Chapter 49

"Le Rou, I really appreciate it. The learning materials for these children are finally sorted out."

On a bright blue grassland, a group of children were playing and chasing each other. Not far from the children, an old woman was holding the hand of a young woman, speaking sincerely.

"Director, you're too kind. I grew up in the orphanage, so to me, this orphanage is my home. Now that I've grown up, it's only natural for me to give back to our orphanage."

Le Rou gently brushed the hair that had fallen over her eyes, revealing a charming face. If Qin Yu were here, he would recognize her as the woman from the train.

"Le Rou, you give so much money to the orphanage every month. Is it enough for your own living? It's not easy to earn money these days."

The director's face showed concern. Le Rou was a child she had raised from a young age, and she had only managed to finish junior high school. In today's society, what kind of good job could a junior high school graduate find? Thinking about the tens of thousands of yuan Le Rou sent to the orphanage every month, she was afraid the child might have taken the wrong path.

"Director, didn't I tell you? I found a boyfriend. He runs a company, and this money is his allowance for me."

"Two years ago, you said you had a boyfriend. Why haven't you brought him to meet me? Le Rou, the director may not be capable, but I feel guilty for not managing the orphanage well. I just hope you can live a happy life. The orphanage shouldn't be a burden to you. You must stay on the right path and take care of yourself. That's the least we can do for you."

Although the director was old, she had heard about some of the negative phenomena in today's society. Thinking about how many young girls become mistresses or lovers for money, and looking at Le Rou's beautiful face, her expression turned a bit grim.

"Director, my boyfriend is about my age. How about I bring him to the orphanage next time for you to meet him and give your approval?"

"Good, that's a good idea. When you come, I'll cook a special meal for both of you." The director's face finally showed a smile when she heard Le Rou's words.

"Where am I supposed to find a boyfriend to bring to the director?"

After leaving the orphanage, Le Rou frowned. Having wandered in society for so many years, she had met many wealthy men, most of whom wanted to keep her as a mistress. Just the sight of these fat, lecherous men made her feel nauseous. If she had a gun, she would have shot them all.

After leaving the orphanage, she had worked many jobs, but none lasted long. Either her superiors tried to take advantage of her, or she was ostracized by her female colleagues. Who could blame them? She had a low level of education but a face that could bring down a nation and a figure that tempted crime.

Thinking about the expressions of those men at the train station a few days ago, Le Rou's eyes narrowed. These men, who only thought with their lower halves, deserved to have their money stolen.

Her job was unstable, but the children at the orphanage needed money to live. Out of necessity, Le Rou became a thief, but she only targeted the rich. This was why the migrant worker on the train didn't lose anything, not even a trace of being searched.

As for Qin Yu, he was just unlucky to be with the fat man. Le Rou had seen them whispering suspiciously, and the fat man kept looking at her, which made her feel disgusted. She ended up searching Qin Yu's luggage as well.

She donated the five thousand yuan from the fat man to the orphanage. Now, in her bag, there was only a broken compass. Thinking about the compass, Le Rou found it amusing. This young man, who looked like a college student, had a compass in his luggage. Could he be a feng shui master?

"This compass looks like an old piece. I might as well take it to someone who sells feng shui items and see how much it's worth."

In the south, many people believe in Buddhism. As one of the major cities in the south, GZ has many streets selling feng shui items. Not far from Le Rou was a famous feng shui street in the entire city.

As Le Rou walked into the feng shui street, several black luxury sports cars stopped at the entrance. A few young men and women got out of the cars, some of the young men looking exhausted, with their arms around young women.

"Mr. Mo, this feng shui street is one of the most famous in the city. Someone once found a magical tool here, which caused quite a stir."

Among the five young men, the one who spoke was walking in front without a woman.

Mo Yongxing looked at the street ahead, crowded with people, and frowned. "Are you sure this is a feng shui street and not a shopping street? Why are there so many people?"

"Mr. Mo, you don't know. Feng shui is very popular in this area, and the number of feng shui masters is the highest in the country. Last year, someone found a magical tool here, and the news spread, making this place very popular. Every day, countless people come here to look for items, hoping to find a magical tool."

"But this isn't an antique market. Where do they find these things?"

"Hehe, you'll see when you go in."

Mo Yongxing stared at the young man for a moment, then looked back at the three young men flirting with women. "Alright, we two will go in. You guys wait outside."

"Mr. Mo, you can't do that."

"Come on, we came here early with you, and you're leaving us behind!"

The three men protested, but Mo Yongxing glared at them. "I'm going to the feng shui street. How many people go to a feng shui street with women, let alone holding them?"

If it weren't for the trip to Copper Bell Mountain, Mo Yongxing might not have cared. But after seeing Qin Yu's amazing abilities, his thoughts had changed. Many things that he hadn't encountered didn't mean they didn't exist. He was going to the feng shui street to look for a magical tool, and he wanted to go with a sincere heart. It wouldn't look good if he brought a group of people flirting with women.

"This feng shui street is crowded and not very interesting. You can wait in the car." The man with Mo Yongxing also advised.

Except for Mo Yongxing, the others were children of high-ranking officials in the city. They came to the feng shui street to accompany Mo Yongxing, as the Mo family's background was worth their flattery.

The man who didn't bring a woman was Li Bing, the son of the city's Public Security Bureau chief. He was secretly pleased that Mo Yongxing didn't let the other three follow. This gave him a chance to get closer to Mo Yongxing. If he could connect with the Mo family, it would be a great advantage for his own family.

Although the three young men were unwilling, they didn't dare to disobey Mo Yongxing. Thinking about the crowded feng shui street, they decided it was better to stay in the car and flirt with the women.

Mo Yongxing and Li Bing walked into the feng shui street. Mo Yongxing realized why Li Bing had said to see for himself. It was like an antique market.

The streets on both sides were lined with stalls, and vendors had laid out various items, from the bizarre to the mundane. Mo Yongxing saw a stall selling night pots, old and worn, with the vendor shouting:

"Ancestral night pot passed down from Yang Jiupin, invulnerable to evil, a first-class magical tool. Don't miss it as you walk by."

Mo Yongxing walked to the stall and examined the night pot. It looked quite good, with some talismans carved on it, similar to the jars in Hong Kong and Taiwan ghost movies.

"Boss, this is a night pot used by Yang Jiupin, blessed with magical power. Buy one and place it at home to ward off evil and attract wealth." The vendor saw Mo Yongxing and became even more enthusiastic.

Mo Yongxing had heard of Yang Jiupin, the founder of the Southern School of Feng Shui, the "Form School" and the "Gan School," who left many works and was highly respected by later feng shui masters.

"Is this a night pot used by Yang Jiupin?" Mo Yongxing was skeptical.

"Of course. I'll tell you, I got this from Yang Gong Village. Look at the talismans on it. They were drawn by generations of feng shui masters. How could it be fake?"

The vendor looked at Mo Yongxing and Li Bing, lowered his voice, and whispered, "Have you heard about the magical tool someone bought here last year? I'll tell you, they bought it from my stall."

The vendor's words made Mo Yongxing's eyes light up. If the magical tool was indeed bought from this vendor, then this night pot might be real. What convinced Mo Yongxing the most were the talismans on the night pot, which were similar to those he had seen Qin Yu draw.

"How much is this night pot?" Mo Yongxing asked.

"Eighty thousand yuan." The man held up his hand, showing the number eight.