Chapter 160 The situation is getting increasingly unfavorable
No one came to my house for several days. Yifan asked me, "Uncle Wan, what's going on? Even the night talk we arranged didn't show up."
As he was talking, a man came in. He seemed a little aggrieved and said as soon as he entered the door, "Blind Mo is so arrogant. You have to make an appointment. I went there a few times and it was crowded. Someone said you can see it too. I looked for it for a long time and found it in this place."
Yifan immediately made tea.
I laughed and said, "It was a little hard to find the first time. But I got used to it the second time."
He took Yifan's tea and said angrily, "I went to Youranju, but the woman said she didn't know. Then I came to your community, and Weimen kept asking me what I was doing. I said I was looking for Master Wan to set the date. He said there was no such person."
I smiled and said, "Maybe he doesn't know me."
The man said, "Then you should go and give out cigarettes to people. He blocked my way in, and I gave out several cigarettes and said a lot of nice things before he let me in."
So that's how it is. After choosing a date for the man, I headed towards the guardhouse. From a distance, I spotted a burly man. How come I didn't recognize him? It turns out I'd often interacted with him during the renovations.
I walked up and called out "Master Li", but he looked at me and seemed to be indifferent.
I asked, “Don’t you recognize me?”
He said, "I know him."
I handed him a cigarette and said, "Someone is here to see me. Please let him in."
He didn't answer and said, "The property management has a rule that everyone who comes in from outside must be checked thoroughly. Oh, you don't have your badge?"
"What cards?"
"Go over there and get your entry and exit badge, otherwise it will be inconvenient for you to enter and exit on your own."
“When was this stipulated?”
"It was stipulated a few days ago."
I thought, this is inevitable, if the property management wants to control you, there is really nothing you can do. So I went to the property management to get the license.
As soon as I entered, a man in his thirties handed me a form and said, "Remember to ask your family to come and do it."
I had just finished filling it out when a young woman came out. I was stunned for a moment, and so was she. She didn't say anything and went back into the inner room.
After getting the license, I found out that the property was under the management of the family, and the woman was the one who had quarreled with me.
I was furious. This rule was aimed at me. Why was there no business? I see.
When my master was alive, I lived a decent life. No one bullied me, and I participated in some high-end social activities from time to time. My life was so free, comfortable and enjoyable.
After my master left, I was back to my old ways. Even a village bully dared to ruin my business. I was just a helpless outsider. Looking around, there was no one to talk to.
Should I talk to Brother Long? He's obviously avoiding me.
Should I talk to Director Ming? It seems like this has nothing to do with him.
As for President Song and Yitong, they were interested in talking about romance and word games, but they were clueless about business matters or complicated interpersonal relationships.
I didn't want to talk to Dongzi. He was the only way the villagers knew me. If I told him a word, the whole village would know I wasn't doing well.
Who else?
Finally I thought of someone, and I picked up my phone and called him.
"Brother Shi, I'm Shanhong."
"You moved over there, and now I have no one to drink with."
Such a warm sentence, my whole body was hot, and I hurriedly said: "I'll come over now and drink a pot of wine with you."
Take a taxi and go straight to Brother Shi’s house.
Entering the living room, I asked, "Where's the lady?"
He replied calmly, "What Madam Luo? She's gone to be a nanny."
He boiled a pot of rice wine, picked up the pot and poured me a cup. On the table were chopped pig's trotters, beef tendons, pig's tongue, pig's tail and peanuts.
He picked up the cup and said, "Come on, let's clink glasses."
"Brother Shi, I have a lot to talk to you about."
He chewed his pig's trotter and nodded.
"I've been having a rough time lately."
Brother Shi nodded: "I know, Master's family is in even worse trouble, his son and daughter-in-law are getting divorced."
"Huh? How come I don't know about this?"
"You're a stranger, how many people do you know? People are attacking your master everywhere, saying if he's so accurate, why didn't he do it for his own son? They're also saying that Brother Long was reprimanded by a certain leader because he recommended your master to look at the feng shui for a house he was building, and now things keep getting into trouble."
Oh, no wonder Brother Long also distanced himself from me.
"No one can be a god. There will always be mistakes. The public has sharp eyes." I said indignantly.
Brother Shi put down the pig's trotter, wiped his hands with a tissue, picked up the wine glass, took a sip, and said:
"Shanhong, this matter needs to be viewed from two perspectives. There is a group of people who are attacking, and the majority of people are wavering."
"Then analyze it for me."
"Let's talk about the attackers first. They're primarily Blind Mo and Blind Zhou. Of course, there's also a large group of people from the Feng Shui and Fortune Telling worlds. Your master has been suppressing them. Overthrowing your master has long been their shared wish.
Of course, another purpose of overthrowing the Taoist priest is to suppress you. You are an outsider who is gradually becoming famous in this city. They will never allow it. It is inevitable that they will rise up and destroy you.
I nodded.
Brother Shi took another sip of wine: "You don't quite understand it yourself, they say outside that you rely on four piles."
"Which four?"
"Don't be angry. They say you rely on deception. You've learned some magic tricks. First, you listen to what someone says to intimidate them. Then, you ask them questions and they answer, getting to know their details. Then, you say harsh words. Anything is possible, and you're half right."
"Lie, I remember."
"Secondly, you rely on exaggeration. Others rely on classic feng shui scriptures and experience, but you have a computer and claim it's satellites in the sky, trying to fool people into thinking it's high-tech. Whether the feng shui is good or not can't be verified, yet you exaggerate it as if it's magical."
"Oh, secondly, blow."
"They rely on coaxing. They admit you've read a lot of miscellaneous books, but you're not reading to get to the root of things. You're reading to coax the uneducated. You open a night talk room specifically to coax the uneducated. You beat around the bush, confuse them, and then you ask for exorbitant amounts of money."
I nodded: "Go on."
"Si Kao Scar, if you say something inaccurate, or if someone disagrees with you and there's an argument, you treat them with brutal methods, using drugs or poisoning them. You're ruthless and brutal. So, they nicknamed you 'Wan Si Kao'."
I was so angry that I couldn't speak.
Shi Ge smiled and said, "Don't be angry. Come, wine can relieve all worries."
I was speechless for a moment.
Shi Ge said: "Every industry has its own world."
I raised my head, sighed, and nodded.
Brother Shi said, "Your master is a strong man. He has a talisman in this city and is the president of the Taoist Association, which gives him a semi-official status. In addition, he has a group of people under his wing, such as Mr. Deng, who is a wealthy man, and Brother Long is his thug. In addition, he is kind to the people and willing to help them, so he has a firm foothold."
I couldn't help but interject, "People like Mr. Deng and Brother Long are just icing on the cake. I've never seen them speak up for justice."
Brother Shi laughed heartily. "Shanhong, your request is excessive. How can they speak up for justice? How can they argue with others and say that everything your master says is right? The standard of right and wrong is not in their hands."
Besides, there are facts behind the attacks on your master. Your master has great magical powers and can guide others, so why doesn't he guide his own family affairs? How can he not predict his son's fate?"
I just drank in silence.
Shi Ge said: "Think about it more positively."
I deliberately tried to test Brother Shi's opinion on my career choice, looked at him seriously and said, "Brother Shi, I'm planning to go into business with my sister."
Brother Shi slammed his wine glass on the table and said: Brother, this is a good idea.
His words broke my heart.
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