Yao Yumen was followed by three men with steady eyes. All three of them were wearing suits and sunglasses. Their hair was combed meticulously and they didn't speak. They just stood there.
"Yunfeng, come here...is this your classmate?" Yao Yumen looked at me with deep meaning in his eyes.
I winked at this woman desperately.
She smiled and said: "Since we met here today, Yunfeng, come and have a meal with us. I have something I want to talk to you about alone."
After speaking, she took out her flip-top PHS phone and made a call: "Well, it's my brother. We'll be there at about half an o'clock."
As soon as PHS came out, many people in the hotel looked at it, including Xiao Huangmao.
At that time, people who could afford this thing were considered rich, not to mention that Yao Yumen was accompanied by three men in suits who looked like gangsters. Suddenly, Xiao Huangmao looked at me and swallowed, not daring to follow me.
I'm so desperate.
"Your friend told you to go to Yunfeng, we can meet later." Li Jing saw what I was thinking, and she graciously let me go.
Star Hotel, in the luxurious private room on the second floor.
Many dishes were served one after another, including fish and shrimp, all of which were hard dishes.
Yao Yumen poured herself a glass of wine, she took a sip and looked at me, "Yunfeng, what are your team going to do next?"
The chopsticks stopped in mid-air, and I looked warily at the three men in suits next to me.
"It's okay, I'm one of my own," Yao Yumen put down his wine glass.
"Sister Yu, my eldest brother has already gone to work. I mean to get out of here as soon as possible." I looked serious.
Yao Yumen twirled the wine glass, "Well, this is best. The leader still knows the importance. Remember, after you leave Shunde, don't come back again."
I didn't understand, so I asked her why.
After taking a bite of the food, she put down her chopsticks and said: "Our industry is like the martial arts world, where counselors and samurai are dead, and they conspire and conspire. If you join the industry at a young age, as long as you follow Wang Xiansheng loyally, your future will be bright."
"Besides, do you believe there are mandrills, ghosts and gods in this world?" She suddenly changed the subject.
I shook my head and said, "If you don't believe it, if a person dies and the bird faces upward, he will not die for tens of millions of years. How can there be ghosts and where can gods come from?"
I looked like a young man but said old-fashioned words, which made Yao Yumen smile.
She took out the Bagua Compass with her and held it up in front of my eyes with one hand.
For some reason, the three needles on the compass suddenly pointed behind me at the same time.
Seeing me in a daze, Yao Yumen threatened me and said: "Yunfeng, behind you...is a toothless old woman who has died of hunger."
I don’t know if it was a psychological suggestion, but when she said this, I suddenly felt a cold shuush behind me.
A man in a suit took off his sunglasses, and she shook her head, "Okay Yumen, this guy doesn't look like an ordinary person, so stop teasing him."
Yao Yumen took back the compass.
"Here, take this as a talisman," she gave me a necklace.
The necklace was strung up with a red rope, with a small Gawu box hanging at the end. There was a small ball of yellow-red paper stuffed in the box.
"Thank you, Sister Yu." I tried it on my neck. The size was quite suitable. I covered it with my clothes and only a section of the red rope could be seen from the outside.
We chatted for a while, and Yao Yumen told me a few stories about Wang Baotou's past. As I listened, I felt admiration in my heart. I wondered when I would become so powerful and respected in the Tao.
After drinking and eating, I said goodbye to Yao Yumen and packed a meal. At this time, Li Jing's table downstairs also dispersed, so I thought I should go back.
On the way back, I pulled out the amulet from time to time and took a look at it. The more I looked at it, the more I liked it.
"Third brother, I'm back, I brought you food," I opened the hotel room door directly with the food in hand.
"Third brother? Third brother?"
In front of me, there was white paper crumpled into balls on the floor of the hotel. Sun Laosan was lying on the cement floor, and there were papers everywhere around him.
I casually opened a ball of paper and took a look. I saw many angles drawn with a pencil and compass on the white paper, and a rope was drawn repeatedly.
"Third brother, what is this?" I asked him as I looked at the mess.
