But it’s actually quite interesting to think about what happened when I was a kid, at least it was better than it is now.
In the past, if I did something wrong, I would be scolded or beaten at most, but my father would not beat me to death.
Now I drink and deal with ghosts, demons and the like every day, and my life will be lost if I don't do anything right.
"Oh, you have become a promising kid and you don't like others anymore." Aunt Liu said to me jokingly.
"No way." I smiled, and soon my dad finished eating very quickly. When he finished, he stood up and said, "Okay, I'll go back and check on my patients first."
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"No, dad, let's take a break. Anyway, my friend is taking care of it and I won't let you pay me." I smiled, took out the cigarette, handed it over and said, "How is the clinic's business lately?"
My dad was probably really tired. After listening to my words, he just sat down, took the cigarette and said, "It's good. After all, I've lived here for so many years, and the neighbors know that I'm a good person. If you have any illness, I'll come to you."
This clinic.”
"You two chat, I have something else to do." Aunt Liu also knew that my dad and I hadn't seen each other for a long time, so she turned around and walked back to the kitchen.
After Aunt Liu left, my dad and I were the only two people here. My dad looked at me and said: "You have lost a lot of weight. By the way, didn't you say you opened a store in Chengdu? What did you say about you just now?
What about becoming a police officer now?”
My dad was a little skeptical in his words. He probably thought I was deliberately deceiving Aunt Liu just to show off. Brother Lu was probably the only one capable of doing this kind of thing.
"No, there are sometimes dirty things in Chongqing, and the police can't deal with them, so they ask me for help. After a while, I got a police identity." I didn't tell my dad about the supernatural team, and it was useless if I did.
"Yeah." My dad nodded and asked, "Where's Xiaoyu? Why didn't she come back with you?"
"She is interning in the hospital and is busy with work. She probably won't be able to come back during this time." I looked at my dad and said.
When my dad heard what I said, he looked happy and nodded: "Well, when Xiaoyu graduates, you can come to my clinic to help. You can't stay in Chongqing forever, after all, you have graduated.
Well, I’ll go back to Chengdu sometime in the future.”
Of course my dad wanted me to go back to Chengdu to live.
My dad is probably getting older and wants me to spend more time with him, but from the bottom of my heart, I regard Chongqing as my home.
It should be that I experienced too much in Chongqing, and the things I experienced were too profound, more profound than what I had experienced in Chengdu before.
When I was studying in Chengdu, apart from eating, sleeping and studying, I also went to Internet cafes and lived a life of thousands of stories. After arriving in Chongqing, my life was completely different from that in Chengdu.
"It's okay if you don't want to. As a man, you should always think about your career. Your family has always been fine, so don't worry too much." My dad saw my silence and immediately said with a smile, "Just give it to me if you miss me."
Call me, by the way, I changed my phone number." I gave my new mobile phone number to my dad, and then said, "Dad, let's go, my friends and I still have things to do."
After I went back with my father, I dragged Hong Zhuo out of the clinic.
I have to say that Hong Zhuo’s medical skills are indeed very good. My dad gave him a thumbs up and praised him.
Then I said goodbye to my dad. There will be many opportunities to chat with my dad in the future. Now it is more serious to find the person who conveyed the book "Xiang" and have a good chat with her.
Hong Zhuo and I walked slowly down the street. The Huanglong Cafe was only half an hour away. After walking for more than ten minutes, I arrived at the entrance of the Zhongshan Buddhist Statue Museum.
At this time, Li Mingyao was playing on the computer inside.
I checked the time and saw that it was only six o'clock, so I led Hong Zhuo inside.
"Old Li, what are you doing?" I shouted to Li Mingyao.
Li Mingyao's face looked ugly, as if he had been injured in some way.
He looked up at me and cursed: "Why are you back?"
"Don't I miss you anymore? Why do you look like someone who robbed you of millions?" I smiled and sat down on a stool.
"Don't mention it. Didn't I tell you before that I met a little guy named Wu Jiu. I followed him to the Red Gate Inn some time ago and almost lost my life." Li Mingyao cursed and then sighed.
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"Red Gate Inn?" I thought for a while. It seemed to be recorded in the book "Mountain" that it was a gathering place for monsters or something. I didn't look carefully at the time.
I patted Li Mingyao on the shoulder: "That's right. I haven't lost my life, but my cultivation has improved."
"Okay, you came back just to tease me?" Li Mingyao rolled his eyes at me, and it seemed that he was in a really bad mood.
"How can I be so boring? I'll go to Huanglong Cafe to find someone later." I said.
"Huanglong Cafe? I'll go, I just wanted to smash it up." When Li Mingyao heard what I said, he immediately became furious.
I asked curiously: "What's wrong?"
Li Mingyao said depressedly: "You said I was injured, so forget it. After the injury, I went back to Maoshan to recuperate for a while. When I came back, the business of my Buddhist statue museum plummeted, just because of the Huanglong Cafe."
"Huanglong Cafe seems to be run by a woman. It's a cafe on the surface. In fact, anyone who has a little connection knows that the boss knows the geomantic omen and feng shui. Now when people want to find a tomb or something, they all go there. I've been there for a month.
There is no business, Fengzi, if you want to find trouble, I will go with you now."
Li Mingyao looked like a little gangster at this time. As he spoke, he took out three baseball bats from under his computer desk. Damn it, he looked like he was really planning to smash up that cafe.
"You kid, that's not the case. After all, you are a disciple of Maoshan. Even if there is a really capable person, he won't steal all your business, right?" I asked doubtfully.
Li Mingyao sighed and said: "Forget it, the person who opened that store is a beautiful woman, and she has real skills. You also know that in our business, 30% rely on skill and 70% rely on deception. But that girl, everything is real."
I nodded as I listened. This is indeed a bit against the rules of the market. Those of us with real skills also have rules when opening a store. That is what Li Mingyao said before: three points depends on ability and seven points depends on deception.
It’s not that we want to deceive, but if we use our true skills to calculate everything for our customers, in the end this kind of business will not last long. A good business is indeed a good business, but it will not last too long.
The reason is very simple. If you use your true skills to attract business, other people will not like it if your business is not good, and they will stumble you. If you find a good place to bury people, those who understand Feng Shui can change the situation a little bit.
Bad place.
This can’t be blamed on the low popularity of others. After all, he broke the market rules. It’s not like you haven’t noticed that Li Mingyao is ready to smash the store with a stick.