I picked up my tea and didn't have the slightest intention of leaving. To be honest, I don't want to stay any longer, but it's a strange world outside, and it's a purpose to wander after going out. Rather than endure the cold wind, it is better to stay here and at least have a hot tea with friends.

"The tea is free, and the tea is 100 yuan a piece." Just as I was drinking tea comfortably, the shopkeeper said in a cold tone.

I have to say that when a person is enjoying it, it is a very unpleasant thing to suddenly mention it. Faced with the aggressive gaze of the shopkeeper, I simply reached for my wallet and opened it. Fortunately, I went out with money this time. Two of the nearly two or three thousand bills were pulled out of a pile and placed on the table.

Raising his cup, he smiled indifferently at the increasingly ugly face of the shopkeeper and praised: "Well, the tea is good, good tea!" ”

"Thanks, but there are rules in the late-night cafeteria. It closes at 5 a.m. Please forgive me if you find it inconvenient, and you can also take it away, I have disposable teacups here. The shopkeeper looked at me with a dark face, and although his words were polite, his tone was already a bit of a customer-seeking tone.

I frowned slightly. I was already a little unhappy in my heart, and besides, in order not to be blown by the wind outside, I had already forbeared. Unexpectedly, the owner of this shop was aggressive, and he seemed to not kick me out and vowed not to give up.

These people are all bloody, not to mention that I have never been a person who can accept it against the grain, if this is the case, I will harm what kind of heavenly dao I cultivate.

Bang! I put down my teacup and frowned and said, "It's closed." Yes, but I can promise you'll regret it when I'm gone. When the time comes, when you want to see me, it's up to you to see if you have this chance. Even if I see you on your knees begging me, you may not be able to invite me. ”

Standing up, I turned to leave. I don't have a good impression of this shop owner. After all, the store is someone else's busy, and being angry on other people's territory can only mean that people don't welcome themselves. Even if you have a fire in your heart, you can only endure it. I can't go to the wrong door and go to the wrong house, and as a result, I was kicked out by the owner of the house, so I took a kitchen knife and fought hard, so the gap between me and the bandits is not far away.

But before leaving, I don't have the habit of saying harsh words. This is not without purpose. It was really the moment when the black shadow flashed, and I could already see that there was a little red light on the center of the female ghost's eyebrows.

This red light is called the imprint of reincarnation. It indicates that this female ghost can already enter reincarnation and be reincarnated as a new person. But there is a red line on the owner of this shop. This is not an ordinary red line, and there is no way for ordinary people to see it with the naked eye. But everyone is familiar with the name. This red line is the marriage line.

It is precisely because of this marriage thread that this female ghost has become irritable and restless. It won't be long before the mark on the female ghost's eyebrows fades, and the female ghost will completely transform into a powerful ghost, and this shopkeeper who is involved in her is naturally the first person to die.

Originally, I came in and settled down, and I had some fate with the owner of this shop. In addition, when I didn't eat a bite of the noodle soup and was about to pay, the owner's indifferent but principled attitude made me appreciate it very much at first. But when it came to the dark shadow, the shopkeeper's attitude did take a sharp turn. Sleeping does not add up to bad words, but it also shows the attitude of chasing customers.

The clay figure also has three points of blood, let alone a cultivator.

Behind him, a strange smile appeared on the corner of the shopkeeper's mouth. The door of the store was slowly closed, and the sign that said the late-night canteen was also extinguished at this time, hidden in the bustling city of Shanghai.

Compared with the high-end atmosphere and high-tech façade around it, this late-night canteen is too ordinary, ordinary like a grain of sand in the desert.

A moment later, the door opened again, and out came a man in a suit and leather shoes, who was almost like the decadent shopkeeper.

The man didn't leave in a hurry, but carefully closed the storefront, turned around with a smile on his face, and walked towards a Laborghini sports car in the parking lot across the street.

Of course, I can't see all this. For me, if someone dies on their own, I have no need or obligation to save. I am not a savior. Besides, even if he is a savior, can he just come over to this crowd? He was able to reach out to save someone who was about to drown, but was slapped back, would he still reach out?

My answer is definitely no. Walking down the street, at this time, there were already people on the street who bought breakfast, and they set up a stove on the side of the street. I naturally walked to a stall of baked cakes and tofu brains. I ordered one, sat on the side of the street, and enjoyed the baking of the fire. It was only then that my mood improved a little.

There are more and more people on the streets. This should be the time for most Shanghai people to get up. I picked up the phone and dialed my cousin.

"Hey! Ni Ge! Hehe, you're a busy man! Why are you busy and remember that you still have a brother? The cousin's tone was very unkind, and it was no wonder that when anyone invited a treat, the pig's feet would not be happy as soon as they came in and left.

"Hehe, my cousin is my cousin. Cousin, I'm on Buyun Street in Shanghai, you can drive to pick me up. I smiled awkwardly, but I gave my address without notice.

"Buyun Street, Buyun Street, where your kid dog can run, is twelve kilometers away from me, and it can be regarded as the urban-rural junction of Shanghai in the west, so where do you go at night to be with the west wind, right! Well, I'll pick you up in half an hour. Although my cousin still said in a very unspoken tone, he came very happily.

Half an hour can do a lot. Sitting in front of the stall, I ordered a tofu brain, and I didn't eat it, just to occupy a seat for me and others.

Shanghai people speak very distinctively. You are in the dialect of Linnon. I became two words in the dialect called Allah. In addition, these people speak very quickly, and it sounds like nine and a half sentences out of ten are guesses.

I was also bored while sitting and simply listened to the news broadcast on the radio of the breakfast boss. At this time, a piece of news took me by surprise.

The person in charge of the leading enterprise in Shanghai, Mr. Mao Runde, confirmed that he had been admitted to the hospital and his condition was unknown. Suntech's shares are expected to open down 10 percent of the market.

I don't know anything about the rise of stocks. However, the three words of Suntech Group, Mao Runde, can't help but make me have some scruples.

In Suntech Group, Mao Runde is the head of the family, and he is also Mao Xueying's father. The front can be ignored, but the back can't be cautious!

If the three-year contract is successfully fulfilled, then Mao Runde's future identity will be my father-in-law. Besides, I just learned from Duan Gang that the God Organization was dealing with the Mao family, and it became very strange to have such a thing happen at this time.

The cousin arrived forty minutes later. Seeing me sitting at a roadside stall, he unceremoniously did the same. While eating, he muttered: "You kid is really good at finding a place, and this kind of taste can only be eaten in this step of Yunjie." Ni Ge, did you leave in a hurry last night just to wait for breakfast here? ’

"No, I'm chasing someone, do you know this person, it is Duan Gang who controlled Mao Xueying in our Xiangyuan County at the beginning.

Hearing my words, my cousin was stunned and asked, "Wasn't Duan Gang taken away by Miss Mao?" With the power of the Mao family, you can't deal with a Duan Gang? ”

I shook my head slightly.

The cousin was stunned for a moment, but said nothing. My cousin is also a character who has been in the society for many years, and the characters I interact with are either rich or expensive, and there is no need to say anything about the background. Duan Gang couldn't even help the Mao family, let alone worry about it.

"Ni Ge, when you first came to Shanghai, have you ever thought about visiting for two days first, needless to say, the scenery here in Shanghai is needless to say, the surrounding environment is really good." The cousin changed the subject.

I shook my head and smiled bitterly: "How can I have that life, cousin, do you know where Mao Runde is hospitalized?" I'll go check it out first. ”

The cousin laughed: "Oops, can't you see? I haven't married a daughter-in-law yet, so I'm worried about my father-in-law, so how do you know that Mr. Mao is sick? It's a secret. ”

"Bullshit confidential, even the news aired. Do you know? Besides, I'm not looking for what you think, but for another reason. I laughed and scolded.

"Alright, let's go!" My cousin also knows who I am, and since I said that it wasn't because of my father-in-law, it was something related to the supernatural. This is not a joke, and immediately pushed the rice bowl down and stood up.

The hospital where Mao Runde is located is not a well-known hospital in Shanghai, but in his own nursing home. It is said that the facilities of the nursing home are much better than those of precious hospitals. The most important thing is that the doctors who take care of here are all well-known experts in Shanghai. The so-called wealth is abundant, which can be seen from this.

To my surprise, a middle-aged man standing next to the hospital bed was actually the owner of the late-night cafeteria in the morning. At this time, although he still had dark circles under his eyes, his face still looked like it had not been washed. But his eyes became unusually sharp.

A cold gaze swept over me, his face was slightly displeased, and he turned to his cousin, who asked directly without the slightest politeness: "Who is this, why are you bringing anyone here?" ”

"General manager, this is my cousin, who is very famous at the east gate, a famous doctor, Mr. Mao is sick, so I want my cousin to come over and help." My cousin said cautiously.

General Manager Mao, his eyes turned to me again, and he asked with a sneer, "Doctor?" It's okay that graduated from a medical university, why haven't I seen you like this person? ”

Does it matter if you haven't seen it? The important thing is that the old man's illness will not be able to be seen by any doctor, no matter how many doctors you ask. And I can wake up the old man right away. I said with a smile, my gaze a hint flat. This blandness is like a transcendent person, looking at the mundane life under his feet.