When I woke up, it was already around nine o'clock the next morning.
Although spirituality has been born, the essence of the Hongming Sword is still just a knife.
The space contained in the storage bag in Chen Hai's hand is originally in the shape of a long box. There will naturally be no problem in storing the Hongming Knife in it.
I tidied up my things a little in the old house.
Chen Hai locked the door, turned around and walked towards the town.
The main reason why he came to his hometown in Wuyang Town was to refine storage bags.
Now that the storage bag has been completed, he will naturally not stay here for a long time.
After driving several times and going in circles, it wasn't until about eight o'clock in the evening that he got off the plane and appeared at the Capital Airport.
"Boss, over here..." Tian Mingjian and Bai Xiaohang were standing near the airport exit, next to a car, chatting casually.
Seeing Chen Hai coming out, the two of them quickly waved and said hello.
"New car? Four circles, what brand is this?" Walking near the two of them, Chen Hai looked at the car they drove and asked casually.
"This is an Audi car. It's not very expensive, costing more than 400,000 yuan!" It was Tian Mingjian who spoke.
If Bai Xiaohang buys a car, he will definitely choose the one that looks more showy.
The car in front of me looks stable and majestic, and its owner must be Tian Mingjian.
More than 400,000 yuan is already a huge amount of money for ordinary people, but to Tian Mingjian, it is really nothing!
After all, Chen Hai's subordinates, whether it was him, Bai Xiaohang or Bai Baoshan, each of them received five million Xiangjiang coins in the last incident involving Wang Dehui in Xiangjiang.
If it were exchanged for Yanhuang coins, even if it was less than six million, it wouldn't be much different.
For a few of them, buying a car worth more than 400,000 yuan is really not a big deal!
"This car is nice. Sitting in the back seat is much more comfortable than my Grand Cherokee!"
Bai Xiaohang opened the car door, Chen Hai sat down on the back seat and tried the comfort of the seat. He nodded with a smile and said.
"The car is okay!" Tian Mingjian chuckled and continued: "Boss, where are we going now? Xishan? Or over there at Liuhua Hutong?"
"Go to Liuhua Hutong!" Chen Hai responded without any hesitation.
The courtyard house in Liuhua Hutong was rebuilt piece by piece with his own money.
Compared with the one in Xishan, his feelings for the courtyard house in Liuhua Hutong are undoubtedly much deeper.
"Okay!" In response, Tian Mingjian opened the door and sat down in the cab.
As for Bai Xiaohang, he sat on the co-pilot's seat.
The car started and drove slowly forward.
"By the way, where are Xiangdong and Uncle Baoshan? How are they doing in the past two months when I'm not in Kyoto?"
Sitting lazily on the back seat of the car, Chen Hai suddenly remembered this question and asked.
"That guy Xiangdong spends most of his time at the Future Information Consulting Company!"
"According to him, the business there is very busy. If you want to make an appointment, there are already more than fifty fortune tellers waiting in line to see the boss."
"Boss, since you're not here, we can only keep putting off the matters over there."
"Xiangdong is there. We need to maintain good customer relationships and communicate with them from time to time..."
While driving the car, Tian Mingjian answered.
After talking about Xiangdong's situation, he started talking about Bai Baoshan again: "Uncle Baoshan, he has bought two pig farms in the past two months."
"In addition to buying two houses in Kyoto, the rest of his money was basically invested in pig farms."
"Raising pigs every day, he is so busy that he says, it doesn't matter whether the pig farm makes money or not. As long as it can bring you some convenience, the boss, the money spent will be considered worthwhile..."
"This guy..." After learning these things from Tian Mingjian's mouth, even Chen Hai felt a little speechless.
In the past, he wanted to buy a pig farm just because Hong Ming needed blood food and devoured one or two pigs every day.
But now, he has reached an agreement with Hong Ming, so that after it has a full meal, it can last for a long time without having to offer blood food...
In view of such a situation, it is no longer important for Chen Hai to buy a pig farm or not!
After all, if he really needed to offer blood food to Hong Ming, he could buy dozens or hundreds of pigs at once and let Hong Ming devour them directly.
This way of doing things is naturally much less troublesome than buying a pig farm and running it yourself.
But no matter what, Bai Baoshan's behavior was a good intention after all.
From this, we can see that he is still somewhat grateful!
Tian Mingjian's driving skills are naturally nothing to say.
Speeding all the way, when he drove Chen Hai to the entrance of the courtyard house in Liuhua Hutong, it was already past nine o'clock in the evening.
In the courtyard, Ye Qingqing has been waiting for Chen Hai to come back for a long time.
Tian Mingjian and Bai Xiaohang were very knowledgeable. After sending Chen Hai here, they drove away without even entering the hospital.
A little separation is better than a newlywed, this is a wise saying that has been summed up by ancient people.
It has been more than two months since I left Kyoto.
After not being together for such a long time, Chen Hai and his girlfriend Ye Qingqing naturally had a lot of fun and had a lot of fun.
For the next period of time, life passed peacefully.
Except for going to the future information consultation office and doing fortune telling from time to time, Chen Hai spent most of his time staying in the courtyard of Liuhua Hutong to recuperate.
When he was in his hometown of Liuyuan County, the speed at which Peach Blossom Wine Industry made money had already irritated him!
After I feel that in doing legitimate business, sometimes, I can make money faster than robbing money.
Chen Hai helps people tell fortunes and give advice. Many times, he does not receive cash directly, but asks the other party to pay him by converting company shares into remuneration!
Of course, he is only suggesting that others do this. If the other party is really unwilling, he will not force it.
At Future Information Consulting Co., Ltd., the number of people who have made appointments has exceeded fifty.
Among so many customers, the number of people who were finally willing to convert the company's shares into rewards and pay them to Chen Hai was less than twenty.
Like BYD, Suning, Geely, etc...
Of these nearly twenty companies, the shares that fell into Chen Hai's hands were naturally small, with a minimum of 3% and a maximum of no more than 10%.
Chen Hai already felt satisfied with this!
After all, he just helps people divine a fortune and gives them some advice.
For such a small thing, it is simply unrealistic to ask those customers to give all the controlling shares of the company to Chen Hai.
Of course, the reason why those people are willing to take out shares to pay him as compensation also has a certain relationship with his identity and background.
After all, people with a slightly longer-term perspective know that being able to establish some relationship with the Lingnan Ye family will definitely do more good than harm to the development of their company.
Being imprisoned for several years on unfounded charges, and then wiping out the company they had finally built up, skin and bones...
After bringing in Chen Hai as a shareholder, we should be able to avoid this happening as much as possible.
Those customers who are unwilling to give shares to Chen Hai as a reward generally only know that Chen Hai is very effective in fortune telling, but they know nothing about his background.
After all the requests from customers accumulated in the previous two or three months have been resolved.
Chen Hai rarely goes to the company. Most of the time, he meditates at home to recuperate his body.
Before you know it, another two or three months have passed, and it’s already May!
After coming out of his training room, Chen Hai drove his Grand Cherokee to a relatively remote place in the suburbs.
After getting out of the car, he glanced around.
After confirming that there was no other outsider present within a few hundred meters around him, he shouted softly: "There's a fire..."
In an instant, within two to three hundred meters around, flames rolled and flames soared into the sky.
"Mie..." He stretched out his right hand and grabbed the void.
The billowing flames, like all rivers returning to the sea, gathered directly in his palm, and then were extinguished by him.
"The trauma my soul suffered has finally recovered, and my strength has returned to its peak..."
After silently feeling the situation inside his body, Chen Hai couldn't help but wanted to roar to the sky a few times.
The wounds on his soul seemed to have no effect on him.
But in fact, it greatly slowed down his practice speed.
Before his soul was injured, every time he practiced, he could feel that his strength had increased a little bit more or less.
But in the past few months, no matter how hard he practiced, his level of strength seemed to have remained at the same level.
Even if he devoured nearly one-third of the soul power of the rat demon Xiumei that day at Cong Guishan, it only allowed his injured soul to be slightly repaired.
His strength has not increased even a little bit due to the powers he devoured!
"Not fighting back when being beaten has never been my style, Chen Hai!"
"My strength has already returned to its peak."
"There are some places that I have to go to, and it's time to pay off some debts!"
With a cold snort, when Chen Hai said these words, there was a trace of obvious murderous intent on Chen Hai's face, passing over it.
First, the Onmyoji Onmyoji Ono Sari from the Daisetsu Mountains of Japan came to plot against him...
Then, several ninjas from Koga-ryu broke into his home and prepared to kill him...
Chen Hai has always kept these things in mind.
Although those people are all dead, the culprit who contacted them to assassinate him, a guy named Taro Murakami, has been on the run.
There has always been a saying that there are eight million gods in the Japanese kingdom of Gaotianyuan.
Chen Hai's soul was severely injured, and his strength was almost useless.
Considering these factors, he did not rush to the Japanese side, but put the pursuit of Murakami Taro aside for the time being.
But now, his strength has finally fully recovered, and in addition, he still has the Hong Ming Sword as a trump card.
Naturally, he was not prepared to continue delaying his trip to Japan.
Now that he had made up his mind, Chen Hai returned to where he parked his car, started the car, and sped off towards the road he came from.