Yellow Springs Inn (Bai Fan) Chapter 69: Shoe factory owner

"I encountered this kind of thing again after many years, and it still appeared in my car without a sound, and it was a little... small pot friend..."

"This somewhat makes me feel a little lingering fear, you should be able to understand this feeling?"

"Understand."

Qinghong smiled at him indifferently, never expecting that this man who looks well dressed and financially strong is born with yin and yang eyes, which is a bit unexpected.

"Yes..."

While Qinghong was sitting in the co-pilot thinking for a moment, the man suddenly turned sideways again, looked at Qinghong's somewhat immature face, and asked hesitantly: "You...why are you with this "little friend"?" Together?"

"Judging from your conversation just now, you should also be a young man with knowledge."

"Educated youth?"

Hearing this word, Qinghong could hardly help laughing out loud.

How can a person like him who didn't even get into the Pheasant University be worthy of the word "educated youth"?

What's more, he has been influenced by Zhu Yousan's secret arts since he was a child. He is used to seeing ghosts, gods and Buddhas. He is completely different from those progressive young people who only believe in materialism.

However, it is inconvenient for Qinghong to reveal too many things to him. After all, he understands the truth that he can talk a little bit when he meets people, but he can forget all about it.

So Qinghong smiled at him, and talked about his response: "These things are a long story, you should concentrate on driving."

"When I get to the suburbs, I will give you the full amount of the fare, not a penny less."

"No no no."

Hearing this, the man shook his head quickly and said, "I'm not a taxi driver, and I don't need your fare."

"Actually, I think you are quite a kind person, so you shouldn't be a bad person."

"It just so happens that I live in the suburbs too, so I'll take you back by the way."

"It's just that you have to promise me that you won't let this little friend come out and scare me in the future, you understand?"

"I suddenly saw this little friend appearing in my co-pilot while driving, and I was so scared that my little hands trembled on the spot, and I almost didn't have a car accident!"

"Haha."

Qinghong couldn't help laughing loudly: "Don't worry, sir, this time it's an emergency, under normal circumstances Xiaotian won't come out to scare people."

"By the way, I forgot to introduce you. His name is Xiaotian, and he is a lonely soul without an owner."

"Since you can see Xiaotian's real body in this great world, it means that the two of you are also destined, or you can get acquainted, maybe Xiaotian will help you in the future."

"Acquaintance?"

"I still don't want it!"

The man muttered with a wry smile: "I don't have the guts to be friends with ghosts yet."

"However, I think you are quite a talkative young man, and you can also control little ghosts. You should also be a person with great ability."

"If you don't mind, I'd be happy to be your friend!"

"Me?"

Qinghong pointed to his nose, then rolled his eyeballs, and said with a slight smile: "Okay, since we can get along in the same car in the middle of the night, it's also a kind of fate."

"My name is Zhu Qinghong. I have only been in this city for about ten days. How about you?"

While speaking, Qinghong reached into his pocket casually, took out a piece of yellow talisman paper and squeezed it in the palm of his hand, then handed it to the man's hand holding the steering wheel.

Seeing this, the man couldn't help but cast a squinting glance at Qinghong, and then under Qinghong's gaze, he took the talisman paper and quickly put it in his pocket.

After a series of actions were completed, he responded in a joyful tone: "My name is Yang Qingyuan, a native of Wuyi, and I currently open a small factory by myself, specializing in shoe material processing."

"Brother Qinghong, what industry are you in?"

"I..."

Qinghong hesitated for a moment, then couldn't help laughing at himself: "I am a free man, to put it bluntly, I am a vagrant."

"Really?"

Yang Qingyuan raised his eyebrows, and suddenly asked with great interest: "My factory is currently recruiting people, do you want to go and try it for a few days?"

"In terms of treatment, I can consider it preferentially, and it will definitely not be lower than the market price."

"Go to work in your shoe factory?"

Qinghong almost wondered if he heard it wrong.

This Yang Qingyuan is too enthusiastic. He has only known each other for less than ten minutes, and he is actually trying to find a job for himself.

If he didn't have ulterior motives, he would be such a rare and kind person.

"Boss Yang, thank you for your kind help."

"However, I still have some things to do, so I can't go out to find a job for the time being."

"OK."

Yang Qingyuan didn't force it, he quickly took out a business card from his pocket and handed it to Qinghong, and said with a slight smile: "Little brother, I think you are very simple, and you gave it to me when you first met." A peace talisman, I have nothing to repay you right now, so you should accept this business card first."

"If you need help with anything in the future, just call the number on your business card. As long as I can, I will try my best to help you."

"Okay."

Qinghong grinned and took the business card away.

After that, the two of them didn't exchange more greetings along the way~IndoMTL.com~Yang Qingyuan drove the car to the suburbs intently, while Qinghong looked at the flashing street lights outside the car window, feeling inexplicable in his heart sense of loss.

Thinking that half a month ago he was an ordinary young man in Fenglin village, but now he has tens of thousands of funds, this huge contrast made Qinghong very uncomfortable.

As for Xiaogui Xiaotian, he is as quiet as a handsome man.

He probably heard Yang Qingyuan's complaints just now, and he knew that he had really scared them just now, so he didn't say any more along the way, and he didn't even move when he sat in the back seat.

In about twenty minutes, Yang Qingyuan's car finally arrived near the old villa of the Li family.

However, in order not to reveal his identity, Yang Qingyuan stopped at a distance of more than 300 meters from the villa, and then walked towards the villa with the kid.

It was very unexpected, the old lady was not sleeping at this time, she was sitting alone on the bench in the garden waiting for Qinghong to come back.

When she saw Qinghong and a child who seemed to be only five or six years old walking slowly under the moonlight, she stood up excitedly from the stone bench and shouted: "Qinghong, why are you so angry? Come back late!"

"Hehe."

Qinghong smiled in embarrassment, and didn't know how to explain it for a while.

"Hey..."

"He is?" The old lady had already noticed something unusual about the child.

After all, she was also a horse disciple back then, so she is much more sensitive to these ghosts than ordinary people.

"Grandma, my name is Xiaotian."

Before Qinghong could open his mouth to speak, the little ghost happily rushed to the old lady's side, introducing himself generously.