Chapter 46

Tang Zhendong almost found himself speechless under Zhao Lili's questioning. He wasn't good at defending himself, but fortunately, Zhao Lili also noticed Tang Zhendong's embarrassment and didn't continue to press him.

During this meal, Tang Zhendong racked his brains to find the right words to deal with Zhao Lili.

"Brother Zhendong, if you lose your car, will you stop selling fruit?"

"No, I won't. The will of heaven is something us mortals cannot defy."

"Brother Zhendong, if you can't find a job, I can ask my boss if you can work at our company. It would be in the workshop, which might be a bit of a demotion for you."

Zhao Lili worked as an accountant at a mold factory, where the cashier was the boss's wife. In small businesses, cash usually didn't pass through the hands of outsiders.

Zhao Lili worked closely with the boss's wife, so she was well aware of the company's staffing needs. However, in such a small business, the need for staff was usually for manual labor, not management. Although Zhao Lili knew that Tang Zhendong wasn't picky, she was afraid that if she suggested he work in the workshop, he might feel she was looking down on him.

"No, forget it. I'm now in a partnership doing some small business."

"Ah? What kind of business?"

"It's not really a business, just fortune-telling and feng shui." Since Tang Zhendong was going to make a living from this, he had thought it through on his way back. There was no need to hide it from Zhao Lili. After all, he had genuine skills. "By the way, Lili, does your boss believe in this?"

Zhao Lili shook her head. "I'm not sure. I don't know much, but there is a statue of the God of Wealth in his office."

"Oh, that's fine." Tang Zhendong suddenly thought of Old Ye. If Old Ye could persuade Zhao Lili's boss, and Tang Zhendong could show his genuine skills, they could definitely win over someone who was half-believing in deities. These were all potential clients. If business was good, they might not have time for such potential clients, but if Tang Zhendong and Old Ye had nothing to do, they could definitely visit Lili's company and win over her boss.

"Brother Zhendong, if you need money for your business, just let me know. I have some savings." Zhao Lili seemed a bit embarrassed. A girl willing to lend money to a man showed that she no longer considered him an outsider.

Tang Zhendong laughed. "No need. My business is a typical no-capital venture, purely technical. It doesn't require any startup funds."

The next morning, Tang Zhendong still woke up very early to meditate and practice boxing. However, he no longer needed to go wholesale for fruit, so he had more time to practice. Tang Zhendong spent at least four to five hours a day practicing, almost the same as when he was in prison.

In prison, although Tang Zhendong had nothing to do all day, he practiced kung fu and studied fortune-telling with his master, Xu Zhuo. However, Xu Zhuo focused on teaching Tang Zhendong fortune-telling, and kung fu was a byproduct. Tang Zhendong spent almost all his time, except for the six hours he slept, on these two activities.

The Xingyi Wuxing Quan and the Twelve Forms became more and more familiar to Tang Zhendong, and he increasingly felt the depth and complexity of the Twelve Forms.

Tang Zhendong, who grew up in the countryside, had a deep understanding of the horse, chicken, snake, and swallow forms. Li Yuanshan had once said, "Xingyi Quan is about taking the form and using the intention, with the emphasis on the intention."

The horse form takes the intention of a galloping horse and its kicking. A running horse has all four legs off the ground, giving the impression of stepping on clouds. When a horse kicks, it is sudden and powerful, like a stroke of genius, making it impossible to defend against.

The chicken form focuses on the single-legged stance, with many moves resembling the rooster's stance. The snake form is flexible and adaptable, while the swallow form is light and agile.

Tang Zhendong had a deep understanding of these four forms and practiced them over and over until the sun was high in the sky. Suddenly, his old Nokia rang. "Old Ye, I'll be there soon, don't rush me."

"It's not about rushing you, but something big has happened." Old Ye was almost out of breath.

"What happened? Take your time. You sound so anxious, and you're not young anymore." Tang Zhendong and Old Ye often joked with each other, treating each other as equals.

"Little Tang, didn't you say yesterday that Wu Kun's shop would thrive after a fire? His shop really caught fire last night, and it was completely destroyed. Fortunately, the shop next to his, where the owner lived, noticed the fire early and called the fire department, so the fire didn't spread to the surrounding shops. But Wu Kun's shop is completely blackened."

Old Ye explained the situation with Wu Kun's flower shop clearly.

After listening, Tang Zhendong still didn't understand Old Ye's point. "So what? It's good that it burned. I said the fire would definitely make the shop thrive. What are you trying to say, Old Ye?"

"I'm saying we shouldn't speak too confidently. Yesterday, Wu Kun asked me if the shop really needed to be burned to thrive. I told him that while the fire would make the shop thrive, it was an extreme and intense method with many variables and potential backlash. I advised him to be cautious."

Tang Zhendong listened for a long time, but Old Ye still hadn't directly stated his thoughts. "Old Ye, just say what you want to say. I'm heading to the train station soon. If you can say it in a few words, go ahead. If it's too much, don't waste the phone bill. I'll be there soon."

"I'm saying, now that a real fire has happened, what if Wu Kun's shop doesn't thrive? What will we do?"

After a long detour, Tang Zhendong finally understood. Old Ye was worried about how to explain it to Wu Kun if the shop didn't thrive. Tang Zhendong had carefully observed yesterday and was confident that the fire would definitely make the shop thrive. He had never thought about how to explain it. When Old Ye mentioned this to Tang Zhendong, he even marveled at Wu Kun's good fortune. He thought Wu Kun would miss the opportunity to thrive through fire, as he clearly didn't believe Tang Zhendong's words at the time.

But fate had a way of working out. Wu Kun had somehow seized the opportunity, proving the saying: "Intentionally planted flowers may not bloom, but unintentionally planted willows may flourish."

"It won't fail. You have to have faith in me."

Old Ye didn't say it out loud, but he thought to himself, "What faith?" A fire wasn't a joke, especially one that happened after a feng shui master's advice. Although they didn't start the fire, they weren't completely blameless.

Old Ye was relieved that Wu Kun had been generous and paid them in advance. If he hadn't, they would have done the job for nothing.

Tang Zhendong didn't waste any time and headed straight for the train station.

"Little Tang, you're here. Mr. Wu Kun said he would send a car to pick us up. It will be here soon. Are we going or not?"

"Of course we're going. This is a milestone in our feng shui career in Haicheng City. It will make us famous. Just wait and see." Tang Zhendong was full of confidence.

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