When Zhang Shun woke up the next morning, his brother was topless, with his back to him and the bathroom mirror.
At first Zhang Shun thought his brother was shaving, but he was instantly shocked: his brother even had a beard! So down to earth!
Then he found out that he was wearing contact lenses, and he was relieved. He felt that his brother was still very familiar. He didn't suddenly start to eat fireworks because the two brothers slept in the same bed for one night.
"Brother!" Zhang Shun yawned and asked, "Which chick did you recruit last night, isn't it hot?"
Chu He picked up his shirt and put it on, while buttoning it up, he said with an expressionless face, "You will die on this open mouth sooner or later."
Zhang Shun has an advantage, that is, he doesn't get angry easily, and he just smiles when something happens. Everyone around him knows this. Although the second young master of the Zhang family is a dude who can't be helped, he has a good temper. He never engages in such bad things as bullying men and women. I'll forget it after five minutes.
With his long-established eldest brother, there is nothing to talk about. Zhang Shun scratched his head, got up lazily and asked, "I'm going to find a master to come to the house today, what are you doing, brother? Come together? "
Chu He changed his face and said, "It's okay, don't do those things of the gods at home!"
"Oh - Master Fang on Xinglong Street is famous all over the Northeast, our house was haunted last night..."
"Fengshui can also be disturbed by business people?" Chu He scolded relentlessly: "You can go pick up girls and fight when you have nothing to do, don't bring those monks and Taoists home!"
Zhang Shun pouted: "Is it okay to know?"
His brother's expression softened only then, and he went to the closet to pick out a thin black tie, and said while tying: "A Japanese consortium has come to invest in the city in the name of a religious visit, and it is said that they will build a new one in the Sanlitun Development Zone. Five-star hotel, Mayor Huang called our company to accompany the reception, and I may not come back for dinner."
The last sentence touched the heart, and Zhang Shun thought with emotion that their brothers hadn't had dinner together for a long time. He just wanted to say that I won't go out to play tomorrow night, let's have dinner together at home, when he saw his brother picked up his jacket and walked out the door, walking steadily and unrestrainedly, without even saying goodbye.
"..." Zhang Shun said, "I really shouldn't be mean."
Zhang Ershao yawned and went downstairs to eat, smiled at the old housekeeper, and flirted with the new little maid. He threw away the tableware and drove out the door in the newly bought Ferrari.
Although he promised his brother not to engage in feudal superstitions at home, Zhang Ershao just said that, in fact, he made up his mind to invite an "expert" to come and take a good look at Feng Shui. During this period of time, he felt that the family was not very peaceful. Several of the rich goldfish raised in the pool in the front yard died. There were rumors among the servants that he saw white shadows in the corridor several times, not to mention the always gloomy warehouse in the back yard. Even the old housekeeper secretly told him that he heard ghosts crying inside at night, so frightened that even the German wolf dog who guarded the house stopped barking.
These two kinds of people are the most superstitious, one is rich businessmen, and the other is intellectuals. Although Zhang Ershao was a playboy, he was not lazy in his studies at that time. He was sent to key universities in the country by countless special-grade teachers and private teaching assistants. The master's degree that I bought is a hard-brand master's degree from a foreign cattle school who passed the entrance examination on the basis of strength, and spent so many nights writing a dissertation to successfully graduate. If it wasn't for his father who was seriously ill and had to give up his studies to return to China, Zhang Ershao would have returned as a doctor from a cow school.
Therefore, Zhang Ershao has both, and he also believes in these things of the gods and gods.
On the way, Zhang Shun had a phone call with his nephew Huang Pian, one of the hard-core fox friends, the city's parent official, Mayor Huang, and asked, "Hey Huang Pian'er, which little fan's bed is he sitting on? Come out to me quickly. , there is business for you!"
Huang Pian said angrily, "You're just lying on the bed of Xiaofantou! I spent the middle of the night with the bastards from the Environment Bureau last night! What are you doing? If you have something to say, you can't hang up!"
"Hey, hey—don't hang up, don't hang up, let me ask you, last time you said you had time to introduce me to the master surnamed Fang, do you still have time to find him today?"
"what?"
"It's serious business," Zhang Shun said solemnly, "I'm haunted at my house, ask the master to hunt the monsters."
Huang Pian was just about to hang up the phone and go back to sleep, when he heard a sudden burst of energy: "What kind of demon? What kind of demon?"
Zhang Shun held the steering wheel in one hand and the phone in the other, briefly recounting the frightening scene last night. Huang Pian heard a tsk tsk, and after confirming with Zhang Shun again and again that it wasn't him having nightmares in the middle of the night or joking, he said that this kind of excitement must be joined, so he went to pick up Master Fang to join Zhang Shun.
"But doesn't your brother hate monks and Taoist priests the most?" Huang Pian asked, "Are you sure that your brother will be entertaining tonight? If he suddenly comes back and embarrassed Master Fang, I can't afford to lose face."
Zhang Shun said: "Don't worry, pornographic, my brother will go with your uncle tonight to deal with the Japanese investor - he won't come back until the second half of the night, let's make a quick decision, or I won't dare to go home and sleep tonight. already."
Huang Pian frowned: "Don't call me nicknames!"
Chu He's eyelids were twitching all afternoon, but he couldn't figure out what happened.
He didn't know that his little brother, who was more than enough, had completely put his morning warnings behind him.
He was led by the clerk to the sofa of the mayor's secretariat. The secretary personally brought the fruit plate and the cigarettes, and then served Tieguanyin in a pot. He asked with a smile: "Mayor Huang knows that you are coming, but unfortunately there is a The conference call isn't over yet—you sit and take a break, how long until I go to show you?"
Chu He nodded and said nothing. After a while, the secretary came back in a hurry, with a bit of confusion on his face that couldn't be concealed: "Mayor Huang said please come in quickly."
Chu He almost guessed what happened, but didn't say much, he nodded and walked into the office, directly pushing open the heavy wooden door.
The mayor's office is a standard government-type double suite, with a small meeting room outside and a study inside. Chu He closed the door with his backhand, isolating the secretary's curious gaze. He walked around behind the large desk, and saw a fat weasel with shiny fur, clutching his neck with two paws, twisting and twisting painfully on the ground.
"Chicken—the chicken bone is stuck in the neck," Mayor Huang rolled his eyes desperately: "Quick, help me get it out—"
Chu He: "..."
Chu He swiftly picked up the weasel and turned his back, straddled one leg on its back, grabbed the furry back of his neck, and pounded his elbows hard. With a crisp sound, the chicken bones spewed out of the weasel's mouth.
"Cough, cough, cough! Cough, cough, cough!" The weasel coughed again and again to return to human form, and with his fat belly spread out on the ground, he asked pitifully with tears in his eyes: "You, you have to be so rude to me every time. ?"
"..." Chu He said, "Stay away from me, Fatty."
Mayor Huang immediately got up from the ground at a speed that was unbelievable for a fat man, and while tucking his tail into his pants, he said righteously: "Don't call me a nickname! - Besides, this mayor is not fat, Ben is not fat. Mayor that's plump!"
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There are many benefits for a weasel to be a local official. According to Mayor Huang, it is uncertain how greedy it is if it is replaced by a human being. Let him come and have two chickens a day.
Of course, there are also disadvantages. For example, the secretary often smells the strange aroma of fried chicken in the mayor's office, and sometimes chicken feathers of unknown origin and bloodstains appear on the ground.
Of course, compared with this disadvantage, the advantages of Mayor Huang really make people in this city can't say enough. For example, when there was a bird flu outbreak in the north, Mayor Huang was furious and ordered the Health Commission to conduct a thorough investigation, which quickly ensured the safety and hygiene standards of the poultry meat industry in this city; The mayor acted resolutely, and after investigating to the end, in order to prevent the emergence of hidden dangers covered up by the relevant departments, he even tried his own risk, squatting on the curb every day to personally try the fried chicken from the street stalls.
Probably because of the good official voice, the Central Monster Management Committee turned a blind eye to Mayor Huang—although it didn’t promote him, it didn’t let him down or downgrade him for at least a few years.
Mayor Huang is still very complacent. He feels that as a monster, it is really a matter of honor for his ancestors.
In response, Chu He hit him like this:
"Stop dreaming, people from Maoshan in the Celestial Dynasty can line up in a line, and there is a special office in Guoan that nine out of ten people are zombies. Who has time to take care of you, the little mayor of the seventh and eighth tiers?"
Mayor Huang: "... I'm a parent official anyway, so save some face!"
The parent official, Mayor Huang, angrily carried his huge body into the Hongqi sedan. Because of the large area, Chu He almost couldn't fasten his seat belt, so he finally got the buckle from Mayor Huang's big ass. Take it out: "...Old Huang, you really want to lose weight."
"I lost five pounds of meat this week, you know!" Mayor Huang said with a sullen face: "Since the news that the Japanese Aida consortium is going to invest in our small cities of the seventh and eighth tiers, the province has come down to intercept it. Hu, the old problem of me, who can't eat well or sleep well, and the mental weakness of both qi and blood is coming back!"
Chu He held his breath and groped to fasten his seat belt before heaving a sigh of relief.
"You said that the Central Demon Committee has no opinion on me. Why do the province always dislike me? Do they know that I am a weasel? Of course not! - Is it because I robbed the mayor of Lao Wu's bastard. Seat? But that was also his own death! Although the collapse of the overpass in the center of the city also had some factors, but the main reason was that the old gangsters of Lao Wu took too many rebates from the developers. If I hadn't made a decisive decision I invited you out of the Jinmao Building, the concrete foundation collapsed, and hundreds of people on the road died at that time…”
Mayor Huang skillfully took out an oiled paper bag from the side of the car seat, took out the chicken bones from it and crunched them.
"You said how difficult it is for our city to develop from a small county town to the present, and finally attract a foreign investment. My mayor was so excited that he didn't fall asleep for three days, and I was in tears when I said it! Not to mention the strong support and praise from the province, it turned out that He even sent someone down to cut his beard, and his conscience was eaten by a dog! Isn’t that because the old Wu who was brought down by me is a direct descendant of the province!—I wanted to secretly contact foreign businessmen without telling me, but luckily I found out early, Annoying Lao Tzu and blowing them away!"
The corner of Chu He's mouth twitched invisibly.
"Who did the province send?"
"It is said that it is the reception office for foreign guests." Mayor Huang said, "There is a female director named Li, with a little white face named Zhou, and a few clerks. Hehe, I want to come to see foreign businessmen together today, so I specially asked someone to ask them at noon. Get them drunk, pack them up and leave them in the hotel…”
This Japanese foreign businessman arrived yesterday, and he had already invited a reception banquet last night. Mayor Huang's original intention was to arrange a tour today to show the city's strong development momentum, and then have a sauna in the evening to further cultivate feelings; but the Japanese side was very efficient, and directly proposed to go to the suburban development area to see the site and strive for The site selection was decided in two days.
Mayor Huang has nothing to say about this - the deal will be finalized with a hammer earlier, and this piece of fat that fell from the sky will be saved from being missed.
"Three. Brother doesn't take care of you, Mr. Chu, if I can win this project, I, Huang Daxian, will treat you as my grandfather!"
"..." Chu He said, "You must not."
While speaking, the Hongqi sedan stopped at the gate of the Suburban Development Center. This place is already some distance away from the main road. It is surrounded by a lot of empty land. Except for the exhibition center that was temporarily built during the architectural planning, there are only a few hospitals and middle schools far away. There is a real estate development area contracted by a builder not far away. The scaffolding has just been lifted, and it is still full of potholes at the moment.
The Japanese investor had already arrived, surrounded by a group of people, standing beside the barbed wire around the open space, not knowing what they were looking at, and no one even noticed that the Hongqi car stopped.
Mayor Huang got out of the car with his chest out and shy, and waved his hand full of anger: "Hey—"
Everyone turned back.
Immediately afterwards, the director of the exhibition center, relying on his thin body and flexible body, pushed everyone away and rushed over: "Mayor Huang! Mayor Huang! It's not good, something happened to us!"
He grabbed Fatty Huang, and the whole person was trembling: "Yes-there-someone jumped off the building!"
Mayor Huang: "Huh?!"
Chu He got out of the car immediately, and saw that the director was also frightened, shaking into a ball on a hot day, and the sweat dripping down his eyebrows was too late to wipe: "That next-that construction site, someone jumped from it just now. Come down, I, I, I, I saw him fall into such a big piece with my own eyes! We just called the police, mayor, you are here, what can I do about this..."
Mayor Huang: "What did you say?!"
"The person who jumped down is my interpreter," a man in an elegant gray suit walked over from the crowd, reached out and shook hands with Mayor Huang, and politely said in blunt Chinese: "My interpreter just said I was going to the bathroom, and in a blink of an eye Just jumped down from above, just happened to be seen by everyone."
The scene was chaotic. Mayor Huang wiped his sweat and smiled and shook hands with the man, while he turned his head and explained to Chu He in a low voice: "This is Mr. Aida Yoshi, the current head of the Aida Consortium..." He also forcibly greeted everyone calmly. : "Calm down! All calm! The police will come soon, and no one is allowed to move the scene!"
Chu He's gaze crossed the crowd and looked towards the construction site. After a while, he retracted it and landed on a young man in a white robe on the Japanese side.
The young man was only seventeen or eighteen years old, with a handsome face and wide robes and wide sleeves. He followed behind Aida Yoshi with low eyebrows and pleasing eyes, like an invisible man.
However, to Chu He, his sense of existence is very clear - the one he wears is a hunting robe.
The boy was an onmyoji.
Probably noticing Chu He's gaze, Aida Yoshi nodded politely and pointed to the young man to introduce: "This is my nephew, because he has a little knowledge in catching and subduing demons, so he was brought to Feng Shui for exploration projects by me. , to assist in project site selection.”
After speaking, he patted Mayor Huang's plump shoulder meaningfully, and said with a smile: "—My nephew has a good temper and will not act arbitrarily on the basis of his ability, so the mayor really does not need to be afraid, hahahaha!"
Others in the chaos didn't understand, but Mayor Huang's expression changed almost instantly.
"Xiang... Mr. Xiangtian is joking," the weasel's fat face rolled down the bead of sweat, almost unable to maintain a smile: "Haha—Looking at your nephew, the handsome young man has a bright future. Hehehe—"
The young Onmyoji stepped forward and bowed respectfully in the eyes of Mayor Huang, who was almost a little frightened. His voice was that natural and soft: "Hello, Mr. Huang, my name is Lan Yu."
Immediately after he turned to Chu He, he seemed to sense some kind of dangerous aura in an instant, and his pupils slightly widened and contracted.
"..." The young Onmyoji clasped his left thumb in the palm of his right palm, clasped his hands together with the backs of his hands facing out, bowed his body and performed a special greeting ceremony for a warlock: "First time meeting, please take care of me."