At around eight o'clock in the morning, Yin Xiu took Ning Yuejing by car from Nanchuan City to Leping Town under its jurisdiction. The customs and customs of border towns close to the national border are very different from those of more developed coastal areas.
When Yin Xiu and Ning Yuejing arrived at the town and got off the car, it was already early ten in the morning. The town is very lively at this time, with people coming and going in an endless stream.
"Xiao Jing, let's buy some incense and sacrifices first." After getting off the car, Yin Xiu took a look at the small town market in front of him and said.
Ning Yuejing also lived here for a long time when she was a child. Although she has not been back for so many years, she still feels familiar when she looks at it.
"OK, all right."
Ning Yuejing came to her senses after hearing Yin Xiu's words and responded quickly.
The backpacks they carried on their backs were exposed. Xiaoman and Xiaopi each poked their heads out of their backpacks, looking around curiously.
Xiaopi had been put in Ning Yuejing's backpack. Next to him, Lingye used his chubby little hands to pull at the edge of the backpack's opening. He hid next to Xiaopi's paws and exposed half of his head to look at the situation outside.
Although Ling and Xiaoman were on the same page, there wasn't that much of a fight between Ling and Xiaopi.
Yin Xiu and Ning Yuejing searched in the market for a while before they found a place selling paper money and burning incense. They walked into the small shop.
After Yin Xiu asked, he heard the boss reply in Mandarin with a strong dialect, but he didn't understand what he said...
Just when Yin Xiu was about to ask again and use his spiritual sense to sense the fluctuations in the other person's consciousness, he saw Ning Yuejing, who was following him, suddenly speaking a few words in a not-so-skilled dialect and asking the boss.
Probably because she hasn't spoken the dialect here for many years, Ning Yuejing's words don't seem so fluent.
However, the boss obviously understood the meaning, and seemed to have not expected that Ning Yuejing could speak the local dialect. He looked at Ning Yuejing with a little surprise.
He probably felt that neither Yin Xiu nor Ning Yuejing looked like locals. At first glance, they felt like they were from out of town.
Seeing that Ning Yuejing can speak the dialect here. Yin Xiu stopped talking and asked Ning Yuejing to communicate with the boss. After a while, the two bought a lot of paper money, incense candles, firecrackers and other items.
Then I bought a lot of whole chickens and steamed buns that could be used as sacrifices at the market...
"Xiao Jing, how do we go now?"
After buying the things, Yin Xiu asked. After all, he didn't know where Ning Yuejing's mother was buried. Ning Yuejing must lead the way.
"Master. Let's find that three-wheeled rickshaw, and then take the bus to the countryside. Then we have to walk a mountain road to get there." Ning Yuejing replied.
It does seem to be quite remote.
"OK."
Yin Xiu responded. I followed Ning Yuejing to find a three-wheeled rickshaw and continued riding...
Magic City.
Ji Xueqing suddenly received a call from the person in charge of Xianzi's office in Shanghai.
"Mr. Ji, just now the managers of several shopping malls called and said they wanted to remove our products from the shelves. I checked their voices and said that someone put pressure on them to remove our products. …”
Ji Xueqing was stunned when she heard these words. Immediately I understood. This is definitely what the person from yesterday was behind!
For a moment, Ji Xueqing felt a surge of anger in her heart.
These days, you just want to do business properly, but there are so many people who won't let you do that. As long as you don't give him benefits and satisfy his appetite, he will make trouble for you and hinder you from doing business well.
"Mr. Ji, look. What should I do? I guess other shopping malls and dealers may call later."
Hearing the inquiry from the other side, Ji Xueqing took a deep breath. Suppressing the anger in his heart, he said in a deep voice: "Don't worry about him for now. Anyone who wants to remove our products from the shelves, or even wants to return them, must agree to them. As for the rest, you wait for my notification..."
"Hey, okay."
After hanging up the phone, Ji Xueqing couldn't help but cursed bitterly: "These worms and scum! Do you think I will give in and agree to your conditions by doing this? Dream on!"
"I want to see how arrogant you can get. Even if I close Xianzi, I will never let you scum get half a penny of benefits!"
Ji Xueqing was so angry that she couldn't help but curse.
'Close the door' or something like that is naturally just a way of venting anger. Ji Xueqing is not stupid, she is great because she just troubles Yin Xiu again.
Who is Yin Xiu? Those people who dare to set their sights on Xianzi and want to lie on Xianzi's body to suck blood are simply dreaming!
Based on Ji Xueqing's understanding of Yin Xiu, once this matter is handed over to Yin Xiu, those who dare to reach out to Xianzi will definitely not end well.
With a soft breath, Ji Xueqing tried to calm down her excitement. Immediately, he thought carefully about how he wanted to solve the problems in front of him.
If possible, she would like to try not to let Yin Xiu come over again. It's best to solve things perfectly by yourself.
Ji Xueqing meditated quietly for a long time, her head hurt a little from thinking about it, but she still couldn't think of any way to deal with those second-generation ancestors who were messing around.
She called her home last night. Her father didn't have any connections in the city that could help.
After all, her father was not a high-ranking official in Kyoto, just a position that was neither high nor low.
"Do we really still have to trouble Yin Xiu?"
Ji Xueqing couldn't help but have this thought flashing through her mind.
Then she shook her head and said to herself: "Forget it, let's talk about it in two days. After all, you have to try it yourself, and you can't rely on Yin Xiu to solve everything."
"By the way, let's see what other tricks those second-generation ancestors can play!"
Xianzi's products being removed from the shelves will certainly greatly affect the sales of Xianzi products in Shanghai. However, Xianzi was originally owned by Ji Xueqing and Yin Xiu.
Yin Xiu didn't care much about whether the company made more or less money. As long as Ji Xueqing didn't care about the losses caused by the products being removed from the shelves in Shanghai, there was nothing to worry about.
It's not like other companies that have to be responsible for shareholders and investors, and there is pressure in this regard.
As far as Xianzi is concerned, Ji Xueqing can make the decision 'willfully'. If you are unhappy, you can even suspend sales nationwide for a week, or even a month.
But there won't be any shareholders or investors behind her back forcing her to make any amount of profit.
When there is enough money, especially a company like Xianzi with only one or two shareholders, you don't have to worry about the threats from others.
Anyway, the money in hand is enough to last ten lifetimes. Why should I still be angry with such a bunch of young masters and second-generation ancestors? If I'm unhappy, I won't buy your fault, so what can I do
If Yin Xiu was not present in Xianzi, according to Ji Xueqing's idea, anyone who dared to reach out to Xianzi would use this method to force him.
I've offended my mother. Not to mention it's just a market in Shanghai. I'll just close the company. What can you do to me? Even if I smash the things, I won't give you a penny. I'll piss you off!
Yin Xiu, who was far away in a small border town in southern China, naturally didn't know what was happening in the Magic City at this moment. He and Ning Yuejing were standing in front of Ning Yuejing's mother's grave to worship.
The sacrifices bought at the small town market were placed one by one in front of the grave. Yin Xiu stood aside and watched quietly after putting a few sticks of incense on Ning Yuejing's mother.
Ning Yuejing's mood was relatively low at this time, and she silently burned paper money to pay homage to her mother.
Xiaoman stood on Yin Xiu's shoulder, grabbing Yin Xiu's collar with one small paw, looking at Ning Yuejing kneeling in front of the grave with a bit of curiosity, as if he didn't quite understand Ning Yuejing's behavior. What are you doing? I just feel that there is a vague feeling of sadness in Ning Yuejing at this time.
Xiaopi also squatted at Yin Xiu's feet, tilting his head as well, looking at Ning Yuejing with surprise and confusion in his small eyes.
Ling did the same, flying behind Ning Yuejing, looking at Ning Yuejing with eyes full of doubts.
"Gaji?"
At this time, Xiaoman couldn't help but turn around and called Yin Xiu curiously, as if asking something.
Hearing Xiaoman's voice, Xiaopi also raised his head and looked at Yin Xiu curiously. Even the spirit on the other side was no exception. It blinked its eyes, which were large compared to its face, and looked at Yin Xiu curiously.
Yin Xiu turned his head and glanced at Xiaoman, reached out and patted its head, and then whispered: "Xiaojing is paying homage to her mother. Her mother has been dead for many years and is buried here."
"Gaji~"
Xiaoman nodded with some vague understanding, then turned his head to look at Ning Yuejing.
The spirit on the other side still seemed to be a little confused and shouted at Yin Xiu, "Hey..."
In its consciousness, there probably is no clear concept of 'parents'. After all, it is a spiritual body born from the convergence of spiritual energy from heaven and earth, and has no so-called parents.
So it also seems a little difficult to understand this concept.
Yin Xiu stretched out his hand to take the spirit over and briefly explained it to it in a low voice. After that, regardless of whether he really understood it, he didn't say any more.
However, judging from its confused and knitted eyebrows and wrinkled round face, it is estimated that 90% of the time it only has a partial understanding.
After waiting quietly for Xiao Jing to burn almost all the pile of paper money in front of him, Yin Xiu asked: "Xiao Jing, how did you bury your mother in this mountain in the first place?"
Ning Yuejing was only about ten years old when her mother passed away. There is a long mountain road in this mountain away from the main road outside. It was obviously impossible for a little girl like her to carry her mother to this mountain for burial by herself.
Hearing this, Ning Yuejing raised her head, looked at Yin Xiu and replied: "My mother originally asked me to take her to the foot of the mountain, dig a hole and bury her. But I don't want her to die." I don’t have a coffin, and I don’t want my mother to ‘sleep’ on the road at the foot of the mountain where people often come and go, so I asked uncles and aunties I know to help me carry my mother here...” (To be continued. )