Chapter 74: Three-Seven Sword, The Meeting of Everything

"Hmm, Uncle Nie hasn't contacted me recently, and I can't reach him either. If there is any news, I will definitely convey the Chief's invitation to him."

Fang Jun finished speaking, put down his phone, picked up the iced orange juice on the table, and took a sip.

Chu Tianshu asked: "What's wrong?"

"The Chief said she hasn't gathered with Uncle Nie for a long time, and she wants to invite him to a meal when she has time recently."

Fang Jun sighed, "I only gathered with him during the New Year; usually, when I call, only the housekeeper answers, and I don't know where he is specifically."

Chu Tianshu said: "Didn't you ask about the repair results of those three people's mobile phones?"

"If there are results, the technical department will notify me. How could I ask the Chief directly about such a small matter? She might not even know."

When Fang Jun said this, his speaking speed became a bit slow, thoughtful.

"This call from the Chief is also a bit sudden; could it be that Uncle Nie is involved in something?"

He was absent-minded, his expression became a bit melancholy, without any sudden worry; it was as if he had been worried for a long time, and after getting used to it, if he really encountered something, he wouldn't be surprised.

"Since I successfully joined the Special Capture Division, Uncle Nie won't involve me in anything, otherwise it would be equivalent to exposing himself to the Special Capture Division."

Fang Jun shook his head.

Chu Tianshu said: "It sounds like your foster father doesn't get along well with the Special Capture Division?"

"Anyone who can be a King of Gamblers has many things that cannot be exposed to the Special Capture Division."

Fang Jun smiled, "Let's not talk about this, how is that sword?"

Chu Tianshu raised the long sword in front of him.

This sword was so flexible that it could almost be rolled into a bracelet and worn on the wrist; after stimulating a little mental power, it could remain hard like steel for a period of time.

On both sides of the hilt, there was a line of small characters engraved.

"Man has three parts intent, sword exerts seven parts power!"

This "seven parts" should not refer to direction.

In "Ming Theory of Cold Damage," it is said that all medicinal prescriptions are divided into seven types: large, small, slow, urgent, odd, even, and complex.

"Sword exerts seven parts power" probably refers to this meaning.

"Basically figured it out; this sword can compress the mental power I store into it, making the quality higher."

Chu Tianshu explained, "The mental power cultivated by a physician originally has a certain effect of recuperation and conditioning."

"After being concentrated by this sword, it's like turning medicinal soup into a special medicine pill; for some diseases, you don't even need a prescription, just wave the sword, trigger the mental power within, and you can heal."

Fang Jun drew inferences: "You've been storing it for so many days to fill it up once; the depth of the mental power in the sword certainly isn't just for healing, right?"

"It will certainly be stronger when used for combat."

Chu Tianshu said, "But how much mental power can be released from the sword each time seems to still be related to myself; it cannot be released all at once after being filled."

Chu Tianshu smiled.

"I don't need to use it for combat now; let's use it to heal people first!"

Yin Fengxin was sunbathing in the courtyard.

Seeing Chu Tianshu walk into the courtyard, he quickly sat up: "Needling again?"

"No needles, use the sword."

Chu Tianshu raised the sword in his hand and said, "Originally, I would have had to needle you for another week and you would have had to drink medicine for several months."

"But now with this, I feel I can eradicate it for you all at once."

Yin Fengxin was a bit nervous: "Then how do I cooperate?"

"Just sit steady."

Chu Tianshu gestured with the sword in his hand, looking for the feel.

Originally, when he dealt with evil spirits, his mental power was like a dagger stabbing in, and he had to stab deep enough to have enough effect on the evil spirit.

But stabbing deep enough also affected the patient; if he wasn't careful, the patient's vitality would be consumed.

So he could only do it slowly, stabbing once after the patient recovered a bit.

And after the concentration of this "Three-Seven Sword," the current mental power only needs to scratch the skin of the evil spirit to make the kidney-jade evil spirit die suddenly.

The wooden sword stabbed toward Yin Fengxin's waist.

As soon as it made contact, Yin Fengxin's whole body shook as if electrocuted.

Chu Tianshu immediately pulled the sword back.

Yin Fengxin only felt a refreshing feeling of collapse spreading from his waist to his whole body, and his whole person felt as if he had put down a heavy burden, wanting to scream comfortably.

Chu Tianshu was also very happy; it was finally eradicated.

Fang Jun said: "Just that simple?"

Chu Tianshu smiled: "During these days, I had already helped him consolidate his foundation and cultivate his vitality, so I could use this sword."

On the small road outside the courtyard, an electric scooter stopped.

"What are you guys..."

The person riding the scooter was a thin, small old man, wearing a brown jacket, without a helmet, full of surprise, "Didn't you say you came to recuperate? Why are you using this... is this a peach wood sword?"

Yin Fengxin was even more surprised than him and stood up abruptly: "Dad, why are you here?"

Chu Tianshu and Fang Jun looked at each other.

A few days ago, Yin Yin Lao Die called Yin Fengxin again and asked about his residence; Yin Fengxin felt it was difficult.

Fang Jun didn't care and told the other party directly.

"These two are your company leaders, right? Oh my, your company really has a conscience; the benefit is actually recuperating at the leader's house. You can be considered to have made it."

Yin Yin Lao Die entered happily, carrying a bag of oranges in his hand.

"This house is really good, not worse than our old house. If we can live in such a house in the future, we will be satisfied."

Yin Fengxin heard him talking nonsense, as if he wanted to rely on others and not leave, and said angrily: "The company benefit is only for these few days; I'm moving back tonight."

"Why are you talking so aggressively, child?"

Yin Yin Lao Die's face couldn't hold it, "I came specifically to see you today. You thought I came to sponge off your leader's house? You look down on your dad too much!"

"I tell you, in a few years, I will also be able to let you live in such a good house!"

Yin Yin Lao Die was excited, seemingly wanting to pave the way before telling his son the good news, and said it directly.

"Our company will soon be making big money; like us old employees, our wages will all rise by then!"

Yin Fengxin was surprised: "Aren't you just posting flyers? And a company, making big money?"

"Of course there is a company, we have hundreds of people."

Yin Yin Lao Die said proudly, "Don't look down on posting flyers. Big businesses like the New Lisboa Casino are posting junk ads all over the website. Ordinary people think this is useless, but actually, the boss has foresight."

"What makes the most money in the world is not relying on real industry, not relying on investment, but relying on new financial theories and new management thinking."

"For example, many banks will provide higher interest rates to large deposit customers. If five hundred people each take out ten thousand yuan and deposit it together, they can enjoy higher interest rates, earning much more than depositing money alone."

"If everyone is willing, divide the extra income generated by the high interest rate into ten parts, and then draw lots among the five hundred people. If you draw one of the ten, you can make a big profit, and the others won't lose."

Chu Tianshu frowned deeply; this sounded like encountering some kind of fraud group.

Yin Fengxin was also shocked: "You didn't encounter a liar, did you? You gave them money? No, where did you get the money?"

"This is just an example."

Yin Yin Lao Die said, "The kind just now is the most basic financial technique, but it's easy to cross the line, and it's hard for everyone to trust each other."

"Our company executives have already explained it to us; they use more high-end techniques, more stable. We who joined early and posted flyers have already made a great contribution."

"After the preparation work is completed, we can all become grassroots cadres."

Yin Yin Lao Die said angrily, "The company is holding a lecture today, and it's very likely they will talk about promotions. I slipped out to share the good news with you, and this is your attitude?"

"Fine, in a while, let's see who earns more, you or me?"

Yin Yin Lao Die put down the oranges and turned to leave.

Yin Fengxin opened his mouth.

He still felt that what his dad said was very unreliable, and for a moment he didn't know how to persuade him.

His dad had already ridden away on the electric scooter.

Fang Jun saw his thoughts and smiled: "If you are worried, we will follow and see. If we really find something wrong, we will report them directly."

Chu Tianshu also nodded: "It's best if nothing is wrong; if something is wrong, at most your dad will be detained for a while, which is better than being cheated miserably later."

Yin Fengxin was full of gratitude: "Then let's go and see."

Yin Yin Lao Die was riding an electric scooter after all; although he started first, he couldn't compare to the speed of the van.

The three of them got into the car, and Fang Jun controlled the speed, following behind.

Just as they went out from this small fishing village, another car drove over on the concrete road.

"Chief, you've already made the call, why do you still have to come and see for yourself?"

Shen Yuntai smiled: "Anyway, it's close, a surprise home visit, to take a good look at whether Ah Jun is hiding anything from me."

The driver suddenly said: "The car Fang Jun is leading just drove out; I recognize the license plate."

Shen Yuntai sat up straight: "Then follow and take a look."

A strange thought flashed through her mind.

Macau is really too small, and many things are intertwined and inseparable.

If someone is preparing for a big event, the involvement must be extensive; will anyone who doesn't know the inside story rush directly to the scene?

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 75 =====