Chapter Thirty-Two Encounter

  The next day, Tian Qi was woken up by the alarm clock. He hadn't slept for several hours after what happened last night. But he had to get up, as he still had to drive his mentor and Yingying to school today. Although his mentor said they could find a car themselves and told him to focus on his own affairs first, Tian Qi couldn't do that.

  "You two are so heartless, leaving me alone at home!" Fatso's foot was still not fully recovered from last night's sprain, and he walked with a limp. Tianqi asked him to stay in the company to watch the store, which made him extremely unwilling.

  Tian Qi knew what Pao Zi was thinking and couldn't bear to be so "cruel": "Or else, I'll go with Qiu Shen first, you take good care of your foot, then you can come over later. I should spend a few days playing with Ying Ying."

  "Alright!" Fatso replied readily.

  Just as Tian Qi and Qiu Shen were about to drive away, someone arrived at the company. At this time, Pangzi was flipping through the phone book, he knew a somewhat famous foot massage master, wanted to ask him how to make his feet recover faster, otherwise Tian Qi wouldn't say it himself, but limping would affect his image.

  A man wearing a black robe walked in, hunching his back, with wrinkles all over his face, looking so old that it was scary. His small eyes emitted an uncomfortable glow. As he entered the company, he seemed to bring in a gust of eerie wind, which made the fatty involuntarily shrink his neck.

  "Hello, what can I do for you?" The man's intuitive impression of the fatty was reminiscent of an evil sorcerer hiding in the depths of the jungle in a Western movie. However, since he was a guest, there was no reason not to entertain him; it was just that subconsciously, he didn't extend his hand to shake hands with the visitor.

  The guest did not respond to the fatty's words, but instead walked around in the company.

  "There are three of you in total, where are the other two?" The guest's voice was a bit hoarse. "Just call me Fourth Master."

  "Ah... Fourth Master," the fatty hesitated for a moment before saying so, but in his heart he was muttering that nowadays people are really something, casually calling themselves "master" this and that, who knows who gave them such titles, but what can you do when we're in the service industry, they can call us whatever they like.

  "They have something to attend to today, if you need anything, just let me know," said the fatty politely.

  Fourth Master sat down, took a sip of the tea that had been poured for him, and furrowed his brow.

  The fat man thought this person was quite particular, although this tea wasn't the best tea leaves, it was still a type of Tieguanyin.

  "I have a building that's not clean, I'd like to ask you to help me drive out the ghosts," Fourth Master finally said his purpose for coming, and Fatso also let out a sigh of relief. He wasn't afraid of guests making high demands, he was just afraid they wouldn't make any demands at all. He felt that every second spent with this Fourth Master was torture.

  "We specialize in this, so we can definitely help you solve the problem. However, I don't know if you're in a hurry, but it may take us a few days to find time."

  "No problem," Fourth Master took out a photo, wrote his phone number on the back of it and handed it to Fatty.

  "Is that the building in the photo?" The fat man took the photo and saw that it was a six-story old building, which looked like it was over 20 years old from its exterior.

  "Yes, this is the deposit. After it's done, 500,000." Before Fatty could speak, Fourth Master took out 10,000 yuan and put it on the table. "They can call me back when they return, I'll tell you the address." With that, Fourth Master stood up and left, not even waiting for Fatty to issue a receipt.

  As soon as the fourth master walked out of the company gate, Fat felt that the air in this office suddenly became relaxed, unlike the feeling of gloomy atmosphere just now, I don't know if it's psychological.

  He opened a fat account, which is considered a big client. He also contacted that foot massage friend and planned to go over and take a look. It's true that their industry has a bit of an antique business feel, three years without opening, opening for three years, but theirs is clearly making more money than antiques.

  Tian Qi and they also went very smoothly, because of Yue Yanming's academic status, many procedures were handled by the school, with his presence, this major will soon rise in the national rankings, this is a top-notch figure, and many seminars will be held here in the future.

  "Mentor, you can actually go to the best university in China," Tianqi said, knowing in his heart that the reason why the mentor chose this university was still because of him and Yingying.

  Yuè Yān Míng smiled and shook his head, patted Tiān Qí's shoulder, looked at his daughter and Chóu Shēn again, "I'm old, I don't want to bother with anything anymore, just being able to see you guys often is enough for me."

  "Dad!" You're not old at all, don't always say things like that. Yingying pouted her small mouth in displeasure.

  "Alright, alright, I'm still waiting to hold my great-grandson!"

  "You'll just have to wait then, and I'll give you a few more later!" Yingying said, her blue eyes still blinking at Tianqi. But it was Tianqi who felt embarrassed instead, he wasn't like Yingying, having grown up abroad from a young age, his way of thinking and lifestyle tended to be more foreign-influenced, so he wouldn't feel shy about such things.

  "What a big girl, and yet she's still shy!"

  Just as a few people were chatting and laughing, Moyan Ming's phone rang, it was a call from the school leader.

  "It seems I still can't escape, the school has invited a few elderly gentlemen to come and entertain me, it looks like I have no choice but to go. You guys don't need to go, I know you wouldn't enjoy that atmosphere either." Yuè Yǎn Míng was very understanding of young people's minds, which is also why he was so popular among students. His teaching style had always been adaptive and guiding, never suppressing the students' individuality and their age-appropriate lifestyle and way of thinking.

  After parting with her instructor, Tianqi drove to the school gate and asked, "Yingying, where do you want to go and have some fun?"

  "Let me think for a moment... I'll go to a taekwondo gym first!" Her big blue eyes sparkled as she looked at Qiu Shen.

  "Want to try and beat me?" Chou Shen was this kind of person, when he was with others, he rarely spoke, looking like he wasn't interested, but in fact, he was all ears, observing.

  He is just like a spectator, when he doesn't speak, he looks like he's watching the people around him act, but once he speaks, he immediately becomes an actor in the play.

  "Yingying, you're still learning Taekwondo from Chou Shen Jiao, he's just one step away from being a top-level black belt." Tian Qi said with a smile.

  "People aren't always making progress, are they? I'm now a fourth-degree black belt, and it's not that different. How can we know if we don't try? And let me tell you, after Shu Di Xiong returned to China, I went on to find another formidable master!"

  When Tian Qi heard Yan Yan say that, he secretly felt a pang of regret. Not to mention black belt, even if it was red belt, he would have been more than enough. At first, when he saw Yan Yan wanting to learn, he also wanted to learn, but truly learning anything requires talent. He was confident that his intelligence was not inferior to others, but this Taekwondo was really not his forte, and he had even gotten injured. So he gave up, never expecting that Yan Yan would persist all the way through. In the future, if they got married one day and he made Yan Yan unhappy, she could kick him flying with just one foot.

  "Be careful, don't get hurt," it's easy to find a Taekwondo gym, and soon the match began, Tian Qi whispered in Chou Shen's ear.

  Chou Shen nodded slightly, Tian Qi's words were somewhat redundant, he naturally understood the weight of it.

  "What are you whispering about over there! Hurry up and start already!" Yingying was getting a bit impatient.

  Taekwondo can enter the black belt level, which is already a master, and there is no problem dealing with ordinary people. However, the gap between each level of black belt is not small. Taking now as an example, before he returned to China, Yingying should have just been a first-degree black belt, but now she is already a fourth-degree black belt. Her strength has made a qualitative leap, although Chou Shen has not used his full strength yet, but Yingying's current strength is no longer what it used to be.

  During the sparring process, Yingying would occasionally let out a shout, quickly attracting many people in the gym. Female black belt taekwondo athletes were rare to begin with, and even when they did appear, they usually had rough features. But Yingying was different - she had a petite build, a pretty face, fair skin, and big blue eyes. A female black belt athlete like her was truly a rare sight.

  "Halt! I won't fight anymore, I concede!" Qi Tian was well aware of the depth of their powers. If he had used his full strength from the start, Yingying would have surrendered long ago. It was just that he had played along with her for a bit longer. Compared to Qi Tian, ordinary masters probably wouldn't be able to defeat Yingying either. Thinking about it made him break out in cold sweat; it seemed he needed to practice something more.