Translator: Dj22031
Editor: Dj22031
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The younger brothers in the room finally stopped making trouble. Wei Xi then directed Tuanyi and Mike to hang the sign. The project was in full swing when he suddenly heard someone calling his name from behind: “Wei Xi?”
Wei Xi turned around and saw a middle-aged man with an elegant appearance standing behind him. He was wearing casual clothes and frameless glasses. Although there were many wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, he still looked very energetic.
When the other party saw Wei Xi’s face, he exclaimed in surprise: “It’s really you. I thought I was seeing things. How could you be away for so long without saying anything? Uncle Zhao couldn’t get through to you on the phone. Your family must be so worried. You are so ignorant.”
Wei Xi immediately realized that this person knew the unlucky little guy, and he hummed vaguely.
Uncle Zhao didn’t bother to argue for a while, just muttered a few words and came back. Then he looked at the messy courtyard of the Wei family and was stunned by the eye-catching plaque on the iron fence of the courtyard gate: “What are you doing?”
Wei Xi said: “Nailing the plaque.”
Uncle Zhao didn’t understand what was going on, so he read out the words on the plaque word by word: “Taicang Sect? Did you do that?”
Wei Xi nodded.
Uncle Zhao laughed and said, “Kid, you were just clamoring to film a movie, but now you’ve started a company. What kind of business do you do?”
Wei Xi didn’t understand for a moment, but Tuan Tuanyi came up to him and said, “Catching ghosts and exorcising evil spirits, feng shui and fortune telling, we do everything.”
After Tuan Tuanyi finished speaking, he saw Wei Xi looking at him and whispered in his ear, “Master, don’t underestimate your neighbors. In the early stages of starting a business, proper promotion and publicity are necessary. Besides, these are all invisible customer sources. Who knows, there may be money to be made.”
Wei Xi seemed to be lost in thought after hearing what he said, but Uncle Zhao was confused by Tuan Tuanyi’s answer. He looked at Wei Xi and saw that the other party actually nodded in agreement. He was suddenly speechless and it took him a long time to react.
“Ah…” He didn’t know what to say. Didn’t the Wei family make electronic parts? How come the eldest son became a charlatan? He laughed awkwardly and said jokingly, “That’s good, I didn’t expect that he could even tell fortunes. Why don’t you tell me one first?”
Tuan Tuanyi whispered to Weixi: “See, I was right, aren’t the customers coming?”
Wei Xi had no interest in fortune-telling, but that didn’t matter, he was extremely interested in money now.
So when he heard Uncle Zhao’s joke, he immediately spread out his hands: “For divination money.”
Uncle Zhao was not as interested as he appeared to be. Instead, he was very dissatisfied that a young man who was good at his job was now committing fraud. He made this request to embarrass the other party on the spot, so as to prevent his neighbor’s child from accidentally going astray. Therefore, when he saw that Wei Xi dared to agree, he immediately asked, “How much?”
Wei Xi glanced at Tuan Tuanyi, who had no experience either, he smiled and said, “Just give to me whatever you see fit.”
Uncle Zhao took out five hundred yuan from his wallet and handed it to Wei Xi. As he handed it to him, he was still thinking about how to scold this kid later.
Unexpectedly, after Wei Xi received the money, the first sentence he said shocked him: “Did you have an acute illness recently?”
Uncle Zhao suddenly raised his head, and the gaze he stared at Wei Xi from behind the lenses changed from gentle to extremely sharp.
He did have a serious illness last month, and his condition was acute and severe. He was rushed to the ICU on the day he fell ill. But in order to avoid unrest within the company, the news of his illness was immediately kept secret, and not even his two biological sons who were overseas were told about it. They were kept in the dark until he was discharged from the hospital.
How did Wei Xi know this secret? Could it be that the Wei family had planted spies in their company?!
Wei Xi asked again: “A few months ago, did any elderly relatives in your family pass away?”
Uncle Zhao was confused again. His father had indeed passed away in June. The old man had moved to Toronto early on, and he had few relatives or friends left in China. Even if he did, they were all thousands of miles away from home. So, the funeral was directly held abroad, and the company had not released any press releases about it. Logically, Wei Xi should not have known this news.
Could it be that his father had told him? Were the Wei family’s spies really that powerful?
Uncle Zhao couldn’t help but let his imagination run wild for a moment, but compared to mysterious fortune-telling, he still preferred to believe that this was done by human power. But Wei Xi didn’t give him any room to digest it and continued: “You were born after a difficult labor, you also encountered a disaster when you were five years old, you failed in your studies when you were sixteen, and you also encountered problems in your work when you were twenty-eight. So you went to the south to do business, but the process was not smooth either, and you didn’t make a fortune until you were thirty-five. Unfortunately, your family has mediocre relatives, and your descendants are very ambitious but not capable enough.”
Uncle Zhao was already confused by what he had heard. He had heard his mother mention the difficult birth. When he was five years old, he fell off a ridge and knocked out a tooth. When he was young, his grades were poor and his family had no money. So, he started working at the age of sixteen. When he was twenty-eight, the state-owned enterprise he worked for was reorganized, so he had to go into business. Doing business was not easy. When he was young, he was simple and naive, and he was always deceived. It was not until he was thirty-five that the company he had been working hard for finally got financing. From then on, he soared to where he was today.
The bitterness of the past was still vivid in his mind. He still remembered how he cried bitterly when he came home and hugged his wife after signing the financing contract. But all of this should not be known to outsiders!
It was easy to talk about his rise to wealth, after all, he mentioned a lot in interviews, but how did Wei Xi know about being born after a difficult labor and the misfortune at the age of five?! And the academic failure, he was always upset about not being able to finish school, so he immediately packaged himself as a gentle and refined Confucian businessman after he went into business, never forgetting to maintain his persona, even his wife never doubted that her husband was a college student!
He looked up blankly and met Wei Xi’s calm gaze. In an instant, he felt a chill running up from the soles of his feet, and his entire back was chilled to the bone.
He swallowed, and the first thing he did when he came to his senses was to take out his wallet, pull out all the remaining cash in it, and stuff it into Wei Xi’s hand: “I’m sorry, it seems I gave you too little just now.”
This stack of money, at least more than 20 notes, was the largest amount of cash Wei Xi had ever seen. He had originally just wanted to remind the other party to be careful, but when he saw that the other party was so generous, he thought about it and said wait, and went back to the house to get something.
He handed the item to Uncle Zhao and said, “Your fate is too light, and you achieved great things late in life, so you had to go through so many hardships when you were young. Although you are rich now, your fate is still not strong enough. You have encountered the death of your loved ones and the recovery from a serious illness, and your temper has been suppressed. You can carry this item with you recently to avoid some troubles.”
Uncle Zhao was already half mentally retarded, and he nodded repeatedly as he took it. Only then did he realize that what Wei Xi had handed him was a book, and he looked down and saw –
“Introduction to the Basic Principles of Marxism”?
It was even the fu**ing university textbook version.
Uncle Zhao flipped open the cover. On the back page, there was Wei Xi’s name and some graffiti that he had drawn when he was bored: “…………??”
Tuan Tuanyi asked quietly: “Master, why did you still give him the book?”
Wei Xi replied: “Didn’t you say that you should give big customers discounts occasionally? He’s quite generous with his money.” This book was the only special one in the unlucky boy’s room. It actually exuded a faint power of faith, but for some reason, it was casually stuffed in the corner of the bookshelf with disgust.
Tuan Tuanyi thought that this promotional gift was really unique.
When Uncle Zhao went back, he was filled with emotion and couldn’t help taking a photo of the Wei family’s gate and posting it on his Moments to celebrate the opening of Wei Xi’s sect.
Wei Tianyi, who was attending the Expo in another city, was so angry with his eldest son that he felt his mind clear up only after taking a bunch of medicines that his assistant fed him after a lot of coaxing. Thinking of the disobedience he had encountered today, he felt that he could not delay any longer. He had to return to Beijing as soon as possible to stop his eldest son from causing trouble and not embarrass him in front of his neighbors.
He lay on the bed to rest, asked his assistant to buy a plane ticket, and slid his finger to scroll through his WeChat Moments.
Three seconds later, with a clang, the phone hit the bridge of his nose.
The assistant looked up at the sound and was immediately shocked: “Director Wei?! Director Wei, are you okay? Why are you suddenly bleeding so much from your nose!?”
Wei Tianyi: “…”
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