The two left the elite center, and Liao Wenjie was about to take a taxi when he suddenly received a call from Tang Zhudi, asking where he was and why he didn't go to work.
Liao Wenjie explained that he had to meet his partners today and had no time to go to work.
Somehow, Judy Tang suddenly became interested in the ghost-catching company and wanted to invest in the company. She promoted that although she could not catch ghosts and could not deceive people, she had a lot of connections and could help attract many customers.
Liao Wenjie was quite moved and did not reply directly on the phone. He said that he would not go to work today and would discuss the matter when they meet tomorrow.
The two took a taxi and went straight to Zhong Fabai's grocery store. Because it was too remote, the driver had a bad face the whole time. It wasn't until Leon showed off the pistol in his waist that he started to look nice.
"Ajie, what kind of wind brings you here?"
Seeing Liao Wenjie's taxi parked in front of the grocery store, Zhong Fa smiled and said hello, ignoring Leon who was traveling with him.
The death of his senior master was so tragic that he took it as a warning and has not taken the initiative to say a word to Leon yet.
"Zhongdaozhang, I came to see you today for two things."
Liao Wenjie casually picked up a bottle of soda, drank it down, and treated it as if he had just entered his own home, without being polite at all.
I don't care if Zhong Fa is white, they are all friends, it's just a bottle of soda, no big deal.
He raised his hand and drew a horizontal line on the small blackboard.
"The first thing is that the community where I live is attracting ghosts again..."
Liao Wenjie briefly talked about the three encounters with ghosts.
The first time he encountered a ghost, he practiced cultivation in a dream and didn't know anything, so the ghost disappeared; the second time he encountered a ghost, first Mrs. Li and then Mr. Li came to visit him at night after returning to their souls; the third time he encountered a ghost,
Last night, I don’t know where the female ghost came from. She died outside but moved to the elevator of the community. It was very strange.
"Leon, take out the female ghost and let Mr. Zhong take a look."
"Here you go."
Leon opened the suitcase, fumbled here and there, and finally took out a ball wrapped in plastic wrap from the corner.
"Hey, this is plastic wrap! Why is it plastic wrap!?"
Zhong Fa stared blankly. He thought Leon would take out a wooden box. If that didn't work, an iron box would do. What's the deal with the plastic wrap? Can this thing also trap ghosts?
He pointed at the center of his eyebrows, and his face suddenly darkened.
That's ridiculous, plastic wrap can really trap ghosts!
"Old Zhong, you need to use cling film to catch ghosts, and you need to use chocolate to fight ghosts. This is the experience I have accumulated from many years of traveling in the world, because cling film contains... blah blah blah... and chocolate contains milk, so ghosts are the most dangerous.
I'm afraid of cows, so...jiliguala...understand?"
"..."
Zhong Fabai said nothing. As soon as Leon opened his mouth, he was startled to hear a demonic sound piercing his ears, as if a demon was disturbing the Taoist mind. He hurriedly crossed his legs on the ground, held his breath and began to meditate.
"Hey, you, I kindly teach you a superior theory of catching ghosts. What do you mean?"
Leon's face was full of displeasure, and he hit Zhong Fabai with a ball held in plastic wrap.
The latter opened his eyes suddenly and grabbed the white cloth next to him to catch the plastic wrap. He was so afraid that he didn't even dare to have indirect contact with Leon.
Hiss!
Zhong Fabai pulled out the sword on the wall and chopped open the plastic wrap with one strike.
The female ghost was afraid of the light and fled to the back room of the grocery store. Three men followed her inside.
Inside the house, Zhong Fabai used a yellow talisman to immobilize the female ghost and asked several questions. Like Leon, he asked nothing.
"There is something wrong with this female ghost. She has lost her intelligence. Asking her is like asking an idiot..."
Zhong Fa was stunned in the middle of speaking, and asked Liao Wenjie doubtfully: "Ajie, how did you do it? This is the first time I saw someone catching a ghost, and the ghost was beaten stupid."
"Don't criticize me. I just recited the [God's Mantra to Purify Heaven and Earth]. It has nothing to do with her becoming an idiot."
Liao Wenjie waved his hands repeatedly, but he refused to take the blame. He pointed at Leon and said: "The ghost catching expert is very experienced. He said that the female ghost hit the ground face first when she fell to death, so she fell stupidly."
Zhong Fabai: "..."
Don't listen, don't listen, the bastard is chanting sutras.
He took a few deep breaths and waited until his mind calmed down before saying: "Ajie, if you didn't do it, there are only two possibilities, either someone caught the female ghost, knocked her out of her mind, and threw her at the door of your house.
; Or, there’s something wrong with the feng shui where you live.”
There are two possibilities. The obvious answer is the second one. After all, the community has been haunted three times in a row.
The three of them discussed it and decided to find out tonight because it would attract more attention during the day.
With Zhong Fabai ignoring her, Leon wrapped the female ghost in plastic wrap and planned to use the toilet in Liao Wenjie's house at night to flush the female ghost to the underworld.
What a joke, if the toilet can connect to the underworld, how can I build a way?
Zhong Fabai was disdainful, and suddenly his face turned dark. He had fallen into a trap and couldn't listen or think.
"By the way, Ajie, you said two things, what is the other one?"
"I told you last time that I plan to open a ghost-catching company, and I want to get you to join me."
Liao Wenjie asked: "You said you would consider it at that time, what do you think now?"
"It's...it's time for lunch. You guys sit down for a while. I'll prepare two dishes and talk while eating." Zhong Fabai hesitated, obviously not thinking about it yet.
He grabbed a chicken from behind the house and braised it, then bought two vegetarian dishes, then took peanuts and other snacks from the shelves, put a bottle of white wine on the table, and made five dishes and one soup.
There was wine and food, and the three of them ate and chatted at the small table, which was very comfortable.
"Ajie, to tell you the truth, I am already thirty years old, and I have the idea of going out for a while..."
Drink less and talk more, which means the clock turns white. After a glass of white wine, he started talking.
Zhong Fabai learned Taoism from a master in his early years. According to him, if you don't succeed at a high level, you won't be able to do a low level. He is somewhat capable but not very powerful.
After his master passed away, his life became difficult. While supporting himself, he practiced Taoism, caught ghosts and eliminated demons, and sharpened his Taoist heart. To this day, he abides by the sect's rules and never forgets his master's teachings.
Master has a saying that Zhong Fabai still remembers freshly: To practice Taoism is to join the world and to be born out of it. Whether it is deep in the mountains or forests, or high-rise buildings, as soon as a person is born, he has already joined the world.
How to be born is a difficult problem. Master struggled in the world of mortals, but always couldn't find a solution. Before he died, he asked Zhong Fabai to make his own choice.
Hiding in the deep mountains and old forests, less exposed to the tacky world of society, you may be born a little older, but if you don't have enough understanding, you will not be able to escape a handful of loess, and you will get nothing in your life.
After moving into a big city, the entanglement of cause and effect has been constant since then, and the possibility of being reborn is very slim, but the world of mortals is so exciting, and if you use the skills you have learned to strive for wealth and glory, your life will not be in vain.
There were two roads in front of him. When Zhong Fabai was a young man, he was arrogant and firmly believed that he would stick to the mountains and forests and one day he would be born and realize the Tao. He would live like a god and make others envious of him.
As a result, more than ten years later, he still didn't realize it, and he often felt very uncomfortable because of financial constraints.
I want to live a good life, but I don’t want to give up on Taoism, thinking that I still have a chance; I want to be a serious Taoist priest, but I am afraid that I will not survive, and my heart is already impetuous and unstable.
So confused!
Liao Wenjie nodded secretly, a typical person who wants both fish and bear's paws. Such people tend to focus on one thing at the expense of the other and accomplish nothing.
"Daochang Zhong, your mentality..."
"Don't call me Mr. Zhong. We are already familiar with him. Just call me Lao Zhong."
"Okay, Old Zhong."
Liao Wenjie picked up the wine glass and clinked it: "I'm going to say what I said at the wine table, and you listen. If you don't like hearing it, don't take it to heart."
"If I don't like to hear something that doesn't happen, I won't say it."
"Okay, if you say this, I will speak openly."
Liao Wenjie nodded and said seriously: "As the saying goes, if the pole is not tied, both ends will collapse. Your wavering thoughts will only achieve nothing in the end. You are thirty now and you are not young anymore. Choose one or lose both.
I don’t have time for you to hesitate anymore.”
"Ajie, you speak so nicely, let me do it."
Leon held the milk in one hand and gnawed the duck leg with the other, and said to Zhong Fabai: "Old Zhong, I have told you before that people are different. You have mediocre qualifications. It is not difficult to become a Taoist priest. If you want to achieve great achievements...
…Give up this mentality!”
"you shut up."
Liao Wenjie glared at Leon angrily, "Don't speak if you can't speak. Is there such a way to rub salt into a wound?"
You have to spread it slowly!
And that duck leg with sauce, it looks so fragrant...wait...duck leg with sauce?
"Leon, where did you get the duck legs?"
"Oh, I dug it out in the suitcase. Do you want it? There's also a bunch of stinky tofu..."
"Forget it, forget it, just eat it yourself."
Liao Wenjie turned away and continued to say to Zhong Fabai: "Old Zhong, actually you already know how to decide. What you said is just that you can't be cruel and want me to push you."
"Yeah, after all, once you put it down, it's even harder to pick it up again." Zhong Fabai sighed, raised his head and drank all the wine in the glass.
"You can't say that, hiding in the mountains and forests is cultivation, but wearing gold and silver in the city is not cultivation?"
"This... wearing gold and silver... my heart is rotten, how can I practice?"
"Well, I just said casually, you can be more frugal."
Liao Wenjie clenched his fist and coughed softly: "I met a Taoist priest before. He was very straightforward. He knew that he was not talented enough, so he decisively entered the secular world. From then on, he did good deeds and accumulated virtue to seek a future after death."
"How?"
Zhong Fabai's eyes lit up, and he gave Liao Wenjie a thumbs up and asked him to continue talking, hoping to use the experience of his predecessors as a reference.
"That Taoist priest...such and such...such and such..."
Liao Wenjie talked about Uncle Jiu's situation, processed and screened it according to the background of the times, and finally concluded: "What is Tao, that person told me. Everyone's Tao is different. If you can't find immortality, then you can seek wealth.
, I pray for peace of mind and no regrets in life.”
"Senior, master!"
Zhong Fabai was so inspired that he lowered his head in silence and began to think about his own way.
When Liao Wenjie saw this, he didn't bother him, and started bragging with Lyon. The topic was very fashionable, surrounding the recent battle between gods and demons in the gambling world, and guessing how long this evil wind could last.
"Ajie, I understand, I want to find my own way in this mortal world."
After a while, Zhong Fabai responded energetically, saying he was willing to join Liao Wenjie's company.
"It's easy to say that we are all friends. You will definitely be the boss when you come here. I won't let you work for me."
"How can this work? You get a penny for each share. I can't take advantage of you. I know how to buy shares. How much does one share cost?"
"Well……"
"Say, let me tidy up this grocery store. It won't be a problem to raise 20,000 yuan."
"Well……"
Liao Wenjie looked at Zhong Fabai sympathetically: "Lyon invested in a whole building of 18 floors in the downtown area. I count him as 20% of the shares."
Bell hair is white:(.□°)
He thought that Liao Wenjie's company was just renting a storefront on the street, but it turned out that he was someone who did big things, and he was on the first floor.
Also, the sky has no eyes, how come this lunatic is so rich?
"Old Zhong, don't be too frustrated. If you bring technology into the company, you will contribute the most in the future. Even if you don't have money, it will count as 10% of your shares."
Liao Wenjie comforted him by saying that Zhong Fabai is a traditional Taoist priest, and his customers are much more accepting of him than Lyon. Moreover, he can not only catch ghosts, draw spells, and read Feng Shui, he is also a good signature character. He can earn 10% profit.
flipped.
"Ajie, how much is the discount for 10% of the shares?"
Zhong Fabai wiped his hands with cold sweat. He didn't care much about money. He just wanted to know what he was worth and stop selling himself off.
"Let me tell you this, there is a rich woman who wants to get involved. I plan to ask her for 20 million, and then give her 10%."
"Gudu!"
Zhong Fabai swallowed hard and took back what he said before. He still cared about money.
Also, when he withdraws his shares, can he be given cash?