Based on my years of experience in the jianghu, I know that the richer a person is, the stingier they tend to be.
Si Jiangchen, the CEO of Fir Capital, is no exception.
He promised to give me one million yuan as the repair cost for the compass. However, he made an excuse that he was afraid I would run away with the money, so he asked me to report to him in person every time I spent 50,000 yuan.
Fifty thousand yuan!
I was almost driven crazy. Wouldn't I have to meet him twenty times to get the full one million?
There were only eighteen days left until Si Tong's birthday. Even if I met him once a day, I would still have two extra meetings!
Seeing me going crazy but not daring to lose my temper, Si Jiangchen finally showed some kindness and paid me the 300,000 yuan that Si Tong had promised before.
"Remember."
After getting in the car, he rolled down the window, stared at me for a while, and then suddenly showed a smile. "Call me immediately if you have any problems."
With that, he handed out a light - yellow business card.
"... As long as you're not around, there won't be any problems..." I murmured under my breath and reluctantly took the business card in my hand.
"If you dare to lose it, you'd better watch out."
Si Jiangchen saw what was on my mind and gently reminded me before rolling up the window.
As the black Bentley slowly drove out of the narrow alley, Si Jiangchen's entourage also got in their cars and left one by one.
Just then, with a loud "bang" from the big iron gate behind me, Landlady Xu and a bunch of other elderly people who had come out for an early - morning stroll surrounded me tightly.
"Xiao He, how did you get to know such a rich person?"
"It seems that Boss Si has taken a fancy to Xiao He!"
"Of course. Our Xiao He is so cute and has learned a lot of skills from Master Du. Who wouldn't like her!"
"That's a person ranked in the top five of the Hurun Rich List. Did he come to Xiao He for some spiritual matters?"
"What spiritual matters? Do people come for spiritual matters and do a wall - pin on our Xiao He?"
"I think they kissed..."
The group of elderly people, who were keen on gossiping, babbled on and on, making my head ache.
I had been busy all night yesterday preparing to run away, but instead, I was like the "early worm" and was completely caught by Si Jiangchen, the "early bird".
I'm not an old - fashioned person. It's just that he kissed me a couple of times. It's not like I lost a piece of my flesh!
Thinking like this, I still angrily wiped my mouth and then threw the business card into the trash can.
In the waist - high green trash can, the black - painted helmet still lay there quietly, looking like a severed head.
After thinking for a while, I fished it out again.
"Xiao He! You can't throw that business card away."
Landlady Xu, known as the "Gossip Queen of the Street", pointed at the thin business card in the trash can. "I heard that the business cards of these rich people are made of 999 - pure gold. They're not only a symbol of status but can also be sold for money!"
"Aunt Xu, you can take it then."
I hugged the helmet. My head was about to explode from their noise. I waved my hand at the landlady. "You can even melt it down to make a ring."
With that, I pushed through the crowd of people who were gossiping and went back into the store.
The room was dimly lit, and the faint scent of sandalwood from the incense candles lingered in the air.
For some reason, the fragrance that I was used to on normal days made me feel nauseous at this moment. My eyes were throbbing with pain, and the blood vessels on my forehead were pulsing.
"Am I getting a cold?"
I rubbed my itchy nose, casually put the helmet on the counter, and then lay down on the bamboo lounge chair next to the counter. I was drowsy and wanted to catch up on some sleep.
Since I had promised Si Jiangchen to help him summon his son's soul, I temporarily gave up the idea of running away.
He needed my help, so he definitely wouldn't kill me to cover up his tracks. I could take my time and wait for him to let his guard down, and then take Du Wenzhong and leave this troublesome place.
"First, take a nap, and then go to Mr. Lu in the ghost market who can repair the compass..."
I was making plans in my mind. Looking at the box that contained the "corpse" of the compass, I gradually closed my eyes.
"Buzz, buzz, buzz!"
Unexpectedly, as soon as I closed my eyes, my phone started vibrating annoyingly.
When I opened my phone, I saw that my WeChat notifications were popping up like crazy.
It was Jessica's WeChat voice replies, one after another, scrolling on the screen.
"What do you mean?"
"My grandma went to your store to buy things? Is she crazy? Spending so much money?"
"What does she need so much ghost paper for? Is she going to burn it for fun?"
"Du Xinghe, did you put some kind of spell on my grandma? Why else would she buy things for the dead?"
"Don't play dead. Come out quickly!"
Looking at Wu Mingyu's row after row of voice messages, I had to convert them into text so that they wouldn't hurt my ears.
"You can just go back and ask your grandma."
I sighed and replied.
It seemed that this girl hadn't come back last night.
After replying to the WeChat message, I noticed that the sending time of Wu Mingyu's last WeChat voice message was an hour ago.
I was too lazy to argue with her. I put my phone on silent mode and threw it inside the counter.
Finally, the room was quiet. Only the old ceiling fan above my head was creaking, lulling me into a dream like a lullaby...
"Sister, save my dad!!"
Suddenly, Si Tong with the little dimples appeared beside my lounge chair, looking extremely anxious. "He's being haunted by a ghost!"
"You little rascal! I don't believe a word you say!"
I knew I was in a dream, and this little ghost was just a projected shadow. I didn't even bother to sit up. I just turned over on the lounge chair. "Don't disturb my sleep."
"Sister, it's true. My dad is dying. I've looked everywhere. Only you can save him. Please save him!!"
Si Tong suddenly appeared in front of me again. His two little hands were grabbing the yellowed armrests of the lounge chair. His big black eyes were full of pleading, just like a stray puppy, which made people feel pity.
"Cut it out!" I closed my eyes.
As the saying goes, "ghosts tell lies constantly." It's absolutely true. Even this seemingly innocent little soul could tell lies without batting an eye!
How could his dad be haunted by a ghost? His dad was a fierce ghost himself!!
I'm afraid all the ghosts would run away in a hurry if they saw him!
"Sis - ter!!!"
Si Tong still wanted to pester me. His soft childish voice was drawn out long, and his two ice - cold little hands reached out towards my face.
"Pushing your luck!"
I didn't want to be affected by the ghost's aura.
People have their own qi, and ghosts have their own ghostly aura.
I can see ghosts, but I don't want to be touched by these yin creatures. Not to mention that a person's luck would decline for three years if they were affected by a ghost's aura. Just the cold yin energy on a ghost could make an ordinary person seriously ill!
Although Si Tong wasn't a real ghost yet, his separated soul was also extremely yin. I didn't want to get any bad luck.
Feeling the two cold hands approaching my face, I immediately formed a sword finger and pointed it in Si Tong's direction. "The Taoist priest drives away ghosts. Go away quickly!"
With my low shout, Si Tong was scared by my incantation and took a step back. He "wow"ed and fell to the ground, disappearing instantly.
I stretched my body and then lay back in a comfortable position. Out of the corner of my eye, I caught sight of a thin black shadow appearing outside the counter.
"Miss, I'd like to buy something else..."