Volume 4: Beginning of Spring Chapter 52: Cocoon
After having dinner at Chen Nan's house and taking a short rest, Jiang You walked towards the teahouse holding the minced ginger.
Walking into the teahouse and looking around, Mr. Xu saw him.
Mr. Xu waved at him.
Jiang You walked over and took care of Jiang Mo to sit down in the back. He then sat down. He reached out and picked up the teapot and poured a cup of tea. "Is Mr. Zhao not here today?"
"His grandson is sick, with a fever of 39 degrees, and has gone to the hospital ," Old Xu looked at Jiang Mo, "There are a lot of people with colds recently, so try not to take your son to crowded places."
"I know." He poured a cup of tea for Jiang Mo as well. "Drink more hot water, okay?"
Jiang Mo turned his head away.
"My store is about to open." Jiang You said.
“It’s finally opening?”
"Yes, my son is very good at drawing. I plan to hold an exhibition for him in my store in May or June."
"That's great. My wife, Jiaqi and I will go together to support your son."
"Thank you very much."
"Let's play a game of chess?" suggested Mr. Xu.
"I just came here to play chess with you," Jiang You said confidently, "I have been studying chess during the Chinese New Year. I think I have improved a lot."
While Jiang You and Mr. Xu were drinking tea and playing chess in the teahouse, Guan Qingtong was sitting in a small private room in the 75 Coffee Shop.
The coffee in my hand gradually cooled down.
The door of the private room was pushed open, and a man wearing a gray jacket and a gray beret walked in. It was Zhuang Zekun.
"I thought you wouldn't arrive until tomorrow." Guan Qingtong said.
"There are more people monitoring me recently , so I found an opportunity to come here early. I want to understand the situation," Zhuang Zekun sat down opposite Guan Qingtong, "How is Huang Juan now?"
"Stay alive. I didn't go to see her."
"I originally wanted to protect them, but who knew..." Zhuang Zekun shook his head and asked, " What else happened?"
So Guan Qingtong briefly told Zhuang Zekun what had happened recently.
"What do you think of Jiang You?" Zhuang Zekun asked.
"Tang Butian sent a message saying that the accuracy of divination in the insect house would be higher. I guessed what they had arranged, so I said I would go there immediately. It would be beyond their expectations. When they panicked, there would be a flaw, and I could expose him," Guan Qingtong's eyes were a little dazed. "I stepped into the yard, and the Jiarong flowers were blooming so beautifully."
"Qingtong?"
"After his parents got into a car accident, he started speculating in real estate and then bought the Chongwu. At that time, it was still a husband-and-wife business. The wife cheated on him, and the husband hacked her to death and then committed suicide. He bought it at a very low price and lived there. When he first came to Wenhua Street, he was very thin. During the investigation, people on the street said that he was as thin as a ghost."
"I know all this, so I doubt him. I've also seen the things he planted in his yard, and ordinary people can't grow them."
"So I did a divination, and using the date and time on his birth certificate, I found that Jiang You is alive."
"What?"
"This is the most certain thing I have calculated since Old Sang died."
"What is he then?"
"Jiang You plus?"
"Fusion?"
"It's not a simple fusion. I doubt that there will be any abnormalities in his body. Instead, he may have problems such as myocardial ischemia and fatty liver ."
"What does he want to do? Spend all this energy on something that means nothing."
"I can't guess. I just know he's very powerful," Guan Qingtong smiled. "Lao Zhuang, our enemy is the Jinghu Society."
"What do you want to say?"
"Now Tang Butian is the head of the Special Operations Department, and I'm just a retired old woman. I don't want to think about justice or protection anymore. I want to avenge Old Sang. I want them all to die," Guan Qingtong closed her eyes and tears flowed down her cheeks. "As long as I can win, I don't care if he's Jiang You or something else."
"What if he is related to Jinghu?" Zhuang Zekun emphasized.
Guan Qingtong took out a few tissues from her bag and wiped her face.
"After he joined the Special Operations Department, your plan was disrupted, but Lao Zhuang, Luo Chengyuan and Huang Hu are all dead. They are the leaders of the younger generation of Jinghu Society. The goddess Huang Juan is now in the Ning'an District Detention Center. Jinghu will not sacrifice the new generation in order to strike us."
Zhuang Zekun was silent.
"This match is our chance. It's been so many years since we got this chance. In Tangjiang, our home court."
"I am against letting Guan Nuo be the bait, it's too dangerous. Jiang You, he might want to use Guan Nuo..." Zhuang Zekun said in a deep voice: "Qingtong, why would he be willing to help us? What benefits can he get?"
"I, that day, Tang Butian was angry. She said that losing meant we weren't strong enough, and we just needed to win back. I had some realizations at the time, so I did a fortune-telling to predict the future."
“Maybe everything calculated there was wrong.”
"Guan Nuo is my son, the only son of Lao Sang and me," Guan Qingtong's voice trembled with excitement, "I'm scared, but Lao Zhuang, you've taken the right path and won. Otherwise, Jinghu will not let him go..."
"Let's discuss it again. If Tang Butian insists..."
"You like to plan everything out, and then take it step by step, to nip danger in the bud and prevent all possible accidents," Guan Qingtong looked at her fingers, "I'm a fortune teller, fate is unpredictable. Among thousands of roads, I chose this one based on my feelings, the road to victory, Lao Zhuang, you have always trusted my choices in the past. As long as it is calculated by me, no matter how bizarre or unreasonable it is, you will support me."
Two hours later, Jiang You, who had lost three games in a row, followed Mr. Xu, holding Jiang Mo, to his house for dinner, and bought a chessboard and a set of chess pieces at a discounted price.
After returning home from eating, Jiang You placed the chess pieces on the chessboard for a while. Then he felt full of energy, so he turned into a strict father and urged Jiang Mo to draw. In the end, he was wrapped in a cocoon by spider silk and thrown on the bed, ending the day.
The next day, Jiang You crawled out of the cocoon.
He said: "It's quite warm and breathable. I think, we don't need to bring a tent when we go on outdoor trips in the future, right?"
The spider silk turned into fine ash.
"I want to sleep a little longer, forget it."
get up.
He found the cell phone on the ground. Tang Butian sent him a message saying that Zhuang Zekun had arrived. He looked at the time and it was just ten o'clock. He grabbed his hair walked out of the room, washed up, changed his clothes, went out, took a taxi, and in less than an hour, he pushed open the door of the Special Operations Department's office.
Sun Yu pointed to the small conference room. "The section chief and Consultant Zhuang are in there."
"What about the others?"
"I went to the detention center. Guan Nuo was in class..."
"Recruitment..." Jiang You looked around, "Oh, the recruitment is at my place, I'll go in then."
He grabbed four cans of Coke from under his office chair, put one on Sunwoo's desk, and walked into the small conference room with the remaining three.
Tang Butian and Zhuang Zekun sat at opposite ends of the conference table.
When Jiang swam in, their eyes fell on him.
"Good morning, Section Chief, good morning, Senior Zhuang," he placed Coke in front of them, then pulled out a chair and sat down next to Tang Butian. He asked, "When are we leaving for the detention center?"
Zhuang Zekun looked at Jiang You and asked, "How do you plan to make Jinghu take the bait?"
