Chapter 10, old friends

Author: Bottle Fighter

Chapter 10, old friends

Lin Qiusheng attaches great importance to establishing a relationship with Chief Anderson, or the American police. After all, when it comes to paying for things, the public, even the public in the United States, is always better than the big government.

Some private individuals are very happy. It's a pity that they haven't had the chance to get in touch with the US military yet. Those are the ones who are rich and dare to spend money. They can sell a sheep for 700,000 to provide them with high-tech services.

No matter what, I can get dozens or even millions back.

Chief Anderson was very helpful. This case was so complicated, and Lin Qiusheng was so closely related to this case, but Chief Anderson only asked him to make a note and leave his contact information, which meant that he could

I've left the police station. As long as I don't leave the United States in the near future, I can go wherever I want.

Lin Qiusheng had no interest in staying overnight in the police station, so he took Zhang Feng to leave. It was already night. The two of them called a taxi and went directly to a hotel to stay.

Helping Lin Qiusheng move the suitcase into the room, Zhang Feng said again: "Master, Li Weimin was seriously injured, and he is still being questioned in various ways. His current fortune is so low, and now he is in trouble, although this

The matter really has nothing to do with him, but with this kind of luck, he may not be able to come out normally. I just don’t know how much savings he still has. We must let him pay us the balance of the contract quickly.

Otherwise, if something else happens and the balance is dragged down, it will be bad."

"Well, Afeng, you are right to think about it." Lin Qiusheng also nodded, "I have inquired with the police chief. Li Weimin was sent to a government hospital here. It is too late now. We will go see him tomorrow.

Look at him."

But Lin Qiusheng and the others did not go to the hospital to visit Li Weimin the next day, because a lawyer hired by Li Weimin found them early in the morning and settled the balance with them on behalf of Li Weimin, and he also brought them two

The same day's air tickets to New York - according to the contract, for every extra day Lin Qiusheng and the others stay here, Li Weimin will have to pay for one extra day, so Li Weimin is eager to send them away as soon as possible.

Because they had to catch a flight, they didn't have time to visit Li Weimin in the hospital. The two of them packed their luggage, called a car, and went to the airport.

As soon as he arrived at the airport, Lin Qiusheng's phone rang. He picked up the phone and looked at it. It was a guy from China whom he met in New York's Chinatown two years ago. At that time, Lin Qiusheng had just lost his job and could only

He worked as a day laborer in Chinatown, serving dishes, and even rented a house with this guy. However, Lin Qiusheng actually had a normal relationship with that guy. Later, both of them found jobs that were more suitable for them, and they had no contact with each other.

At this time, this guy called, and Lin Qiusheng was a little surprised.

Considering that although the two people had some differences in outlook, they still knew each other, so Lin Qiusheng answered the phone.

"Hey, is this Xiao Lin? I heard that you are now a Taoist priest?" A voice came from the phone, causing Lin Qiusheng to quickly take the phone a little further away from his ears.

"Yes, Lao Zhang, what's the matter with you calling me at this time?" Lin Qiusheng asked.

"I have a business to take care of you." Lao Zhang shouted on the phone. Through the phone, Lin Qiusheng felt as if he could see his front teeth that were yellowed by smoke. "Let me tell you, we are here."

I'm going to find someone to preside over the ceremony. See if you're free..."

When it comes to performing rituals after a person dies, this is really a professional matter for Lin Qiusheng. Moreover, during this period of time, due to the epidemic, millions of people have died in the United States. After these people have died, someone naturally needs to perform rituals.

Although most of the rituals were carried out by Protestants or Catholics, there were still many Taoist believers in Chinatown. Before all kinds of ghosts and ghosts gradually increased, Lin Qiusheng relied on these Taoist believers in Chinatown to survive.

He went through the most difficult period of his life.

Even now, the income from doing idle work is actually somewhat out of Lin Qiusheng's eyes, but considering his old relationship with Chinatown, Lin Qiusheng has been taking this kind of work. It's just that Lao Zhang is not in Lin Qiusheng's "

Lin Qiusheng also knew that basically none of Lao Zhang's group believed in Taoism - most of them regarded anything from China, including themselves, as rubbish.

So most of these people are Protestants. If they want anything, they should usually go to a pastor. And because Protestantism occupies an obvious dominant position in the United States, their pastors have many ways to make money, so they do it for free.

When doing things, the fees are relatively low. Generally speaking, if you hire a Protestant pastor to do this kind of thing, the more expensive one is three hundred dollars, the cheaper one may even be one hundred dollars. Of course, this does not mean that you have faith.

Protestantism must be cheaper than practicing other religions.

"Is he your friend? Why doesn't he believe in Protestantism?" Lin Qiusheng asked directly.

"No, we tried to persuade him at the time, but he said that a person like him who was born with ungrateful sins was not worthy of believing in Christ, so..."

"So he is qualified to believe in Taoism?" Lin Qiusheng sneered.

"Oh, Xiao Lin, I don't mean that. Besides, this person is dead. What do you care about with a dead person? Why bother with business just for the sake of one breath? Business is business anyway, don't you think so?

?" Lao Zhang's disapproving voice came from the phone.

"Old Zhang, do you know my charging standards for doing these things?" Lin Qiusheng knew that most of Lao Zhang's friends were people who had a firm belief in the United States and therefore hated the motherland. Although these people were rich

The United States has come, but due to the lack of skills that are sufficient to make a living, living standards have not improved, but have dropped significantly, even to the point where they can only survive by serving dishes.

In fact, prices in the United States are very cheap. Not to mention the well-known one-dollar fried chicken, even higher-end products are often reduced to zero dollars during certain events. It’s just that these people generally have too low self-esteem and feel that they are not qualified to enjoy such things.

Not only will they not participate in such preferential activities, but in many cases they will also become the target of the activities.

Life is not easy, so these people will look to the other side of the ocean to find comfort from people whose lives are even more unsatisfactory. However, the result of looking at them often makes them even more sad - the person whose life is even more unsatisfactory turns out to be themselves.

Such a psychological gap means that these people's mentality is extremely abnormal. They need to continuously develop self-deception in order to live. Lao Zhang saw this, so he pulled these people together and organized them to curse Dayang.

On the other side, in order to relieve their psychological problems, and at the same time collect some fees from them for providing spiritual comfort, thus bidding farewell to the life of serving dishes.

Lao Zhang is definitely not as good as Lin Qiusheng in terms of income now, but considering that he does not have the expense of renting a supercomputer, if he is rich, he is probably richer than Lin Qiusheng now, but his "friend"

Most of them are or will be paupers.

Lao Zhang has not contacted Lin Qiusheng for two or three years. He obviously only heard from others that Lin Qiusheng became a Taoist priest. He did not know the specific situation. When Lin Qiusheng asked this question, he was obviously

He was stunned for a moment, then changed his tone and asked: "Xiao Lin, are you rich now? Can you give me a number?"

Lin Qiusheng said: "Generally speaking, if the host is an old friend in Chinatown, everyone will give it casually, just for fun, but it will usually not be less than five hundred dollars. As for other people, such

I don’t want to take on the job anymore. It’s too complicated, too tiring, and makes too little money. It’s not cost-effective to do it.”

Although Lin Qiusheng's words actually rejected Lao Zhang, Lao Zhang became polite to Lin Qiusheng: "That Taoist Lin, you are so prosperous now? Oops, you won't take care of your old brother even when you are prosperous. That of yours

To be honest, my friend can't afford it. If he had money, he wouldn't be left in a pit ward to die after getting sick. Mr. Lin, can you help me?

Introduce a cheaper counterpart?"

"Thrown to the 'pit ward' to die? It couldn't be that one, right? He's been dead for a year, right, and he hasn't been buried yet?" Lin Qiusheng asked.

"Buried? Can he afford a cemetery? Don't have the money to pay for a grave?" Lao Zhang made no secret of his disdain for the deceased on the phone. "It's just that some people said that the place where his ashes are stored is not stable now, and often at night

There was some noise or something, so I wanted to find someone to do a ritual to suppress it."

"Then how much money can your friends pay?" Lin Qiusheng asked.

"Fool them, it won't exceed a hundred dollars at most. Of course, if the price is two hundred dollars, I will take half of it," Lao Zhang said.

"This price, no one I know has such a cheap price." Lin Qiusheng said, "But if you just want to fool around, you can call Pork Hua. He may know some people who charge such a cheap price.

."

This price is indeed too low. Even Zhang Feng, who has not yet started his apprenticeship, cannot afford such a small amount of money. This is not even a question of money, but a question of identity. Lin Qiusheng can accept that Zhang Feng does not want a penny.

Even if he was just helping others, he could never be allowed to pay so little. As for Pork Hua, Lin Qiusheng was Lin Qiusheng's landlord before when he lived in Chinatown. He was a local gangster in Chinatown and knew many bad people who were good at deception and deception.

Although Lin Qiusheng had clearly rejected Lao Zhang here, but perhaps because he realized that Lin Qiusheng had become "developed", he became more and more polite to Lin Qiusheng, and even said diligently that they were old friends.

, we should find a time to get together and keep in touch with each other. Lin Qiusheng simply said that he had no schedule now and would talk about it later when he was free, and then hung up the phone on the pretext that he was about to get on a plane.
Chapter completed!