Someone urged, but it wasn't Cai Jinqu, who appeared rather steady.
Steady meant letting others speak their minds first.
Since someone was willing to take this bowl, only then could this pot of tea be poured out.
"Lu, Xiao Heng."
"What? What does that mean! Let me see!"
One person was impatient, and before Old Hei could explain, he snatched the slip from his hand.
"Alas, Xiao Heng! I don't think this slip is much good either!"
This was a "Lu" hexagram, Xiao Heng, Lu Zhen Ji. It roughly meant that small matters would go smoothly, but big ones would be hard to achieve. Liu Sandao understood immediately that these bamboo slips were written according to the hexagrams of the Bagua.
There were many types of slips, and this was just one of them.
"Damn it, Xiao Heng isn't good enough! It seems you have big ambitions, wanting to win big money!"
"If you're going to win, win big money! Who wins small money!"
...
The crowd began to discuss. This matter had come to an end. Those who needed to leave departed, and those who were about to compete quickly went to do so.
Cai Jinqu, however, had not put the slip out of his mind and decided to find an insider who understood such matters to take a look.
He first offered three sticks of incense to the idol, asking for its protection.
Shi Mian Luosha smiled and muttered, "As you wish!"
Then, with a wave of his hand, he drew a talisman, intending to place it on Cai Jinqu's back.
"So it was you causing trouble!"
Liu Sandao stopped him in time.
Although Cai Jinqu was not a good person, if he were repeatedly imbued with Shi Mian Luosha's talismans, he would gradually lose his senses until he was completely controlled by him.
"Hahaha, it was me, so what?"
Shi Mian Luosha was not afraid of Liu Sandao, even though he knew his sorcery was high.
"I advise you to stop harming people!"
"Harming people? Hahaha, didn't you see I'm helping him? Otherwise, with his IQ, can he contend with his own father?"
Shi Mian Luosha was unconvinced and continued to justify his actions.
"You're helping him? Don't think I don't know you've planted a seed in him. Be sensible and hand over that soul spirit quickly, or I'll make sure you have no place to be buried!"
Liu Sandao was not easily swayed and would not fall for his tricks.
Shi Mian Luosha was not flustered. The corner of his mouth twitched as he said, "To be honest, that seeded soul spirit isn't with me. I'm just following orders. If you want to find him, go find our boss."
Although this statement seemed to betray his boss, it was both the truth and an attempt to make Liu Sandao go directly to Na Qianlai.
This was part of the plan, Na Qianlai's intention.
Na Qianlai constantly thought about how to get rid of Liu Sandao, but some things did not go according to his pace.
"Where is Na Qianlai?"
Liu Sandao asked, seizing the opportunity.
"Hahaha, ridiculous. The boss is naturally in the Shura Field, waiting for you? Do you dare to go?"
Shi Mian Luosha said with a laugh, both provoking and testing.
Given Na Qianlai's current condition, Liu Sandao might not be his match. The last victory was merely due to the lord's momentary carelessness.
During this time, Na Qianlai had refined many more fortune fruits, greatly increasing his magic power.
Liu Sandao was no ordinary person; a taunt would have little effect on him.
Without seeing Na Qianlai's strength, he could not rashly engage in battle, nor could he venture into the Shura Field.
Seeing Liu Sandao remain silent, Shi Mian Luosha felt he had won this gamble and laughed heartily:
"Hahaha, you don't dare to go, do you!"
Liu Sandao did not respond. He directly extended his right hand to grab Shi Mian Luosha.
Judging by the posture, he was aiming for Shi Mian Luosha's neck. If caught, it felt like his neck would be snapped.
"Hahaha, I won't play with you any longer. If you have a chance, come to the Shura Field for tea. I'll be waiting for your arrival there!"
Shi Mian Luosha let out a loud laugh and instantly turned into a black smoke, fleeing.
Liu Sandao did not pursue, as it was not yet time to go to the Shura Field.
Looking at Cai Jinqu again, he was respectfully kowtowing. As he turned, he even threw two hundred yuan into the donation box in front of the idol.
Old Hei was chatting with others with a smile, but his eyes flicked and he saw Cai Jinqu take out red banknotes and throw them in.
Returning to Changyu City from the small temple, Cai Jinqu did not sleep all night.
He repeatedly pondered the meaning of the hexagram slip: "Xiao Zhen," meaning small matters proceed smoothly. Becoming the general manager of a branch company would be much better than his current idle position.
Moreover, his mother had died like this, and he couldn't let him have an easy time.
Thinking of this, another seed of anger began to sprout in Cai Jinqu.
He spent time writing a report, applying to become the general manager of a subsidiary. Although it was nominally one rank lower than his current position as vice president, it was still a solid position of authority.
Having not slept all night, he quickly washed up and headed to the company.
When Bai Suxiang greeted him, she noticed the dark circles under his eyes.
Cai Jinqu couldn't be bothered with such details. As long as the proposal could be approved by Zuo Ruxiu, it would be half successful.
Bai Suxiang poured him a cup of water and placed it on his desk.
Cai Jinqu appeared remarkably calm, a rarity that earned him quiet whispers and speculation.
"Oh my, it's a rare sight to see Vice President Cai so peaceful and patient."
"Yes, yes, but I wonder what effect the other one will have when they arrive!"
"Hahaha!"
...
Bai Suxiang did not join their discussion but knew that the "other one" they spoke of was clearly Zuo Ruxiu.
It was strange, but Zuo Ruxiu and Cai Jinqu seemed to be natural enemies; whenever they met, sparks would fly, and the company would be thrown into chaos.
It was thought that with Vice President Cai's calm demeanor today, there wouldn't be another major office uproar.
But as soon as Zuo Ruxiu arrived, everything changed, becoming uncontrollable.
"What is this? Coming so early in the morning!"
Zuo Ruxiu said coldly, her face grim.
These words were clearly directed at Cai Jinqu, as he was the closest to her, and the target was Cai Rong's office.
Cai Jinqu, feeling uncharacteristically good, did not retort. Instead, he handed the folder in his hand to Zuo Ruxiu.
Zuo Ruxiu didn't even look at it, placing it aside, and began to sort through the documents on her desk.
Normally, Cai Jinqu would have cursed her by now, but today was strange; he did not curse. Instead, he waited, just sat down and waited.
Everyone's hearts were in their throats, on the verge of anxiety. This was clearly the prelude to a battle, and they were accustomed to it. Some even said that if they didn't see them arguing one day, it felt like they hadn't worked at the company that day.
Cai Jinqu's previously relaxed expression vanished, replaced by a sense of anxiety and coldness.
It was impossible for his heart not to be in turmoil.
It should have taken only a minute or two to review, yet she refused to even look at it, as if deliberately looking for trouble.
To avoid escalating the situation, Cai Jinqu chose to be patient for the first time, but he never expected Zuo Ruxiu to act this way.