Staring directly at the ancient gods for a whole year

"Then I'll wait for your good news."

Faced with Fu Qian's empty promises, Xixi was silent for a while, but did not raise any questions when she spoke again.

"In addition, it sounds like I should give you an extra reward."

Not only that, she even immediately demonstrated the virtues of her employer again.

"The more the better."

And Fu Qian was not polite, and directly indicated that there were still strange things that could be brought at any time.

Although there is no obvious extraordinary element at present, this rich woman who is suffering in her heart is undoubtedly a special person to this world.

If it weren't for this, she would probably not have had that experience and suffered.

Life is tough and fragile, and anything too special, including talent, may become a poison that corrodes it.

"There is one last question. Your father doesn't seem to show much in your growth?"

The feeling about life did not affect Fu Qian's consultation.

"The reason is actually not too complicated. My father is also good to me. The only problem is... he is not just a good father to one person."

Compared to Fu Qian's more tactful inquiry, Xixi's answer was even more straightforward.

"After divorcing my mother, I rarely saw him. After my mother passed away, I saw him even less. The last time was when he passed away three years ago."

"Don't regret it. This is my choice."

Not only that, the next moment she even turned the tables and looked at me with a special look.

"Speaking of which, this seems to be a common point between us?"

...

"Don't worry, I have never done any boring investigations. It's just that some things are easy to feel between people of the same kind."

Without waiting for Fu Qian to answer, Xixi explained immediately.

"The first time I saw you, I thought that this person's parents should have passed away."

"Or the parents of this 'character'?"

Facts have proved that Xixi still underestimated the weight of the four words "a doctor's benevolence".

Not only was there no displeasure, Fu Qian even shook his head and asked a strange question.

"You can say that."

At that moment, she was a little stunned, but Ms. Xixi immediately showed a charming smile and tilted her head to think seriously.

"If you are really an actor, you undoubtedly have acting skills that others cannot match."

"Thank you for the compliment, it makes sense."

Fu Qian is still as easygoing and modest as a spring breeze.

"Speaking of a person of the opposite sex, who takes the initiative to seek resonance...shouldn't the polite response be to invite you to go out at night and talk about life?"

However, Xixi still didn't seem very satisfied with his reaction.

Her fingers combed through her long hair, bringing out the fragrance after the bath. The next moment, her eyes flickered and her tone was already ambiguous.

"You don't understand, this is called professional ethics."

It's a pity that Fu Qian has even stood up, playing with the crown in his hand, and looks like he is leaving.

"Can't date patients? But you are not a real doctor."

Xixi frowned slightly, not hiding the distress of being rejected.

"But I am a real bookstore owner."

It's a pity that Fu Qian's expression was impeccable and he pointed out the window.

"It's midnight, it's time to open my shop."

...

Xixi didn't continue to ask to visit the late night bookstore, but sent Fu Qian out with a satisfied look.

When waving goodbye, she even mentioned that she would return tomorrow and see you next time.

In response, Fu Qian responded with an enthusiastic "Lincheng welcomes you" and didn't even bother to say "next time".

The reason is very simple, not that he is unkind, but that he has done his best.

Ms. Xixi's goal has been achieved long ago.

Night tours are not important, but proposing night tours is important, just like the newly discovered message above.

Under that charming face, Fu Qian is quite sure that she is still practicing according to the doctor's advice, and she is still playing the role of a prop.

Of course, she said goodbye not because she had any aversion to being a tool.

Whether Ms. Xixi believes it or not, the statement of professional ethics is completely true, and she should go back to open her business.

The turmoil in Shangjing has just subsided, and as a mysterious night watchman consultant, it is better for her to light a lamp at night and sit steadily.

If I really go on vacation like this, Chief Yuan will curse me.

…

It's getting more and more presentable.

Back in the warehouse, Fu Qian placed the crown in his hand lightly on the long table in front of him, and looked at his collection with satisfaction.

The crown is indeed not an ordinary item, and it has not lost its luster when it came to the warehouse.

And the statue, the head cage, the broken rattle... Compared with the previous collection, this new harvest undoubtedly looks much more decent.

Especially compared with the bronze head ring next to it.

As expected, appearance is justice.

In admiration, Fu Qian directly put on the messenger.

…

For a store open at night to do good business, regular customers are almost necessary.

But it is obvious that even if he is quite dedicated, this has not been cultivated for the time being due to the overly erratic business hours.

The light is adjusted to the right level, and Fu Qian leans comfortably behind the counter while checking his injuries and analyzing the current business landscape.

Hongyue's gift was indeed appropriate. Although Chief Yuan's whipping technique was brutal, with the added bonus of blood recovery, the wounds inside and outside were almost healed at this moment, and no traces could be seen.

Of course, the same was true for the customers in the store.

Obviously, no one has discovered this late-night urban treasure yet.

But it doesn't matter. To develop a career, you need to be smart. If no one comes to you, you can find someone else.

His fingers tapped lightly on the counter, and the next moment he responded to a call that lit up in his mind.

…

"Are you crazy? Why do you want to get involved in that kind of thing?"

The voice that came from the other side sounded familiar. It was the tooth throat monk who was one of the most staunch believers in the King of the Abandoned Prison among the greedy insects.

And she was obviously very unhappy, almost yelling at another person.

"An Jing is obviously planning some big moves, so he needs to recruit people. Do you really want to be used as a gun?"

"The key is that I can't see any benefits. What can An Jing give you? Miracle potion?"

"Are you going to drag everyone to adventure with you, and drag everyone to be free test subjects with you?"

"Why would I have such a naive idea."

After letting her violent output, the figure on the opposite side finally spoke.

"Miracle potions are worthless to us, and ordinary extraordinary materials and items are not of much significance either."

The voice was cold, and the other person sounded much more stable.

"So what? Why?"

Seemingly shocked that the other person was still clear-headed, the voice of the tooth throat monk finally eased.

"But they have a resource that is meaningful to us - the intelligence network."

The other person did not keep the suspense and gave the answer directly.

"I just think that An Jing may help us find the person who has been blessed faster." (End of this chapter)