Chapter 39
Rong Jing looked at him, feeling more and more guilty the more they stared at each other, but she still struggled hard: "That doesn't count as fleecing."
"What's that?"
"Excellent quality and affordable, don't miss it!" Rong Jing searched his zombie brain for a full half minute before finally finding a reasonable description. He looked at the other person with eyes full of sincerity and began to praise him without hesitation. "Your hot pot is cheap and delicious. The ingredients are fresh, the beef is very tender, and there are many options for soup bases. Everyone who has tried it says it's great. I swear on my head, if it weren't for your special nature, there would definitely be more people coming here to eat hot pot! Tianditong's hot pot is the best!"
By the time he finished speaking, the guilt in the boy's words had already turned into determination.
I'm afraid I've fooled myself into believing it.
Feng Yu lazily leaned against the cashier counter at one side. He raised his eyebrows when he heard this: "So, our family is number one in the world?"
Rong Jing nodded vigorously, saying, "Of course."
Although it was flattery, Feng Yu liked to hear nice things. He sipped his milk tea with satisfaction, and then, under Rong Jing's surprised gaze, he took out a card with the words "Tian Di Tong" on it and handed it to the other party: "Since you have such good taste, I'll give you a card. You can get a 20% discount on hot pot when you come here next time."
Rong Jing: “!”
Is there such a good thing?
He looked back at Xie Changshi uncertainly, then at Feng Yu, and asked tentatively, "Did I really accept it?"
"Just answer it, and you're still looking at your partner's face. You have no family status at all." Feng Yu threw the empty milk tea cup into the trash can with disgust. "Besides, I'm a kind-hearted person. I wouldn't cheat a young zombie like you who hasn't been beaten by society."
Rong Jing originally wanted to refute the word "object", but when the word "little zombie" came out, his eyes immediately widened.
This is the second time someone has realized at first glance that he is not a human being.
He couldn't help but touch his face and began to wonder if he was really that bad at hiding it?
So I couldn't help but ask curiously: "How do you know I'm a little zombie?"
Feng Yu: "Because I'm awesome."
Then, to prove that he was truly powerful and had absolutely no suspicion of deceiving zombies, he raised his chin towards the mirror, pointed at the little girl not far away who had just changed into a pink princess dress, and asked, "Do you need me to treat her?"
Rong Jing's eyes lit up again: "Is it okay?"
"Of course, I'm kind-hearted after all." Feng Yu walked towards the little girl with his long legs.
He was tall and slender, and although he looked good, he seemed to have a bad temper. When the little girl saw him, her originally happy smile immediately disappeared, and she subconsciously shrank behind Cheng Puyu.
Feng Yu, the great King of Fengdu, was too lazy to argue with a little girl. Besides, a leader must be imposing.
It's normal for the kid to be subconsciously afraid of him.
He hooked his long finger slightly, and no matter how well the little girl hid, it was useless.
The girl's body seemed to be tied up by something, and then she was forcibly dragged out little by little. She struggled with her eyes red, but the next second, a hand gently patted her head.
In an instant, all emotions faded rapidly. The little girl stood there in a daze, and memories began to surge in her mind.
Then, tears streamed down her cheeks. Her gaze was unfocused, staring blankly in one direction, and she murmured, "Mom and Dad."
Cheng Puyu and Rong Jing, who was walking over, were both stunned and looked up at Feng Yu.
Just take a photo?
What kind of magical power is this?
Feng Yu seemed to be oblivious to the shocked looks of the zombie and the ghost. His gaze quickly focused on the young man approaching not far away. He said "let's go" and walked towards the young man.
That back figure looked quite cool and pretentious, as if he was leaving after finishing his work.
Cheng Puyu's eyes were shining, and it was not until Feng Yu walked around the pillar and disappeared from his sight that he came to his senses and said, "That's awesome," and then looked at the tearful girl again.
The little girl's condition improved, and her bent arms and legs, as well as her IQ, all returned to normal with a gentle pat from Feng Yu.
At first glance, they look no different from normal humans.
She pinched her fingers nervously and bowed to the two people and the ghost in front of her. Although she had woken up, her memory was not interrupted. She clearly remembered how Rong Jing and Cheng Puyu coaxed her and told her that they would take her to meet her parents.
"My name is Wu Yue." She said softly, "Thank you, brothers."
Cheng Puyu's face was filled with love after hearing the word "brother". He thought that the eleven or twelve-year-old Wu Yue was just as Uncle Wu and Aunt Wu said, very obedient and sensible.
He quickly waved his hand: "You're welcome, do you want to look at the clothes again?"
Wu Yue's mind was now on her parents. The beautiful clothes she liked before had no appeal to her at the moment. She shook her head decisively, so Rong Jing and Cheng Puyu looked at each other, handed all the clothes they had tried on before to the shopping guide, and asked her to help burn them.
Seeing Wu Yue wearing a clean dress, Rong Jing said, "Let's go to the hospital."
The car drove back to the hospital, and Wu Yue couldn't wait to rush to her mother's ward. But standing at the door, she hesitated. Eleven years later, she had almost forgotten what her parents looked like. She only remembered that her father was a delicious cook and always loved making sweet and sour pork ribs for her, and that her mother was a skilled handicrafter, having sewed dolls for her to sleep with.
Wu Yue carefully leaned out of the door frame, and she only needed to raise her eyes slightly to see her parents.
She stood there in a daze, her eyes fixed on the two men's faces.
Although it had been so long that her memory was already fuzzy, she still remembered that her parents' hair was black, not gray like it is now, and their faces had many more wrinkles.
Aunt Wu was sitting on the bed, silently wiping away tears. Her voice was hoarse from crying. "Old Wu, do you think Yueyue will blame us? Will she not want to see us? If we hadn't been greedy for that little overtime pay that day, we should have gone home earlier."
Wu Mingliang held his wife in his arms, his voice still hoarse, but full of comfort: "No, our Yueyue has always been a good child. We know that you work overtime to make more money and to give our family a better life."
"Really?"
"Really!" The sudden voice startled both Uncle Wu and Aunt Wu. They looked up at once, and saw a shadowy figure, much like Cheng Puyu from before, slowly appear before them. Unlike Cheng Puyu, however, this figure looked incredibly familiar; it was their daughter, whom they hadn't seen for eleven years.
The two of them narrowed their eyes. Aunt Wu looked at her blankly and subconsciously raised her hand.
Wu Yue also raised her hand, but she couldn't touch her mother. She could only say with tears in her eyes, "Mom, I don't blame you. I really don't blame you."
When Aunt Wu heard this, tears fell again.
She covered her face, crying and shouting, "Xiaobao..."
Rong Jing, Xie Changshi, and Cheng Puyu didn't enter the ward to disturb Wu Mingliang's family of three, but just hearing the crying from inside was heartbreaking. Cheng Puyu held her face in her hands, sighing and telling a hellish joke: "Luckily, my parents were gone before I died, otherwise I can't even imagine how heartbroken they must have been."
Rong Jing: “…”
He decisively changed the subject and asked Cheng Puyu: "Why don't you stay here? If there's anything happening with Wu Yue, feel free to contact me."
Cheng Puyu certainly didn't refuse: "Okay, go and do your thing."
Rong Jing didn't have anything to do for the time being, but he had to take Xie Changshi to have lunch which was already past the time.
After lunch, he urged Xie Changshi to return to the company, while he himself hurried to Changhua Street. Seeing that he was so anxious that he could stumble on flat ground, Xie Changshi felt quite helpless. He quickly reached out and put his arm around his waist to pull him back, saying, "Why are you in such a hurry?"
Xie Changshi originally just wanted Rong Jing to slow down and not be so impulsive. But Rong Jing's response was unexpected: "If you go faster, you can help more people with fortune-telling. It would be bad if you run into people like Uncle Wu and Aunt Wu again."
Speaking of which, Rong Jing felt that in the matter of Uncle Wu and Aunt Wu... it seemed that the Grandmaster had exerted some influence in the dark.
The two of them had originally gone to Changhua Street to look for him, but were kidnapped by Cao Zhen on the way and were about to leave Yancheng the next day. However, Aunt Wu was suddenly involved in a car accident and had to stay behind because of a broken leg, and she ran into him in the hospital.
It really fits the saying that "blessings and misfortunes go hand in hand".
But Rong Jing thought about it and felt that the Grand Master could not always be so helpful. There was only one Grand Master, and there would always be times when he was not able to take care of things. So as a good disciple of the Grand Master, he must help as much as possible.
Seeing his expression of "I'm right", Xie Changshi couldn't help but smile, patted his head and said, "Yes, our Ah Jing is really considerate."
"Of course." If Rong Jing was a little zombie with a long tail, its tail would have already flown into the sky with the help of the propeller.
"I'll ask the driver to take you first."
"good."
While watching Rong Jing's back as he left, Xie Changshi was also thinking in his heart that the weather in Yancheng would not be very good in the coming period, with rainy days coming one after another. It was estimated that Rong Jing's stall setting up in Changhua Street would not be very smooth.
Perhaps, he needs to find a store to serve as Rong Jing's workshop.
When Rong Jing arrived at Changhua Street, several people were already waiting. Mo Jingtong mentioned Wu Mingliang's visit to Changhua Street. He said worriedly, "He looks devastated."
Rong Jing comforted him: "It's okay, I met him in the hospital and helped him find his daughter."
"That'll do."
Rong Jing sat down and greeted the first guest as usual.
He didn't notice that the owner of the antique stall was passing by carrying something. When he heard the words "daughter found", his brows frowned slightly, and then he hurried back to his stall in a hurry.
The antique shop owner was bent over and panting heavily. Seeing him like this, Cao Zhen couldn't help but glance over and asked curiously, "What are you doing?"
He is in a good mood today.
Rong Jing didn't come to Changhua Street the whole morning, so several customers came to his side.
He didn't give any face and charged four or five hundred yuan, and the customers didn't refuse.
Thinking about it, he asked the antique shop owner, "Do you think I should change the price? Twenty-one fortune-tellings are really too cheap compared to those over there."
The antique shop owner was so preoccupied with Rong Jing's words that he ignored Cao Zhen's question. He simply said, "When I passed by Rong Jing just now, I heard him say that he had helped someone find their daughter. Don't you think it's such a coincidence?"
Cao Zhen was startled.
The antique dealer continued chattering, "Come to think of it, I did see the family that came to you yesterday to find out about our daughter's whereabouts. The man ran off to look for Rong Jing."
Cao Zhen pursed his lips and forced a smile after a while: "Maybe it's just a coincidence. That family must have gone to Xingtan by now."
The antique shop owner thought about it and asked uncertainly, "Really?"
But Cao Zhen did not respond. He looked towards the end of the street with a gloomy expression.
…
Rong Jing worked overtime until ten o'clock today and got home. When he returned to Yunjiang Bay, he was already a hollowed-out little zombie. He slumped on the sofa, hugging his pillow weakly and howling, "I'm so tired, Xie Changshi, I want to eat beef noodles."
Xie Changshi did not reject the little zombie's request and made him a bowl of beef noodles with plenty of ingredients.
Then we brought up the store while we were eating.
Rong Jing held the noodles in his mouth, blinked, and asked, "Is it too much trouble?"
Xie Changshi: “No.”
Moreover, Changhua Street is just a street after all. If there is a large flow of people, the whole street will appear extremely crowded, and people queuing will probably have no place to stand.
Furthermore, it may not be a problem for young people to squeeze in, but if there are people with mobility problems or elderly people who have no place to sit, it is really not suitable.
After hearing these analyses, Rong Jing was easily convinced.
Anyway, Xie Changshi has taken care of the store's location, size and decoration, so Rong Jing just needs to sit back and enjoy the results.
"I'll ask Song Qing to help me take a look tomorrow. It would be best if there's something ready-made."
There is nothing ready-made, so you have to wait for a while until it is decorated.
Rong Jing was moved and picked up a huge piece of beef for Xie Changshi, and gave the good guy card that he had taken back to Xie Changshi again.
Xie Changshi: “…”
I guess Rong Jing will never be able to change this habit of borrowing flowers from Buddha and offering them to Buddha in his lifetime.
Thinking he had to get up early the next morning to tell fortunes for clients, Mo Jingtong asked Rong Jing to play a newly released game that night, but Rong Jing ignored him. The next morning, he eagerly jumped out of bed, shouldered his backpack, and just as he reached Changhua Street, he received a call from Chen Rong. With a sigh, he told Mo Jingtong, "Please ask for some leave for me," and resigned himself to his fate as he headed to Shanshui Restaurant.
When Rong Jing arrived, Cui Linshan was standing at the door. Seeing Rong Jing, he looked a little embarrassed: "It's so early in the morning, I'm sorry to disturb your rest, Master. Have you eaten?"
Rong Jing nodded.
He got up early today. When he opened the door and walked into the living room, he scared Xie Changshi. Then he ate the steamed buns that Xie Changshi had made while they were still steaming.
"Mr. Chen said he found the person who threw the dirty stuff into the vase?"
"Yeah. Chen Rong probably told you that a friend wanted to buy this restaurant from me." When Cui Linshan talked about this, the smile he had on his face when facing the mirror had completely disappeared. His brows and eyes looked gloomy, and his expression was grim. "That tumbler doll was lost by him."
As they were talking, they had already arrived at the monitoring room.
Chen Rong heard the noise and raised his head.
Rong Jing subconsciously took a step back.
Chen Rong: “…”
He reached out and rubbed it, his tone sounding a little sad: "Although I know I look a little scary now, Master, you usually don't retreat when you see a ghost. Today's behavior really hurts my heart."
Rong Jing was too embarrassed to speak out his true feelings.
In the past, the difference between humans and ghosts was obvious, but today Chen Rong is neither human nor ghost, which is really scary.
But he didn't say anything, and Chen Rong also got a glimpse of his thoughts from his expression.
Chen Rong took out his cell phone and pointed it at his face.
After enduring almost a whole day and night, his complexion looked very ugly indeed. There were dark circles under his eyes, his eyes were dull, and it seemed as if black smoke was coming out of his head. He looked like he had rickets and leaned weakly on the chair.
It seems that... it looks more like a ghost than Cheng Puyu.
Cui Linshan couldn't help but smile at the conversation between the two. He patted Chen Rong on the shoulder and said, "You are trying too hard. The surveillance camera is here and it won't run away."
Chen Rong bit the milk carton Cui Linshan had handed him and mumbled, "You never know. That guy was able to throw something dirty into the vase and give my sister-in-law a soul-leaving syndrome. Who knows if he's also capable of stealing and changing things?"
He added, "And didn't the Master say we had to find the person behind that guy? I wanted to compress the time so he wouldn't notice something was wrong and run away early."
After hearing the last sentence, Cui Linshan was silent for a while, and then he said after a while: "It may be too late, we have already alerted the enemy."
"Um?"
"That day, when we found Ah Yan's soul, didn't we run into someone on our way out? It was him. If he knew Master Rong, he would definitely know what we were going to do."
Chen Rong was in a hurry that day and didn't pay any attention to what the guy who stopped Cui Linshan looked like.
But after hearing what Cui Linshan said, it seems that it is really difficult to deal with.
While the two were talking, Rong Jing was still watching the surveillance footage. He saw that in the clipped footage, the middle-aged man was standing with a group of people. He seemed to have drunk too much, with obvious signs of drunkenness on his face. Then, as if he was losing his balance, he fell backward uncontrollably. Then, his fingers naturally grasped the vase and tossed the tumbler doll he had been hiding in his hand into it.
After doing this, he even sighed to the crowd: "Luckily I didn't get drunk to death, otherwise I would have knocked over this vase and Boss Cui would have asked me for money."
Everyone else burst into laughter, teasing the middle-aged man about his good luck.
"Master." Cui Linshan walked over and saw Rong Jing's eyes were still fixed on the video. He was about to ask, but heard Rong Jing ask back, "Does anyone else know that your wife has woken up?"
Cui Linshan was stunned for a moment, then shook his head, "It's just the people at the hospital. I haven't notified the people around me yet."
The main reason is that we haven’t had time to notify you yet.
He spent the entire day yesterday at his wife's side. His wife had been in a coma for over a week, and he had a lot to say to her. After that, he rushed around and took his wife through another physical examination. By the time everything was done, it was already 10 p.m.
Chen Rong called me over again early this morning and I didn't even have time to catch my breath.
"In this case, unless this person is constantly watching the hospital, he probably won't know your wife is awake." Rong Jing sat in a chair, holding his chin, thoughts turning one after another in his head. "Why don't you give him a call and test it out?"
The two people present were both veterans in the business world, and there was nothing they didn't understand when they heard Rong Jing's words.
Chen Rong slapped his thigh and said to Cui Linshan, "That's right. Just call him and tell him that your wife hasn't woken up and her condition has worsened. You want to discuss signing a contract with him and see how he reacts."
Upon hearing this, Cui Linshan immediately took out his cell phone and called Xu Zhi.
He turned on the hands-free modem, and the beeping sound continued for a long time. Just when Chen Rong and the others thought that Xu Zhi's snake had really been scared away, the other party's voice suddenly rang beside his ear: "Hello? Boss Cui, why are you calling me at this time?"
The voice sounded calm, and there didn't seem to be any panic or other emotions revealed.
Cui Linshan and Chen Rong exchanged a glance, and then, with his voice deliberately hoarse, he said, "I want to talk to you about signing the contract. If you're free, we can sign it in the next two days."
Xu Zhi was stunned for a moment when he heard this, then smiled and asked quietly, "Why are you so anxious all of a sudden?"
"My wife is not...well." When he said the last two words, Cui Linshan choked up at the right time. The voice with a hint of crying made Rong Jing's eyes widen, and he couldn't help but clap his hands silently.
He was just praising the acting skills of Xu Zhi in his heart, but now it seems that Cui Linshan is even more amazing.
What kind of restaurant are these two people opening? They can just pack it up and move it to the film and television base in Yancheng.
Chen Rong obviously didn't expect Cui Linshan to express his emotions so richly, and couldn't help but give him a thumbs up.
Cui Linshan turned away and continued, his voice choking with sobs, describing his wife's worrying condition. "She was just in a coma a while ago, but the test results were all positive. But today, for some reason, her vitality suddenly declined. The doctor said she might not survive more than two days. I don't have the energy to run the restaurant right now, so just come see me whenever it's convenient for you."
"Don't give up, there might still be hope." Xu Zhi comforted Cui Linshan twice on the other end of the phone, then said, "I'm busy with something right now. I'll see if I have time to come over today. If I do, I'll call you in advance."
"Yeah, okay."
Click.
The phone was hung up.
Xu Zhi suddenly turned his head to look at the middle-aged man sitting on the sofa.
The man, wearing a yellow and black Taoist robe, noticed Xu Zhi's gaze and immediately raised his eyes and sneered, "I told you, you're overthinking it."
Xu Zhi also breathed a sigh of relief, walked over to the sofa opposite the man and sat down, explaining, "Isn't that just me being cautious? Don't you know that guy named Rong Jing is just so praised to the skies? They say his fortune-telling is so accurate, he never fails. I actually thought he was really capable of figuring out the problem with Cui Linshan's wife."
The middle-aged man disdained the name Rong Jing: "Being good at fortune-telling doesn't mean you're good at other things."
What's more, Rong Jing is such a young guy, no matter how powerful he is, how powerful can he be?
"Wang Shuiyan's soul-dissociation syndrome will be completely incurable after today. You can go sign the contract with peace of mind. Don't forget to transfer the remaining money to me when the time comes." The man glanced at him and said, "Be more calm when encountering problems in the future. We have worked together so many times. Have you ever seen an accident?"
Xu Zhixin thought so too.
The person opposite him had never made any mistakes before, and this time would definitely be the same.
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