.
He gave Rong Jing a thumbs-up, tilted his head to the side, and praised sincerely, "You two are truly unique."
Rong Jingquan thought the other party was praising him and said modestly, "It's okay, just average."
Arriving at the hot pot restaurant, he ordered the set meal A that Rong Jing had been dreaming of. He warmly greeted Xie Changshi: "Eat more."
Xie Changshi's eyes swept around.
The hot pot restaurant did not have private rooms, which meant he could clearly see ghosts of different appearances sitting at different tables, looking at him with curious eyes.
Xie Changshi: “…”
Mr. Xie had often given speeches at the podium when he was in elementary school, surrounded by countless students. After he grew up and joined the Xie family, he had more opportunities to be watched during meetings and annual gatherings. However, this was the first time he had been treated like a monkey by a group of ghosts.
Very special experience.
Just then, his cell phone rang, and Xie Changshi lowered his eyes to take a look.
Lu Yunji: Where are you guys eating hotpot? Damn Zhang Chengan has stood me up again. You two kind people, please come pick me up.
The Zhang Chengan that Lu Yunji mentioned was Lu Yunji’s good friend from college, and now he is an executive at Fu’s, a partner of Xie’s.
Xie Changshi placed his slender fingers on the table, tapping it twice, and suddenly asked Rong Jing, "Do you mind inviting Lu Yunji to join us for hot pot?"
Rong Jing held the meat in his mouth, waved his hands, and spoke a little unclearly: "As long as he doesn't mind."
So Xie Changshi sent the location of Tianditong to Lu Yunji on WeChat, who had just removed him from the blacklist.
Lu Yunji leaned against the car, holding a cigarette in one hand and a mobile phone in the other. He looked at the location with some uncertainty, put out the cigarette, and used his fingers to enlarge the words on the location on the screen. Suddenly, "Tian Di Tong" caught his eye.
Lu Yunji: “……?”
Xie Changshi was playing tricks on him?
But the next second, Xie Changshi sent a photo of a table full of hot pot dishes.
And he said: If you don’t come soon, Rong Jing will finish eating.
Lu Yunji typed: Are you sure it’s Tianditong and you didn’t lie to me?
Xie Changshi: Yes.
Lu Yunji: You lied to me, I will hand in my resignation tomorrow morning.
Xie Changshi: Love comes or not.
Lu Yunji sneered, threw down his phone, and stepped on the accelerator to head towards Tianditong.
Twenty minutes later.
Lu Yunji came to the fifth floor of Tianditong with a stern face and walked towards the table of Rong Jing and Xie Changshi.
The further he walked in, the more his brows furrowed, and he even rubbed his exposed arms. As soon as he sat down, he couldn't wait to ask, "Is the air conditioning here turned too low? By the way, has the competition among businesses in Yancheng become so fierce? Are they willing to open stores on the fifth floor of Tianditong?"
Lu Yunji was from Tingyang, and his ancestral home was in Tingyang. Normally, when he returned home during the Qingming Festival, he would just buy some things from the funeral supplies store in Tingyang to burn for his ancestors. Therefore, he had only heard of Tianditong and had never been inside. He had no idea that the fifth floor was Tianditong's own property.
He chattered on: "And you two are actually willing to come here to eat hot pot."
Xie Changshi drank the tea brought by the staff without changing his expression, and said calmly: "Interest."
Lu Yunji: "...It's really interesting. I'm even willing to add a light bulb."
Although he admitted that he was a light bulb, Lu Yunji's hands and mouth never stopped eating hot pot. As time passed, he touched his face and said to Xie Changshi, "I don't know what's going on, but I always feel like someone is staring at me."
Xie Changshi's expression remained unchanged: "Your illusion."
Lu Yunji nodded: "Of course I know it's my illusion, but——"
Before he could finish his words, Xie Changshi added, "Only ghosts are staring at you."
Lu Yunji: “…Huh?!”
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