At seven in the evening, Da Cheng came with a driver to pick me up.
"Brother Feng, Mr. Yang asked me to tell you to bring the Ghost Eye Paste and the small seal from that day!"
Upon meeting, Da Cheng said directly.
"Is Mr. Yang inviting me for some fun, or is there something else?" I immediately understood there was more to this.
"Brother Feng, one of Mr. Yang's friends wants to test your skills!" Da Cheng said cautiously.
"Test my skills?" I laughed.
"Brother Feng, don't be upset. Here, take this first. Mr. Yang said, regardless of the outcome, you'll be well compensated for your efforts!" Seeing my expression, Da Cheng quickly took out five stacks of cash from his bag and placed them on the table.
"It's not that I can't be tested!"
Seeing the money, I immediately changed my tone, casually locking the cash in the drawer.
Seeing me accept the money, Da Cheng breathed a sigh of relief and joked, "Brother Feng, if this works out, don't forget about me when you're rich!"
"I won't forget you, kid!"
I smiled and nodded at Da Cheng, the earlier displeasure seemingly nonexistent.
After organizing my small medical kit, I left with Da Cheng and got into the car.
To be honest, ever since my clinic opened, it's been quite desolate, with business being bleak.
Occasionally, there are acupuncture clients, but they don't bring in much money.
Many from the supernatural community come to me for health treatments, but most can't afford to pay, like that lay Taoist priest Fatty Lin, who couldn't pay for the medicine and consultation fees and ended up giving me the Beifeng Ghost-Slaying Seal as collateral.
These days, working in the supernatural field isn't as profitable as it will be in ten years.
Some in the field even have to take up side jobs to support their families.
"Cheng, where are we going?"
Once in the car, I asked curiously.
"Meizhou Club!"
Da Cheng said with a hint of pride, as if he were the one treating us.
I've heard of Meizhou Club, one of the four top clubs in Jingcheng.
"Who else will be there this time?" I asked.
"Besides Mr. Yang, there's Mr. Shi from Kongmei Network and Mr. Ou from DC Capital!" Da Cheng replied.
"DC Capital?"
Forgive my ignorance, but I hadn't heard of it.
"Yes!"
Da Cheng nodded and said, "Mr. Ou is known as the top venture capitalist in China!"
Mentioning Mr. Ou, Da Cheng's face was full of admiration.
"Our company, when we were raising funds, it was Mr. Ou who led the investment!"
"In short, he's amazing, right?" I said.
"Exactly!"
Da Cheng chuckled.
"Mr. Yang said Mr. Shi wants to give me a membership, what's that about?"
I continued to ask.
"Oh, it's about last time!"
Da Cheng said Little Ran wore a Buddha amulet, hoping to attract Mr. Yang, which was a taboo. Mr. Shi has been apologizing these past few days and wants to use this opportunity to make amends.
At this, Da Cheng smiled mysteriously and said, "Brother Feng, Mr. Shi's membership is quite prestigious, even I don't have one!"
"What kind of prestige?" I asked.
Da Cheng licked his lips and said, "Brother Feng, Kongmei Network has an inner and outer structure. Regular clients can only see photos on the website. Only those like Mr. Yang and top directors and stars in the circle have memberships. With a membership, not only can you watch videos, but you also get dedicated concierge services. Every time there's something new, you're the first to experience it!"
As Da Cheng spoke, he was filled with envy, almost drooling.
"Alright, wipe your drool before you continue!" I said.
"Hehe!"
Da Cheng chuckled and said, "Brother Feng, tonight's event is high-end. If it weren't for your connections, Mr. Yang wouldn't have let me join!"
"High-end event?"
I looked at Da Cheng suspiciously.
"It's like the legendary debauchery of King Zhou, not only is the wine good, but the people are top-notch too!" Da Cheng licked his lips again.
"Look at you, so easily impressed!"
I tapped Da Cheng and asked, "Do you know how they're going to test me?"
"That, I really don't know!" Da Cheng shook his head.
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At 7:50 PM, we arrived at Jingrun Tower.
"Brother Feng, among the four top clubs in Jingcheng, Meizhou Club is the newest. Because most of its members are new internet elites, returnees, and people from the entertainment industry, some call it a gathering place for new money, saying its members lack heritage!"
"It's just sour grapes. Meizhou Club is a chain with over a hundred branches worldwide. Compared to the other three clubs, its services are more professional and private!"
As Da Cheng led me inside, he introduced the place as if he were a member himself.
While talking, we reached the top floor.
After exiting the elevator, we were led into a banquet hall.
The banquet hall had a European style. Mr. Yang was swaying his body among a group of beautiful women. Seeing us enter, Mr. Yang clapped his hands, the music stopped, and the lights came on, making the women look even fairer.
"You all go to the side room!"
Mr. Yang waved the women away. Mr. Shi immediately stood up and signaled to the women, who obediently left.
After the women left, the large banquet hall felt a bit empty. Mr. Yang gestured to a middle-aged man sitting on a sofa inside and said, "Old Ou, didn't you want to test Brother Feng's skills? Hurry up, test him, and then we can have fun!"
Mr. Ou, with his legs crossed, glanced at me and then said to Da Cheng behind me, "Xiao Cheng, my assistant is outside, have him bring the person in!"
"Okay!"
Da Cheng nodded and went out to bring the person.
"Master Feng, this past week, Old Yang hasn't stopped talking about you in my ear, it's driving me crazy!"
After Da Cheng left, Mr. Ou stood up from the sofa and walked over slowly, saying, "I'm a skeptical person. He said you opened his third eye and dispersed a ghost, I didn't believe it, but he insisted he saw it!"
"To verify this is simple, just find another ghost for you to disperse!"
"This past week, I've been asking around for ghosts everywhere, my friends think I've gone mad!"
While speaking, Mr. Ou approached me, leisurely taking out a box of cigarettes, pulling one out, and saying, "Want one?"
"Sure!"
I smiled and accepted the cigarette. Mr. Ou paused, clearly not expecting me to take it.
"Pfft!"
Mr. Yang burst out laughing, "Old Ou, trying to show off, I told you, Brother Feng isn't an ordinary person!"
"You, you always ruin my act!"
Mr. Ou helplessly nodded at Mr. Yang and said to me, "Master Feng, don't blame me for being cautious, there are too many frauds these days!"
"I understand!" I nodded with a smile.
"As they say, money can make the devil turn millstones. I have some money and connections, and I did manage to find someone possibly possessed by a ghost!" Mr. Ou lit a cigarette, took a puff, and said, "This person is an actress named Bai Xue. She was quite famous a couple of years ago. While filming in Hengdian, she had an incident where she was found using nail clippers to cut her own flesh, leaving the room covered in blood!"
"The whole crew knew she was possessed!"
"After that film, she became increasingly strange!"
"Recently, she's been recuperating in Jingcheng!"
"After learning about this, I invited her over, hoping you, the 'master,' could diagnose what exactly she's entangled with!"
Mr. Ou emphasized the word "master," making it clear that if I could prove myself, everything would be fine, but if not, it would be a different story.