Chapter 71: Small Fry!

  Listening to the words of several people present, Wu Zhengye's old face also couldn't help but turn slightly red. "Hehe, you guys are too kind to this master, this master is just an ordinary person, how can he be as great as you say? Now, this master just wants to eat a bowl of hot and steaming tofu rice, huh, one bowl is not enough, at least three bowls."

  "When Yan Jing heard Wu Zhengxie's words, her beautiful eyes instantly turned red. Others might have thought that Wu Zhengxie was just joking, but Yan Jing, who knew him best, knew that he must be telling the truth. For a moment, Yan Jing's heart felt a sharp pang, but she smiled and said, "Zhengxie, let's go home later, I'll make you a bean flower rice."

  "Alright!" Wu Zhengxie smiled as soon as he heard this, "Xiao Jing is still the best," he said, then turned his head to look at Zhao Guanghua, "I'm telling you, Mayor Zhao, will this work or not? Don't let me, a great master, have that nine-story charity building be taken care of by your government. To be honest, I don't trust your government's ability to 'get things done', so it's better to..."

  "Master Wu," Zhao Guanghua interrupted Wu Zhengye's words with a gentle smile, and he wasn't too angry about Wu Zhengye's distrust of the government either. He was more clear than anyone else that after going through all sorts of procedures within the government, it was likely that less than one-tenth of Wu Zhengye's nine-layered good deeds would actually be implemented.

  "Wu Dashi, I represent the H city government and promise you that your remuneration of 3 million yuan will not be short by a single cent."

  "It's after tax!" Wu Zhengxie hastily reminded, don't look at him usually empty-handed, but he is very clear about the government's taxation. As far as he knows, this kind of income has to pay 20% tax, calculated down, 2% + 10% is 60,000 yuan!

  How could Wu Da Shi, who was afraid of poverty, let these 600,000 dollars fall into the sea?

  When Wu Mou said this, Zhao Guanghua's forehead suddenly appeared with several black lines. After coughing lightly twice, he carefully said, "It's after tax! However, these three million are not your remuneration, Master Wu, but rather a reward given to you by the municipal government."

  "As for the reward, wait until Director Geng wakes up and you can discuss it again."

  "Huh, is this good?" Wu Zhengxie's pupils lit up instantly, "I'm saying Mayor Zhao, isn't this teasing Ben Dashi?"

  Mayor Zhao smiled lightly and said, "Master Wu, what I have just said is all true, but I have a request, I hope you can agree to it."

  "A request?" Wu Zhengye's eyes, large and small, carefully scanned Zhao Guanghua's body back and forth. "Let's make one thing clear first: this master does not kill people or set fires, nor do I 'mess with women'* or bully them - this master will not do anything that goes against my principles. Also, if you're asking me to read the Feng Shui, fortune-tell, or read faces and the like, this master will be charging a fee."

  "Hehe, Master Wu is joking," Mayor Zhao chuckled and continued, "I just want to ask Master Wu to be the feng shui consultant for our city, of course, this feng shui consultant will also have a salary, how about one million per year?"

  When he said this, Mayor Zhao saw that Wu Zhengyi's eyebrows were slightly furrowed and hastily continued, "Master Wu, the annual salary of one million I mentioned does not include the remuneration for each geomancy, fortune-telling, and physiognomy. This is just your nominal salary."

  As soon as he heard this, Wu Zhengyi's little heart skipped a beat, and the joy on his face couldn't be hidden!

  "Haha, since Mayor Zhao attaches so much importance to me, I naturally won't let him down. Hmm, I've agreed. When can I start work? And where will I be working?"

  "This" made Zhao Guanghua speechless, and after a moment of silence, he said, "Master Wu, there is no specific requirement for the job, I just need you to be in H city at all times, so that whenever there's a problem, I can find you immediately."

  Upon hearing this, Wu Zhengye didn't react much, but Xian Fengchen, who had been silent for a long time, furrowed his brow and spoke up, "Mayor Zhao, although Master Wu is from your city, isn't your request a bit too excessive?"

  Zhao Guanghua's heart skipped a beat as he immediately turned his head towards Zhan Fengchen, "Master Zhan, you..."

  "Hmph!" Zhan Fengchun looked at Zhao Guanghua with a proud and arrogant gaze, continuing, "People like us have always been unrestrained and free. The world is vast, and we can go wherever we please. You, Mayor Zhao, think that a mere 100 million can buy Master Wu's loyalty? Isn't that being too presumptuous?"

  "This" Zhao Guanghua's forehead suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, and he looked at Wu Zhengxie with an apologetic expression. But before he could speak, Xuan Fengchen preempted him, "With Master Wu's abilities, not to mention this humble city, even in the imperial capital of Huaxia, you will surely rise to fame quickly!"

  "Mayor Zhao, I dare ask you, which is more important, H City or our great Chinese capital?"

  Zhan Fengchen's words immediately left Zhao Guanghua speechless, but Zhan Fengchen was not finished. He continued, "Furthermore, as a master of feng shui in the capital, I am highly respected by those big shots. Especially recently, those Northeast Island Country trash have been secretly infiltrating various parts of China, intending to destroy the feng shui of our great Xia dynasty."

  "With Master Wu's abilities, if he can help our Chinese Feng Shui school counter the enemy country, its impact is not something you can imagine! A small city like H City, with a salary of only 10 million per year, wants to make Master Wu surrender? Mayor Zhao, even if Master Wu agrees, I believe your superiors will not agree!"

  "Yes, yes, yes! Zhao is really muddled!" Zhao Guanghua wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, turned around and gave Wu Zhengxie an apologetic smile. "Master Wu, I was momentarily confused just now, I hope Master Wu won't take it to heart."

  Wu Zhengxie didn't take Zhao Guanghua's words to heart, but when he heard Zhan Fengchen say this, his pupils suddenly lit up. "Master Zhan, is the geomancy of our school really that popular?"

  "It's not just about being famous!" Zhan Fengchun said proudly, "Take me as an example. Currently, I hold the position of Vice Chairman in the geomancy circle of the capital city. Even on ordinary days, when a high-ranking official from the capital meets me, they have to be extremely polite and courteous. If they want me to take action, aside from offering money, they also need to wait in line!"

  "Hey!" Wu Zhengxie's pupils lit up again, and his face was filled with joy that couldn't be stopped!

  "Master Zhang, from what you're saying, it seems I should go to Beijing to develop?"

  "If Master Wu is willing to come to the capital, I will definitely invite you to join our 'Feng Shui Association' in Kyoto," said Xian Fengchen with a serious face. "With your abilities, I believe you will surely gain the approval of the president and it's not impossible that you'll be elected as vice-president!"

  When Wu Zhengye heard this, he suddenly felt a surge of excitement in his heart, but when he turned around and saw Yan Jing, he immediately shook his head. "Master Zhang, I'll go to the capital city someday, but for now, I still have some unfinished business to attend to in H City."

  "Since that's the case," Xian Fengchen didn't press further, only letting out a soft sigh. "Master Wu, everyone has their own ambitions, but I still hope that one day I can drink three cups with you in the capital!"

  "I'm not very good at drinking." Wu Zhengxie looked embarrassed, "Master Zhan, if I come to the capital, Master Zhan, you should invite me out for a meal, hehe, Master Zhan, you'd better be prepared, my appetite is huge!"

  As soon as these words were spoken, a black line surged on the foreheads of everyone present. Yan Jing's face turned awkward and he pulled Wu Zhengyi's sleeve, then smiled at the crowd with embarrassment. Only Master Zhan had an admiring expression, and after a long time, he sighed and said, "Master Wu, I, Zhan, cultivate my heart with pride, cultivating a heroic ambition that looks down on the world!"

  Master Wu, you are self-deprecating and cultivating your mind. Those who want to conquer the world must first laugh at themselves. Only by seeing through one's own heart can one eliminate all sorts of distracting thoughts in their mind. I have to say, Master Wu, your state of mind has once again reached a higher level!

  It wasn't until then that everyone finally understood after hearing Zhan Fengchen's words, and for a moment, the gaze of the crowd towards Wu Zhengye changed once again.

  In this world, there are not many gentlemen, but pseudo-gentlemen are everywhere. Real petty people can be seen all around, yet there is a kind of person who doesn't care about himself, lets others mock and despise him, but often responds with a smile. He refines his heart in the red dust, and asks his true self what it desires with a self-mocking attitude.

  This kind of superior figure, at this moment, was actually being reduced to a mere mortal by Wu Zhengyi.

  Only Wu Xiang himself understood that he wasn't cultivating his heart, these twenty years if there was even a little bit of a way he wouldn't be wandering in the mortal world. Who doesn't wish for it, who doesn't want to quietly live a stable life? Not worrying about three meals a day, not suffering from hunger and cold, no need to endure the spitting and white eyes of the passing crowd.

  But is there a way? He has no way! Half his life was spent in lonely bitterness, with nothing to show for it. If he hadn't received Yang Yanyu's legacy, perhaps at this moment he would still be unaware of what lay ahead.

  At this point, Wu Zhengye couldn't help but sigh, "Zhan Daoshi, don't praise me anymore. I'm just a small person with no grand ideals or ambitions. I only hope to live a peaceful and stable life, find a good wife, and pass my days in quiet contentment."

  As he spoke, Wu Zhengye looked at Yan Jing, and when he received the " vicissitudes" in Wu Zhengye's eyes that were obviously inconsistent with his age, Yan Jing couldn't help but tighten her grip on Wu Zhengye's hand, a pair of beautiful eyes slightly reddened, but she smiled and nodded to Wu Zhengye.

  At this moment, Zhan Fengchen and others all fell silent. They were all astute people, and the vicissitudes in Wu Zhengyi's eyes were clearly not feigned. A twenty-six-year-old man, why would he have such a vicissitudinous look?

  Even Tian Lao, the oldest in the field, was slightly stunned. He had lived for over 70 years, but when he saw Wu Zhengyi's eyes, which seemed to have experienced the vicissitudes of a hundred years, he couldn't help but be shocked!

  Fortunately, this question was answered by everyone at the moment it arose.