"Chen Hong, just send it here and leave the rest to me."

"I got to know Wu Diaoke."

Sister Hong glanced at me, turned around and left first.

"Boy, come with me."

When I opened the door, what appeared in front of me was an antique yard, which contained rockery made of Lingbi stone, carved stone tables and benches, and a pond. There were many precious goldfish in the pond.

Jin Erduo turned around and said, "Boy, I heard that how many times have you seen Xie Qirong? Have you had a relationship with him?"

"Thank you? Friendship?"

"No, no, no, no, no friendship." I immediately shook my head and denied it, just kidding, if you want to talk about friendship, he has contacted me to refine essence into qi. Does this count?

The golden ears twisted their necks back and forth, and the bones were crunchy.

He smiled and said, "Thank you Qirong, Ma Guangbulb, and the old men in Pi County. Actually, I have wanted to give it a try with them."

When I think of the white down jacket and rattle, I feel scared.

I said that he should be locked up in Jiamusi Mental Hospital now.

"I know."

"That place is also within our plan."

Jin's ears looked sleepy. He held an umbrella with one hand, opened his mouth wide, and yawned, saying, "Xie Qirong is a qi training. It is higher than physical training, but there is a critical point. If I directly take that qi

If you break up, you will lose others."

"Forget it, why do I tell you little brat? The master is so. I don't understand why she wants to see you."

"Bang bang."

"It's me, Lao Wu."

The door opened with a creak, and two fat old men with exactly the same appearance appeared behind the door. The two were twins.

My clothes were soaked, and I followed the three of them into the house.

The room is very fragrant, and I lit the aromatherapy.

A woman was sitting at the sandalwood table with her back facing me and was reading a book.

The thick and black braids hung casually on the carpet, wearing a tall purple cheongsam, showing their nobleness.

"Kneel down."

Jin Er kicked me in the knee and made me kneel down.

Afterwards, Zhao Qingwan walked over.

She wore a pair of cloth shoes on her feet, not socks, and a white flower was embroidered on the upper.

Sister Hong told me not to look up, so I lowered my head.

The first time I heard Zhao Qingwan's voice, it sounded soft and whispered, neither hurry nor slow.

She said: "Puppets lead the way, and spring is always the same."

"Zheng Hui is dead, the Changchun Society should not continue to exist. My puppet Society will replace it."

"Do you want to join us?"

I just don’t want to do it! I dare not say no at this moment. If I do that, I will be sunk to the bottom of the Minjiang River.

I lowered my head and said, "I do."

"Oh? Sincere?" she asked.

"It's sincere. I, Xiang Yunfeng, are willing to join Ms. Zhao's Wood Club."

"Wood will?"

"No..." I immediately changed my words: "It's a puppet club, I'm willing to join Ms. Zhao's puppet club."

Although Zhao Qingwan's voice was soft and whispering, she felt a sense of oppression. This sense of oppression would make the person who talked to him breathless.

I heard her say again: "Zheng Hui should have left long ago. In order to prevent me, he has been struggling to hold on for many years. Now is the time."

"You go, someone will tell you what you need to do."

After Zhao Qingwan finished speaking, he turned around and left.

Later, I was sent to a Zen room and I met another acquaintance, the Xi'an poet Qin Huaihu.

He was still like that, sloppy and looked so down-and-out that he couldn't afford to eat.

"Ha ha!"

"Brother Xiang! We're meeting again!"

"Hello Brother Qin."

"Brother Qin, Sister Hong told me that I am Kuding, then what are you?" I asked him.

"I?"

He shook his head: "I'm nothing, I'm just helping with writing letters and doing some chores."

"The master told me that you can ask me if you have anything to ask, and I will tell you what I can say."

“It does.”

One thing that concerns the most.

I asked, "Brother Qin, I joined your puppet club. Do you have to pay every month?"

"Of course."

He explained: "Kudin's task is to make money. Starting this year, there will be major actions in the meeting. Kuudin has added tasks in various places because we have a lot of places to use money."

"How much does it cost?" I asked.

"The amount of payment is different, and the level one is divided into levels. The first level is about 20,000 yuan per month, the second level and third level are 50,000 to 100,000 yuan, and the fourth level is 150,000 to 200,000 yuan, and the last is 5,

Then there are too many things to pay. The fifth-level Kuding in our puppet club is usually the bosses of big companies."

After listening to his explanation, I breathed a sigh of relief.

Twenty thousand yuan is not a small amount, but it is not too much for me, and it is acceptable.

But Qin Huaihu told me the next second: "Brother Xiang, you are not level one, you are level four, and you have to pay about 150,000 yuan a month."

"ah?"

"no!"

"Brother Qin! I've just come in! Why is it level 4?"

"You must have made a mistake. I should be level one! Level one Kuding, you should start from scratch!"

Seeing that I was excited, Qin Huaihu smiled and said, "I don't have the final say. In addition, Kuding has to hand over 90% of his total assets. If anyone cheats, he will be punished by someone who is punished."

"We have all investigated. You have two bank cards, and the total assets are 2.7 million...346 million yuan per cent. If you deduct 90%, you still have about 260,000 yuan left."

My heart is bleeding when I hear it.

This money was earned by my diligent work on countless nights! I was almost finished!

"No, no... Brother Qin, you're definitely wrong. I don't have that much money, I borrowed it all."

Qin Huaihu looked at me, looking like you think I believe it or not.

"If you don't work, is there anything wrong?" I asked.

He said: "It's nothing big to not make friends, but I may not be able to open my eyes in the future."

"Haha, don't joke, listen to me, you must pay this money. We saved you at the beginning, but it was not for nothing. This is the price you should pay now."

"Brother Xiang, I gave you a poem in Xi'an. Are you still keeping it?"

I have long lost that poem, and I have forgotten where it has been thrown away.

He said: "They looked down on me at the beginning, only brother, you are willing to buy my words. This means you recognize my words and I am very grateful."

"Can you recall it?"

I have a good memory, and I missed it now:

"Fu Sheng is drunk and returns to his dream."

"A lifetime of hard work is not fulfilled."

"Reduce talents without any restrictions."

"Xiang Yunfeng, a noble man from Xi'an."

"Not bad, no word."

"Why...."

He sighed heavily again and said, "Because you recognized me, Qin Huaihu, I gave you this poem."
To be continued...