"It's fine, it's fine!" Fan Jinzhe waved his hand again and again, but he was rolling his eyes in anger! Previously, when he called me President Jin, I have heard so much about you. Now, he's calling me so much about you. It's simply insulting me!
However, in order to build a good relationship with Yang Ming, Fan Jinzhe braced himself and said, "Excuse me, how should I address you?"
"My name is Yang Ming," Yang Ming said faintly.
"I've heard so much about you …" Fan Jinzhe imitated Yang Ming and said, "So it's President Ming!"
"Oh? How do you know that my nickname is President Ming? " Yang Ming pretended to be surprised and stood up. He patted Fan Jinzhe's shoulder vigorously and shouted, "My friends call me President Ming in private!"
"Ugh … really?" Fan Jinzhe almost vomited blood after being patted by Yang Ming. However, he didn't know whether Yang Ming did it deliberately or not. Looking at Yang Ming's enthusiastic look, Fan Jinzhe could only assume that Yang Ming was too happy.
"Yeah, you're amazing," Yang Ming laughed and continued to pat Fan Jinzhe's shoulder vigorously, "I miss them so much!"
"Miss them … Oh, I understand. They must be your former friends," Fan Jinzhe looked at Yang Ming with understanding.
"Yeah, I burn joss paper for them every year," Yang Ming said with a sigh.
"Burn joss paper … Ah? Burn joss paper? What do you mean? "Fan Jinzhe was shocked and shocked.
"Nothing. Ai, it's just that the friends who called me President Ming are all dead …" Yang Ming said sadly.
"Huh?" Fan Jinzhe was like a duck. He stopped abruptly when he was about to speak, "Dead — dead?"
"Yeah, I miss those people who called me President Ming, but … I don't know why, but they're all dead," Yang Ming said, wiping his eyes sadly as if he was crying.
"This …" Fan Jinzhe looked at Yang Ming and was a little overwhelmed. He didn't know if Yang Ming was telling the truth or not, but looking at Yang Ming's sad look, it seemed more like it was true!
Fan Jinzhe really wanted to slap himself. Why is my mouth so cheap? Why did I say "President Ming" for no reason? Previously, Yang Ming might have called me "President Jin" unintentionally, but I did it on purpose. As a result, not only did I remind him of his sad past, but I also cursed myself!
If all the people who called Yang Ming "President Ming" died, then wouldn't he be in danger too?
Thinking of this, Fan Jinzhe shuddered and felt a chill.
"That … Mr. Yang, I'm sorry. I reminded you of your sad past!" Fan Jinzhe said reproachfully, "I shouldn't have called you President Ming …"
"It's okay. It's not a big deal. I just heard you call me President Ming. I was so excited that I remembered the past!" Yang Ming said, "I like this name very much …"
"Cough cough … is that so …" Fan Jinzhe was a little helpless. He didn't know if he should continue to call Yang Ming "President Ming" or not.
"Yeah … forget it. But you shouldn't call me that. After my friends died, I went to a fortune-teller. The fortune-teller said that there was a resentful spirit in me. That resentful spirit was called President Ming. Those who called me President Ming were cursed to death because they offended the resentful spirit." Yang Ming said seriously, "So, for your safety, it's better for you not to call me President Ming …"
"What?" Fan Jinzhe was completely stunned. His heart clenched together. It can't be? Why am I so unlucky? A random name can cause a curse. Isn't this too unlucky?
"Ah! Oh no, President Fan. The resentful spirit just said in my ear that your thoughts just now offended him. He wants to curse you! "Yang Ming exclaimed suddenly.
"Ah? The resentful spirit can talk to you? " Fan Jinzhe was stunned. He looked at Yang Ming with some astonishment. After a while, his face became a little ugly and angry, "Are you playing with me? How can the resentful spirit talk to you? "
"I don't know. It's just a strange feeling. It seems that the resentful spirit told me your thoughts. He said that he wants to punish you!" Yang Ming was not in a hurry to refute, but said seriously.
"Really?" Fan Jinzhe frowned, "Are you pretending with me? Why don't I believe it? "
Fan Jinzhe still believed Yang Ming's previous words about his friend's death, fortune-telling, and resentful spirit. Although he did not fully believe it, he still felt nervous and uneasy in his heart.
Yang Ming said that the resentful spirit talked to him and said that his thoughts offended the resentful spirit. This was unacceptable to Fan Jinzhe! He was also a graduate student with a master's degree. How could he believe such nonsense?
So, after Yang Ming said so, he was a little suspicious! He sneered in his heart. Yang Ming is really adding fuel to the fire! He probably resented me for calling him "President Ming" in his heart, so he told me such a cold joke.
If he did not say that the resentful spirit talked to him, then Fan Jinzhe would not be completely suspicious.
"It's true. Why would I lie to you?" Yang Ming still had a serious look, without the slightest pretense.
"Then tell me, what did the resentful spirit say to you?" Fan Jinzhe asked with a sneer.
"The resentful spirit told me that you were thinking: No way? Why am I so unlucky? A random name can cause a curse. Isn't that too unlucky? "said Yang Ming.
"This … this is impossible!" As soon as Yang Ming's voice fell, Fan Jinzhe's face turned green. His eyes widened and were full of panic, "This is impossible. How is this possible? How did you know that I was thinking like this? "
Yang Ming sneered in his heart. Of course, I know what you were thinking. This is what my special ability is for. Fan Jinzhe was nervous before, so Yang Ming used his special ability to probe his thoughts. Therefore, he could say it word for word to Fan Jinzhe. Of course, Yang Ming would not tell Fan Jinzhe about these things.
"I already told you. It was the vengeful spirit who told me." Yang Ming spread his hands as if it was the truth.
This time, Fan Jinzhe had no choice but to believe in Yang Ming's words! Previously, he thought that Yang Ming was lying to him and fooling around with him. But now, he heard Yang Ming repeat his thoughts word for word. Fan Jinzhe did not have the slightest doubt!
He did not think that Yang Ming could guess what he was thinking. Even if he could guess it, it was already amazing that he could guess the general idea. How could he not be wrong at all?
"What did the resentful spirit say?" Fan Jinzhe felt a little weak, "What did the resentful spirit want to do with me?"
"The resentful spirit said that your thoughts offended him, so he wanted to curse you!" Yang Ming said regretfully and sympathetically, "I'm sorry, President Fan. You and I have just met, but I have already brought you a lot of trouble. I'm really sorry!"
"Curse me …" Fan Jinzhe thought of Yang Ming saying that his friends were dead. He suddenly rolled his eyes and almost fainted on the spot. Fortunately, his psychological quality was stronger. He resisted the fear in his heart and shouted at Yang Ming, "Then why didn't you remind me before? Why didn't you remind me? Why didn't you tell me that I couldn't call you President Ming! Why? Do I have a grudge against you? Why do you want to harm me? "
As Fan Jinzhe spoke, he pounced on Yang Ming. He looked like he wanted to fight with Yang Ming.
"I … how would I know that you would call me President Ming!" Yang Ming said aggrievedly. He dodged slightly, and Fan Jinzhe missed and almost fell to the ground.
"This …" Fan Jinzhe was speechless and sobered up a little! Indeed, Yang Ming never let me call him "President Ming". I called him "President Ming" on a whim. Who can I blame for this?
"And, as I said, I'm really sorry about this. I can't do anything about it …" Yang Ming sighed and said.
"But … what should I do now?" Fan Jinzhe asked anxiously.
"I don't know." Yang Ming shook his head.
"Then tell me, how did your friends die?!" Fan Jinzhe roared.
"There are all kinds of ways to die. Some died of illness, some were hit by cars, some accidentally fell to their deaths while walking, some died of cancer after hitting the curb while riding a motorcycle …" Yang Ming counted with his fingers …
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