It was the first rain after New Year's Day.
Because of the rain, the temperature in the south dropped by 6 or 7 degrees Celsius. Finally, it was winter.
Shi Shijie wrapped himself in a long gray windbreaker, getting off the car. He told the driver the time to wait, then pressed the doorbell of the Zhang's mansion.
A servant came out quickly, leading him to the study of Zhang Lilanfang, the old lady of the Zhang Family.
"Manager Shi, I won't go in. The old lady is waiting for you inside." The servant left politely, "I'll get a cup of tea for you."
"Thank you." Shi Shijie replied, "You don't have to be so polite."
As a senior member of the Zhang Group, Shi Shijie had been working there since the generation of Zhang Qingrui's father. Now he was the general manager of the Group, so it was normal for him to visit the Zhang Family.
After knocking at the door and getting the reply from the old lady, Shi Shijie tidied up his clothes, pushing the door open and entering. He walked straight to the front of the desk.
The old lady had been recuperating at home since she fell and got injured a few months ago. Except for the birthday celebration earlier, she hadn't shown up in public for a long time — Of course, the old lady had been living in seclusion these years.
There were still many people who wanted to visit her every day, but they were stopped by the servants.
"Madam, you look much better."
"Shijie, you're here. Have a seat." Zhang Lilanfang smiled.
"Where's the young lady?" Shi Shijie pulled the chair and sat down, asking.
"That girl went to school, saying that the final exam is coming. She has just transferred to another department, so her studies are behind. She needs to work hard, so she comes back late recently. "
A person like Shi Shijie, if placed in the old era, would belong to the type of retainer, a close person, a trusted subordinate.
Modern people were impetuous and utilitarian, so it was hard to find a loyal and affectionate person like Shi Shijie — That was why he could be in a high position in the Group.
But on the other hand, it also showed that the Zhang Family had no one to rely on.
If Shi Shijie went further, he might be able to peep into the board of directors of the Group.
Some thoughts flashed through Zhang Lilanfang's mind, but she looked calm. She closed the Buddhist scripture that she was reading and pondered for a moment.
Shi Shijie was quite adept at figuring out what the old lady was thinking. He immediately asked, "Madam, is there something troubling you?"
Zhang Lilanfang shook her head, "It's not really troublesome. It's just that things are out of my expectation … Or, as the old saying goes, the world is unpredictable."
"Madam?"
Zhang Li Lanfang moved the Buddhist scriptures on the table away. There was a photo under the scriptures. She pushed the photo out a little, and Shi Shijie understood. He quickly took it and looked at it, and a surprised expression appeared on his face.
"Isn't this young man Miss's …" He looked at the old lady in surprise.
He recognized the young man in the photo and even investigated his background. The young man in the photo was Luoqiu, a classmate of Miss Zhang.
That class was a little special. Usually, only Miss Zhang and the young man in the photo attended the class. The old lady thought that the young man had ulterior motives, so she secretly investigated him.
But later, the class was canceled and Luoqiu dropped out of school. After that, he seemed to have no contact with Miss Zhang. So the investigation was left unfinished. If the old lady didn't take out the photo and stimulate his memory, Shi Shijie would have almost forgotten the existence of this young man.
"Madam, why? Did this young man come to contact Miss Zhang again? "Shi Shijie frowned.
"If it's just this, it's easy to deal with." Zhang Lilanfang said helplessly, "Yesterday, an old friend of mine came to me. He said that he found a descendant of his long lost family. So he asked me to do him a favor and investigate something carefully."
"Him?" Shi Shijie looked at the young man in the photo again in astonishment — The surrounding buildings didn't seem to be built in China. It seemed to be built abroad. But he couldn't figure out the specific location.
The photo was taken from the side. It seemed to be taken secretly.
"That old friend of mine has confirmed it." Zhang Lilanfang counted the Buddhist beads on her wrist, "You can investigate it carefully. Especially his father. My old friend told me that Luoqiu's father died in an accident. But the record isn't very detailed. You can look for it. "
Shi Shijie nodded, but asked with doubt, "Madam, if you really want to investigate the background, is it better to ask Ah Qi to do it?"
The Zhang family had a very complicated power behind its back. On the surface, the Zhang family did business, which was developed by the old lady after she joined the Zhang family. But secretly, the old lady, as the daughter of the Li family, also had some business of her own. But it wasn't public. But the annual profit of the Li family behind her might be much more than that of the Zhang family's group.
And the Ah Qi mentioned by Shi Shijie was now the person in charge of the Li family's business. He had a very large intelligence network.
"His father is a public official." Zhang Lilanfang said indifferently, "Have you forgotten?"
"Oh … I remember, he's a policeman." Shi Shijie nodded, "Our group is going to give some funds to the director of the bureau. I'll ask their leader about it."
"You can ask, but don't make it public." Zhang Lilanfang warned, "My old friend's identity is a bit special. It's inconvenient to disclose it."
Shi Shijie gave a start, then nodded solemnly — Since the old lady used the word 'special', he definitely wasn't an ordinary person.
"You can go now. Let me know if there's any news." Zhang Lilanfang waved her hand.
Shi Shijie nodded and left — He had planned to go back to the company for a meeting. But thinking of the old lady's order, he asked the driver to call back the company to cancel today's meeting.
"… And, help me make an appointment with Director Chen. Tell him I want to treat him to a meal."
"Yes, Manager Shi."
…
Zhang Lilanfang was still in the study, counting the Buddhist beads and reciting the Guanyin Heart Sutra. After she finished reciting, she picked up the phone.
"Madam, what can I do for you?" It was an old and gloomy voice.
"Seven, do something for me." Zhang Lilanfang said indifferently.
"Yes, madam."
"An old friend of mine might come back to China in a few days." Zhang Lilanfang paused, then continued, "His identity is a bit special. But he should have a way to get into the country. But you still need to prepare it for me. "
"OK, I'll prepare the special passage right away. When your friend arrives, I'll send someone to pick him up. "
"OK, go ahead." Zhang Lilanfang nodded, then said, "Is there anything special recently?"
"Madam, our business is normal. And I've received an order recently. I'm considering whether to accept it or not. Originally, I wanted to find more information before I came to you and let you make the decision. "
Zhang Lilanfang said, "Tell me about it."
"The order was sent by a Japanese man." Seven said quickly, "He said he had a special map that could lead him to the real main tomb of Qin Shihuang. He asked to cooperate with us to develop it."
"Qin Shihuang's Mausoleum?" Zhang Lilanfang was very surprised, "Someone actually wants it … Is the map real?"
"I'm not sure. Our people are still appraising it. But a few masters said this map could be traced back to the Qin Dynasty. But the structure shown on the map couldn't be connected with any known structure of Qin Shihuang's mausoleum. "
"Hmm …" Zhang Lilanfang pondered.
Seven said again, "Madam, the country has issued an order a long time ago. No one is allowed to develop Qin Shihuang's mausoleum. What do you think we should do with this order?"
"If the map is real …" Zhang Lilanfang's eyes flashed with a trace of shrewdness.
As an aristocratic family that had been passed down since ancient times, the Li Family had accumulated an unimaginable amount of wealth … Although they had been maintaining this business for a long time, it was mostly because they didn't want this technology to be lost. It was also because of the ancestral teachings.
But as the descendant of an aristocratic family, they had some feelings for the legendary mausoleum of Qin Shihuang. Many generations of the Li Family had devoted themselves to excavating Qin Shihuang's mausoleum.
Of course, even if they could successfully excavate Qin Shihuang's mausoleum and dig out some precious secret treasures, it wasn't important to Zhang Lilanfang — What was important was that they could solve this problem that had cost many generations of the Li Family.
"Seven, show me the map." Zhang Lilanfang ordered slowly.
Regarding Qin Shihuang's mausoleum, the Li Family had already explored it once in the Song Dynasty. Their ancestors had passed down a lot of information — This batch of information was even more than the official one.
It was a secret — Zhang Lilanfang had thought it would be a secret that wouldn't see the light of day until she died and passed it to Zhang Qingrui.
But now … maybe she could give it a try.
In her lifetime.
…
…
An old nanny pushed open the door of a room in the monastery, coming in with a bowl of freshly boiled fish soup.
In the room, the young nanny was taking care of the unconscious little girl who was picked up from the tree after the storm last night.
"She hasn't woken up yet? How is she, Shalty? "The old nanny put the fish soup on the cabinet beside the bed.
The young nanny … Shalty shook her head, "She hasn't woken up yet, Nanny Delan."
"It's a possible child." Nanny Delan put her hand on the little girl's forehead, slowly closing her eyes, "May the Lord bless her."
At this moment, the unconscious little girl's expression suddenly revealed a trace of pain, and some fine beads of sweat seeped out of her neck.
"Did she have a nightmare?" Shalty grasped the little girl's hand with a bit of heartache, as if this could give her some courage to get through the difficulties.
Nanny Delan sighed, "I don't know why I couldn't call her, otherwise we could call the doctor. She seems to have a fever. Her forehead is very hot."
"I don't know who's so cruel." Shalty was a bit indignant, reaching out her hand to grab the silver collar around the little girl's neck and the small part of the chain.
"Feed her some fish soup." Nanny Delan said softly, "I'll see if there's a way to get someone to help send her to the small clinic in the village."
Shalty nodded.
Nanny Delan left the room again. Shalty took a spoon and brought the fish soup to the little girl's mouth, but she found that she couldn't feed her no matter what.
Shalty was helpless, so she could only drink the fish soup first. Then, she leaned over and put her lips on the little girl's lips, slowly passing the fish soup into the little girl's mouth.
This wasn't an easy job, and it took more than ten minutes to feed the little girl a bowl of fish soup using this method.
She didn't know if it was an illusion, but the little girl seemed to look better after drinking the fish soup.
Shalty then took a plate of warm water and wet a towel, then helped the little girl up and began to wipe her face and neck. She had already changed into a clean set of clothes last night.
But the little girl just had a nightmare and was sweating cold sweat, so it wasn't good to get wet. Shalty simply took off the little girl's clothes and began to wipe the little girl's back.
She didn't need any skincare products, nor did she need to apply anything. The little girl of this age had smooth and delicate skin, like a freshly peeled egg.
The warm cloth wiped the little girl's back little by little.
Shalty looked at the little girl's nape, the soft line between her small earlobe and neck, and for some reason, her heart suddenly beat faster.
Her breathing also became a bit heavy, and her throat became slightly dry.
Shalty shook her head, took a deep breath, and began to hold the hot towel under the little girl's armpits, letting the little girl lie in her arms, and then began to wipe the little girl's front.
The small part of the silver chain on her neck was hanging in front of the little girl's chest, sticking close to her. Shalty couldn't move her eyes away from the two pink spots on the little girl's body at this time.
Her breathing became heavier and heavier … this little girl's body seemed to carry an endless amount of magic, as if it made her lose her own rationality all of a sudden.
Unable to suppress the instinctive impulse, Shalty couldn't help but lower her head and gently kiss the little girl's shoulder. Like sucking, her tongue began to move back and forth on the little girl's shoulder.
Her hands had already put down the gentle towel, and then climbed up the little girl's body.
Why … would the body …
Shalty suddenly raised her head, and then let go of the little girl in horror, and then looked at her hands … which were trembling a little.
Shalty quickly pointed a cross in front of her, then put her hands together and closed her eyes, "Master, please punish your sinner."
Shalty then gritted her teeth, quickly put on the little girl's clothes, and then covered her with a quilt. She didn't dare to look at the little girl and hurriedly went out.
She wanted to go to the auditorium, where she had to pray and feel ashamed, or she felt that she would not be forgiven … How could she do such a thing?
God! I must have been tempted by the devil!
…
Shalty didn't know that after she left in a hurry, a strange crack suddenly opened in the room — a distorted space.
A woman in black and white maid clothes walked out of the crack, and then stood in front of the bed: Miss Servant Girl of the club.
Looking sideways at the little girl who hadn't woken up, Miss Servant Girl of the club didn't have any expression on her face. Her cold eyes made her look like a statue.
"You hurt the master, but I didn't say that I would let you go …"
Miss Servant Girl pressed her hand on the little girl's forehead, "Star of Dawn … the original sin of arrogance, since you chose to fall in this place, then feel the glory of your father."
The servant girl's palm suddenly burned with a black flame. The flame printed a black lotus mark on the little girl's forehead, then sank into her forehead and finally disappeared.
"Enjoy your vacation."
After doing this, Miss Servant Girl returned from the original way. The crack finally disappeared, leaving only the little girl sleeping in the room.
She seemed to not have nightmares anymore.
…
Ha! Ha … Ha!! Ha —!!!
In an abandoned building, Bucky was wearing an olive leaf-style crown, then he grabbed his wrist and waved his arm again and again.
There was a silver ring on the finger of his waving arm.
Ha —!! Ha —!!!
He waved again and again. More than an hour had passed, and Bucky's body had long been wet with sweat.
"What are you doing here?"
Suddenly, a seemingly emotionless voice came from behind Bucky, which startled him. He quickly turned around and saw the maid in the club.
"Didn't … didn't you ask me to practice?" Bucky swallowed his saliva nervously, "So I thought that if I shouted out in a more imposing manner, the effect would be better."
Miss Servant Girl said blankly, "You just need to practice the meditation technique that I gave you to improve your spiritual power. The activation of the Blessing Ring and the Gospel Mitre only requires spiritual power. "
"Is … is that so?" Bucky nodded. He always felt that this beautiful maid would suddenly tear his body apart and become bloody again.
Humph! Even if your appearance is better than Lucifer's, don't try to lie to me!
Then, Miss Servant Girl waved her hand, and a stool appeared in the void. Miss Servant Girl sat down directly, and a picture book appeared in her hand.
Bucky's eyes were sharp, and he immediately saw that the picture book seemed to be a recipe book. Recipe … Recipe book???
Miss Servant Girl opened the recipe book and looked down, "You can meditate. My master is on a business trip. Before you have some achievements, I will watch you and assist you in soul harvesting."
But I'd rather practice alone …
Bucky looked at Miss Servant Girl with a pained expression … Doesn't she know that this will make me feel stressed?
Suddenly.
"Right." You Ye looked up at Bucky and said indifferently, "I will leave for breakfast, lunch, afternoon tea, and dinner every day. You can do whatever you want … starting from today. Now, there is one hour and thirty-seven minutes before afternoon tea. "
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