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Zhong Kui's Diary
When I said goodbye to Master Cang, he looked at me with wide eyes, suspiciously asking, "You guys don't want him anymore?"
Upon hearing this, Fatty let out a long sigh, his entire body seeming to express disappointment. He glanced at me, swallowed hard, and resolutely reached out to pat Master Cang on the chest before leaving with me.
After parting ways with Fatty, the night had deepened. Nevertheless, I went to find Kong Xuan and had a fight, which helped alleviate some of the frustration in my heart.
Damn it, I've become your tool for venting desires, was what Kong Xuan said when he sent me off.
In the following days, Fatty and I just chatted and wasted time at Golden Blade Advertising Company. Isolated from the World seemed to have forgotten about my matters, as I received no news. I spent my time idly sitting in the company's Coffee Room, standing by the window observing the city, or pulling out my phone to look at Guo'er's photos, my longing growing day by day.
During this time, Xu Qingyu sought me out once. He had a pathological obsession with certain matters. I put in some effort to create an opportunity for him to have a friendly yet distant interaction with Master Cang. After that was accomplished, Xu Qingyu became even closer to me; damn it, I've turned into a pimp.
Another boring day passed. Fatty stood next to me as we gazed at the distant city when he suddenly sighed. I looked at him curiously, unsure of what he meant.
"I was wondering if we could call An Ran back?" Fatty turned to look at me.
"Wait a few more days; who knows what new script this guy will come up with." My worries remained unspoken. Having already lost one Guo'er, if we were to lose another An Ran, we would have nothing left to do but sit face-to-face with furrowed brows and sigh.
Thinking of Guo'er made me unable to resist pulling out my phone again to look at her photos.
Fatty glanced over and casually remarked, "Ghost Brother, your Guo'er is staring blankly at that bookshelf; what is she looking at?"
"I don't know; maybe she's pondering something." I always focused on Guo'er when looking at her photos. It was only after Fatty's comment that I followed her gaze.
It was a beige bookshelf with a very minimalist design that exuded a sense of style. Due to the angle of the photo, one book on the shelf was barely visible enough to see its cover. The title was unclear, but the cover featured a red building.
After looking for a while, Fatty suddenly nudged me with his elbow and said mysteriously, "Ghost Brother, don't you think there's something off about this Coffee Room?"
I shifted my gaze from my phone in surprise and asked Fatty, "What do you mean?"
"From outside, this corridor should be two stories high, yet the Coffee Room we're in is only one story tall. Where did the upper floor go?" Fatty pointed at the Flower Board in the Coffee Room.
"You sell tea eggs but are thinking like you're making an atomic bomb; let me give you four words: none of your business!" I dismissed him.
I wasn't very knowledgeable about architecture either; it's possible that the upper floor is entirely steel framework used to stabilize the two buildings. A simple example would be that two wooden boards standing on their own can easily topple over, but if you tie them together with a horizontal piece in an 'H' shape, their stability greatly increases.
"Haha..." Fatty seemed about to say something when my phone rang; it was Lingfeng calling.
"How is it?" I asked eagerly.
"Cui Gu Yi's flight arrives at Star City this afternoon. Come to my house later, and we'll go pick her up together. The girl has a good reputation, so we need to give her a proper welcome," Lingfeng said with a hint of helplessness in his voice.
"What's the big deal? Just don't make us beat drums and dance around!" I laughed.
After greeting the administrative department, it seemed they were aware of my relationship with Jin Zhenzhong. No matter what I did with Fatty, they just turned a blind eye, especially since I was already on my way and everything was in order.
Once I exited the building, Fatty asked, "Are we taking the subway or squeezing onto a bus?"
Golden Peak Building is located in Yuhua District, while Lingfeng's home is in Qinghu District's Four Seasons Flower City. Qinghu District is known as the 'rich area' because housing prices here are extremely high; any apartment over one hundred square meters costs at least four million. Some joke that even if you win five million in the lottery, after taxes, you'd barely have enough to buy a place here, and you'd still be worried about not having money for property management fees...
Fatty asked this because if we took the subway, we would have to walk for about twenty minutes after getting off. Although the bus goes directly there, it isn't as quick and convenient as the subway. Some might wonder why there's no subway in such an upscale area. Well, who wouldn't drive instead of taking the subway in such a fancy place?
"Let's take the subway!" I decided after weighing my options; I'd rather walk for zero minutes than take a long detour by bus.
As soon as I got on the subway, I spotted a familiar face: Bian Qing, the Network Administrator from Golden Age Internet Cafe, where I had met Feng Zhen. He was facing away from the entrance, talking on the phone, completely unaware that Fatty and I had arrived.
I approached and tapped him on the shoulder. When Bian Qing turned around and saw me, he looked surprised and said into the phone, "I ran into a friend; I'll call you back later." He then made a sound into the receiver before hanging up.
Turning back to me with a smile, he said, "Ghost Brother, you look a bit down. Have you had too many romantic encounters?"
I was taken aback. Did I really look that bad?
"You haven't been to the internet cafe to play games for quite some time. Is it because those girls there are too exciting? Always coming and going?" Bian Qing chuckled lightly.
"What girls?" I asked in confusion.
"Isn't that what Fatty is trying to surprise you with? He wanted me to bring you to that spot and use a QQ account without a number next to it to tempt you," Bian Qing looked at Fatty in surprise. "Hey, Fat Brother, you haven't told Ghost Brother yet?"
"What nonsense is this?" Fatty looked equally confused; all three of us wore expressions of astonishment.
"Clear this up," I said, touching my nose and pointing at Bian Qing. "What exactly is going on?"
Bian Qing blinked, seemingly not understanding my question. He cleared his throat and finally explained, "Well, Fat Brother asked me on QQ when you usually arrive, so I told him. Then he said he'd save that spot by the window for you later to play a prank and introduce you to a fierce girl!"
Fatty exclaimed urgently, "That's impossible! I've never done anything like that!"
Bian Qing looked surprised. "Fat Brother, this is clearly your idea..."
I stopped the argument between the two because I had already guessed that it must be the work of ‘Isolated from the World’. How could it be such a coincidence that I just happened to see the script while sitting next to them? It turned out that all of this was intentionally made known to me by ‘Isolated from the World’.
From the very beginning, I had fallen into a trap. No wonder I felt like I was being led around from start to finish. Moreover, this trap was so intricate that I was completely lost within it, with no sense of direction or clue. Even knowing it was a trap, I could only continue to be led by him.
Bian Qing got off at the next stop. I shared my guess with Fatty, who also found it unbelievable: “Ghost Brother, you mean this guy has been plotting against us from the start? But what’s his reason for doing this? We have nothing to our names, no money, no power, and certainly no looks. It makes no sense for him to target us!”
“There must be some key point we don’t know about,” I frowned.
“And besides, if we set aside Guo'er’s matter, we’re still working at Golden Blade Advertising Company. You’re still a senior executive there; we haven’t lost anything,” Fatty continued analyzing. After a pause, he joked, “Shouldn’t I follow up with your last line? My lord, there must be something fishy going on here?”
I shamelessly nodded: “Exactly!”
The two of us listed a bunch of reasons why ‘Isolated from the World’ might do this, but ultimately we felt our explanations were insufficient and gave up.
After getting off the subway and walking for a while, Fatty suggested, “How about we call Lingfeng to pick us up?”
I looked at him disdainfully: “With your physical condition, can I expect you to contribute to the prosperity of our country’s sports?”
“Uh, if it involves mixed-gender close combat, I think I could manage,” Fatty said with righteous laughter.
As we laughed, while waiting for the traffic light at an intersection, a tall girl carrying a large Travel Bag approached us: “Excuse me, gentlemen, how do I get to Four Seasons Flower City?”
This girl looked to be in her twenties, about 1.7 meters tall, wearing jeans that accentuated her figure. Moreover, she resembled a celebrity—who was it again? I couldn’t quite remember.
Fatty seemed to know what I was thinking and nudged me with his elbow. He leaned in and whispered, “Very silly and very real!”
Right! This beauty looked just like that Zhong Meimei, who had done an artistic nude photo shoot with Teacher Chen and later said ‘very silly and very real’ at a press conference. Wow, she’s from the same place!
“Four Seasons Flower City, huh?” Fatty said with a kind expression as if spring breezes were blowing across his face: “You go straight ahead and then turn left after 100 meters. There’s a KFC sign; next to the KFC, there’s an alley which is a cultural street. Go in and turn right at the fourth intersection, then walk straight for five hundred meters…”
Fatty rambled on for quite a while. I secretly laughed; he wasn’t misleading this beauty at all. In fact, it was a shortcut—though not one that locals from Star City would easily navigate. I knew what Fatty was up to.
The beauty looked bewildered: “That sounds complicated!”
Fatty immediately responded: “We’re actually heading to Four Seasons Flower City too; why don’t you walk with us? We’ll get there in ten minutes at most.”
The beauty smiled brightly: “That sounds great! Thank you!”
As we walked along, Fatty kept cracking jokes that made her extremely happy; she giggled non-stop. When we reached the entrance of Four Seasons Flower City, Fatty asked: “Beautiful lady, we’ve arrived. Do you need us to accompany you further?”
"You are also going to Four Seasons Flower City, right? Maybe the place we are heading to isn't far apart!" the beautiful woman said with a charming smile.
"It can't be that coincidental; we are going to Qinglin Pavilion," Fatty replied with a grin.
"Ah, me too!" the beautiful woman exclaimed in surprise.
"B building!"
"Me too!"
"19th floor, 190!"
"Me too!"
...
Then, Fatty and the beautiful woman asked simultaneously, "Are you also looking for Lingfeng?"
I was equally astonished. Shouldn't we buy a lottery ticket with such odds? I cleared my throat and asked, "May I know your surname, beautiful?"
"My surname is Xiao, Xiao Qingcheng!" the beautiful woman replied with a radiant smile.
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