Chapter Three: The Chen Family

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  But then Wen Fei knew why, and all he heard was Huang Sheng calling out respectfully: "Secretary Chen......yes, yes......"

  It turned out that the big boss behind Huang Sheng had called, no wonder he was so arrogant. The status between people is originally compared. Especially in this class society, it's even more obvious. Wen Fei sighed and heard Huang Sheng hang up the phone saying: "Secretary Chen wants to see you!"

  "Want to see me?" Wen Fei pointed at his own nose in confusion.

  When the car drove into the most mysterious compound of the Standing Committee in the city, Wen Fei finally came to his senses and didn't know why Secretary Chen, who was high above, wanted to see him.

  It's strange to say, Wen Fei had dealings with Zhang Shu Ye in the Northern Song Dynasty. Zhang Shu Ye was a descendant of a prime minister and himself a recording secretary general of Lanzhou, so his status wouldn't be much lower than that of Secretary Chen. However, Wen Fei didn't feel constrained at all when he was with Zhang Shu Ye. On the contrary, after entering this large compound, he felt very uncomfortable all over.

  Two armed police officers on duty at the gate stopped them and after registration, a secretary came over to take them in, all the way to Building No. 3.

  The architecture of this mansion and that sanatorium are extremely similar, both with a somewhat old-fashioned Soviet style. However, unlike the sanatorium, there is a solemn atmosphere everywhere here, making Wen Fei very uncomfortable, as if his whole body was being pricked by needles.

  No wonder the ancient practitioners disliked contacting government officials the most. The aura here makes people feel uncomfortable!

  Wen Fei suddenly remembered when he was out for a midnight stroll, seeing the police station not far away, it was shrouded in an aura of white with a hint of red and yellow. Even from a distance, it made the yin spirits feel fearful. If the yin spirits were to appear within this compound, they would probably be asking for death! Who would have thought that the power of dictatorship would reach such an extent, not only controlling humans but also ghosts and gods dare not intrude. It's truly terrifying!

  Those who think they've learned some Taoist magic and want to turn the world upside down, causing chaos in heaven, are definitely not clear-headed. They should be brought here to take a look. Even in a small residential area of a county government office, it's like this, let alone other places.

  Finally arrived at the third building of the Standing Committee, but did not see the imagined Secretary Chen. There was only an old lady in her seventies who looked spirited and came forward to greet me.

  The old lady was originally busy in the garden, and when she saw the two coming, she came over to greet them. Although her figure was short and small, her walking speed was extremely fast, and when she spoke, it was also crisp and concise, without any of the usual ailments of the elderly.

  "Shengzi, you've arrived. So this is the master you were talking about? Hmm, so young, indeed a remarkable achievement at such a tender age!" The old lady said, her accent clearly local.

  Even if Wen Fei was foolish at this time, he would not have taken the old lady as a nanny. Nonsense, who would invite a nanny of such an advanced age?

  Huang Sheng warmly went over and held onto the old lady's shoulder: "Auntie, this is the Wen Fei Xiaoshi I was telling you about. His skills are really something..." He said, raising one thumb up high.

  Wen Fei smiled wryly, this was indeed a first-rate skill for pretending to be a god. To say the least, Wen Fei felt that his most promising career path was to become a charlatan, rather than doing anything else.

  "What's this 'Little Master' nonsense!" the old lady scolded: "Even Confucius bowed to a young child as his teacher, if someone has great skills they are a great master." After reprimanding Huang Sheng for several sentences, she smiled at Wen Fei and said: "Master, please don't mind, my nephew doesn't know how to speak. I am Chen Zhenghe's grandmother, surname Yu."

  "Wen Fei hastily called out: 'Hello Aunt Yu, I'm Wen Fei.'"

  The old lady burst out laughing: "Sit in the house, sit in the house. Where have all the people gone to die? Don't hurry up and serve tea to our esteemed guest, not a bit of etiquette!"

  Upon hearing the old lady's scolding, the nanny suddenly became busy. The old lady scolded again: "Not a bit of eyesight!"

  Turning to Wen Fei, he had a smile on his face again: "Master Wen, please come in. Let's go inside and talk. These servants nowadays are really incompetent, every single one of them is a lazy good-for-nothing."

  Wen Fei couldn't help but laugh and cry at the same time, looking at the old lady's behavior, treating these babysitters as servants.

  "Sigh, I took one look at the master and knew he was a capable person. Last time, Shengzi found some nonsense master from Hong Kong. I could tell at a glance that he wasn't reliable, but they didn't believe me..."

  Wen Fei felt extremely embarrassed, was he scolding Sang Qiu or giving himself a warning?

  Huang Sheng also looked embarrassed: "That master has a great reputation in Hong Kong, who knows..."

  "You know nothing, just wasting money. But this time the invited Mr. Wen is indeed the right person, I can tell at a glance. Look at Mr. Wen's two eyes, like light bulbs, shining brightly. And look at that Hong Kong guy you found last time, he's a scammer. His eyes are dull and yellow, no spirit at all..."

  The old lady kept talking and wouldn't stop, Wen Fei could see that. This old lady was originally a rural old woman, who had never received much education or culture in her life, but she was surprisingly worldly-wise!

  However, this old lady said that her eyes were shining brightly, and that the Hong Kong Feng Shui master had dull eyes with no spirit. It seems that this old lady is also very experienced!

  Wen Fei, although not daring to call himself a high-society person, has recently been practicing the Five Qi Morning Exercise passed down from Chen Niwan, and on top of that, he takes that so-called Divine Command Pill every day. As a result, Wen Fei is now full of energy and spirit, with eyes that seem to be shining like lights all day long, and his vitality is overflowing in an unbelievable way.

  Sitting on a plane for a long time is unbearable, and if you go abroad, you'll also have to reverse the time difference, it takes several days to recover. Wen Fei has been traveling back and forth between two time zones, in the past, every time she traveled through time, she would feel extremely tired. But now it's much better!

  However, these five Qi Gong are indeed authentic health-preserving exercises. As for driving out evil spirits and catching ghosts, they are of no help whatsoever!

  "Speaking of which, that short-lived old man is also a fellow practitioner with the master?" The old lady looked very familiar and dared to hand over tea as soon as she entered the house.

  This villa, although it has been built for some years, looks a bit old-fashioned and square, but the interior decoration is really not covered. Wen Fei, this countryman, can't say what's good about it, but he feels that it's more comfortable than those luxurious villas often seen on TV.

  This tea is not ordinary, it's not served in a ceramic cup, but in a glass one. The soup color is emerald green, and the leaves stand up like spears, emitting a fragrance that hits your nose. Even Wen Fei, who doesn't know much about tea, can tell that this is definitely top-grade good tea.

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