Chapter 9
Under the strong lobbying of capitalist Mr. Song, Xie Changshi, who had just stepped down as CEO of Xie Group, temporarily agreed to let Xie Group headquarters recruit a ghost as an intern.
But Cheng Puyu is a ghost after all, and it is obviously inappropriate to let it integrate into other departments, so it was decided to let it follow Song Qing.
Song Qing was excitedly preparing to go find Cheng Puyu to tell him the good news, but Xie Changshi suddenly said, "Burn a copy of the internship contract for him to sign."
Song Qing: “…”
It seems that the newly appointed President Song is still a little short of the mark.
After returning to Yancheng, Mr. Song printed out an employment contract and went to a funeral goods store to buy necessities such as mobile phones, which he burned together with Cheng Puyu.
When Cheng Puyu received the thing, he was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't expect it to be so grand. He was a little touched, and his sad mood because of Zhang Yu seemed to be relieved.
Song Qing patted its shoulder and comforted it: "It's okay, when you really start working, you won't think about Zhang Yu anymore."
Cheng Puyu was a little curious: "Why?"
Song Qing: "Workers don't have the time to be sad about the passing of time. Every spare moment they have is spent scolding their bosses."
After saying that, he felt something was wrong and subconsciously looked back.
Oh, fortunately, his boss took Rong Jing home and didn’t hear it.
…
Xie Changshi owns many properties in Yancheng, but considering his daily commute, he lives in Yunjiangwan.
The elevator went directly to the 16th floor. When you pushed the door open, you would see a huge, clean and bright floor-to-ceiling window. Rong Jing ran over barefoot and stood by the window looking out at Yunjiang.
The temperature is low today, and water vapor rises from the surface of the river, spreading a layer of white mist like flowing smoke. The wind blows through the center of the mist, tearing open one or two cracks, revealing the layers of green mountains and stone towers on the opposite side of the river.
"Looks good?" Xie Changshi walked over, his tall and slender body reflected in the glass. He lowered his eyes slightly and stared at the young man who was almost sticking his face to the floor-to-ceiling window.
Rong Jing nodded without hesitation: "It looks good."
He thought for a moment and said, "When I lived in a tube-shaped building before, the windows were small and the house was always stuffy, but this one is so big."
Xie Changshi remembered it.
Rong Jing likes rainy days very much. Whenever it rains, he likes to run to the corridor to enjoy the scenery.
The rain in Tingyang is always accompanied by strong winds, with no gentle breeze or drizzle at all, so Rong Jing, who was staying in the corridor, was always blown wet.
Xie Changshi once suggested that he go back to his room to watch it, but Rong Jing said he was not satisfied with it.
He lowered his head, his fingertips swiping across the screen of his phone, his eyes glancing at the latest weather forecast. Standing behind the boy, he said, "It will rain at 8 p.m."
"Really?"
"Yeah." The man reached out to smooth down his hair, said "You take a look first," and walked towards the second bedroom. However, the moment he turned around, he suddenly understood why he had bought a property here. When Song Qing asked him if he had any requirements, he only said one thing - two rooms with large windows.
He had been waiting for him to arrive from the beginning to the end.
Xie Changshi walked into the second bedroom.
Although he was in Tingyang yesterday, he had the second bedroom tidied up again in advance. The sheets, quilt covers and curtains were almost all light-colored, which were Rong Jing's favorite colors. There was a hydroponic green plant placed on the bedside, and the overall look was extremely simple.
It fits the style of this house very well.
"What are you looking at?" Rong Jing poked his head in from the door.
Xie Changshi turned around and said, "Your room seems too simple for you. See if there is anything you need and we will go get it."
Rong Jing took a few careful looks and felt that everything was fine at the moment.
But the bed was so big that he thought it could fit a few more dolls and pillows.
As evening approached, Xie Changshi took Rong Jing to a nearby mall. They ate the grilled fish Rong Jing had craved and bought the dolls and pillows she had wanted. This mall, located in a bustling area of Yancheng, was owned by the Xie family. Upon hearing the news, Rong Jing stood at the gate, took a few more glances, then turned to Xie Changshi and said, "The feng shui is excellent, and wealth will flow in."
Xie Changshi laughed: "Thank you Master Rong for your comments."
In order to prove the statement of "wealth coming in", Rong Jing bought a sack of dolls, spending five figures.
Mr. Xie didn't even blink. While swiping his card, he picked up a cute little zombie doll next to him and asked Rong Jing, "Don't you want this?"
Rong Jing said disdainfully: "No, it's too ugly and will damage the image of our little zombie."
Xie Changshi felt regretful, then said, "Yes, one at home is enough."
…
After eating grilled fish, the two of them left the mall as if taking a stroll and walked towards the street behind.
This is a very famous food street nearby, with numerous stalls selling milk tea, pastries, barbecue and the like. Rong Jing was informed of the existence of the food street before arriving at the mall, so he only ate half of the grilled fish until he was half full.
He craned his neck to look ahead and saw a group of people gathered together. Curiously, he asked the girl next to him, "What are they selling over there? There are so many people."
The girl raised the beautifully packaged bag in her hand and explained with a smile, "We're selling desserts. The stall owner is a food blogger named Liu Liu. She has eight million followers, and most of the people there are her fans."
No wonder.
Rong Jing liked the hustle and bustle, so after getting the answer, he immediately turned his head to look at Xie Changshi.
Xie Changshi took the sack from his hand and nodded slightly: "Get in line."
The sky was covered with dark clouds, becoming increasingly gloomy. Rong Jing remembered what Xie Changshi said about it raining at eight o'clock. He took out his mobile phone and glanced at it. It was already past seven o'clock.
Rong Jing was lucky. When it was his turn two minutes later, there was still a piece of matcha tiramisu left in the transparent storage box.
"Wow, two handsome guys." Liu Liu looked to be about twenty-four or twenty-five, with her hair tied in a high ponytail, wearing an apron and a mask. Realizing that her words had attracted the attention of the taller man, she quickly pointed to the live broadcast equipment beside her and explained with a smile, "Don't worry, you weren't captured in the video."
Then he added, "There's only one piece left. I'll give it to you. No money required."
She leaned over and pulled out a new packaging box from the compartment, carefully placed the square tiramisu inside, put it into a girlish bag, and handed it to Rong Jing.
Rong Jing looked at her, then at the cake. He took it and curved his dark eyes at her, saying in a clear voice, "Thank you, sister."
"Oh, you're welcome. You two are so good-looking, and it's my honor to eat my cake."
Liu Liu took off her mask, revealing a pretty face. She waved at the two of them and smiled, "The weather forecast says it's going to rain at 8 o'clock tonight. You should go home early."
"Okay, sister too."
After watching the two leave, Liu Liu turned her head to look at the camera. At this moment, the live broadcast room was full of: What? A handsome guy? How handsome? Let me see too!
She shrugged regretfully: "The handsome guy is gone..."
Before she could finish her words, she caught sight of a young man running towards her. She let out a puzzled "eh" and walked over to the boy, asking, "What's wrong? Did you lose anything?"
Rong Jing: "No, I have something to tell my sister."
Two minutes later, Liu Liu watched Rong Jing leave again.
Xie Changshi waited under a nearby streetlight. The dim light fell on him, making his features look even more refined and stern. He waited until Rong Jing reached his side and stood shoulder to shoulder with him before he began to walk, his long legs clad in trousers, towards the mall's garage.
Liu Liu came back to her senses and returned to the camera. Facing the barrage of questions, she scratched her hair hesitantly before replying, "He said he wanted to thank me for the cake, so he gave me a fortune-telling."
"A charlatan? No way, the handsome guy with him looks like a domineering boss just by his temperament."
"Hexagram? He seemed to have said the Wuwang hexagram, upper nine lines." Liu Liu said and laughed, "Why, this friend called 'I am your father', do you understand this?"
Liu Liu was just joking, but he didn't expect that the netizen with the ID [I am your father] actually left a message: Upper Nine, without delusion, there are blemishes on the way, no benefit. *
Liu Liu recited it silently, her eyes widening little by little: "Yes, yes, that's what he said."
I am your father: What else did he say?
Liu Liu immediately said, "Let me think more before making a decision and protect myself, otherwise there will be no solution when disaster strikes."
As he spoke, a bright streak of light suddenly streaked across the pitch-black sky, followed closely by a loud, piercing rumble of thunder. The sudden sound startled everyone around him. Liu Liu, not bothering to chat with the audience, quickly said, "It's going to rain. I have to pack up and go home. Bye everyone," before ending the live stream.
She was lucky enough that she had already packed all her things into the car when it suddenly started to rain heavily.
Unfortunately, the cart she used to set up her stall was a small three-wheeled vehicle and was completely rainproof.
After putting on the raincoat with difficulty, Liu Liu set off in the wind and rain. After driving for half an hour, he turned into an alley.
There is a shortcut here, but although it is called an alley, it is not actually remote. It is just that because it is late and it is raining heavily, the shutters of all the shops have been drawn, leaving only the old vans on the side of the road.
Although she knew it was going to rain, Liu Liu didn't expect it to rain so heavily.
The heavy downpour overloaded the city's drainage system, and soon the roadside was ankle-deep in water. Liuliu's pink tricycle plopped over a pothole, its lights flashing as if it had noticed something and suddenly started to reverse.
In sight, an electric bike was lying across the road, and a few meters away, a person whose appearance, age and gender could not be seen clearly was wrapped in a thick raincoat and curled up on the ground.
Liu Liu frowned and shouted at the top of her lungs: "Are you okay? Do you need help?"
The sound of rain shattered the other party's reply. Liu Liu could barely see through the rain curtain that the other party seemed to move his body, and his outstretched arm pointed at his leg.
——Can’t stand up anymore?
Realizing this, Liu Liu's face changed slightly. She quickly stopped the car and stepped into the water without even taking out the car keys.
But just as she was about to walk towards the owner of the electric scooter, the young man's voice suddenly popped up in her mind: "Shangjiu, Wuwang, there will be blemishes on your actions, and there will be no benefit. Think carefully before making a decision, stay calm and protect yourself, and don't act rashly."
Liu Liu stopped in her tracks abruptly.
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