latelenovela Chapter 458 Strive to Strive for Ambition
Chapter 458 Strive to Strive for Ambition
After listening to the explanation from his own store clerk on the other end of the phone, Zhao Li simply said "I understand" and then hung up.
After pondering for a while, Zhao Li reawakened his beloved iPhone 7. After a data stream, the Underworld version of the iPhone 7 opened the Book of Life and Death homepage.
I submitted an application on the homepage.
Shortly after, a pop-up window appeared indicating that the application had been approved.
"Let me see who you really are."
According to the rules of the underworld, ferrymen only have the authority to view the Book of Life and Death in their own jurisdiction.
However, Zhao Li, this old hand, holds a special position in the underworld. Not only is he senior, but he is also treated differently by the King of the Underworld.
Therefore, he has the authority to request access to the entire Book of Life and Death in the mortal realm.
After searching with big data, Zhao Li frowned and put his phone away.
"Not in the Book of Life and Death? Goodness, could this creditor have already transcended the Three Realms and is no longer bound by the Five Elements?!"
His wariness of Cheng Feng increased several orders of magnitude, and he became much more serious when writing the detailed explanation of the talisman.
Time passed slowly, and before you knew it, the sun and moon had changed. At 9:30 p.m., Cheng Feng's Land Rover stopped next to the convenience store.
The car's trunk was wide open, revealing a bamboo rocking chair inside.
After getting out of the car, Cheng Feng walked to the back of the car and easily took down the rocking chair.
After locking the car, Cheng Feng took the rocking chair to his stall and nodded in satisfaction at the green fluorescent lettering on the signboard.
After stretching, Cheng Feng lay down on the rocking chair and began waiting for customers to come in.
At that moment, Zhao Li, who was working part-time as a night shift waiter in the shop, was writing furiously. He also noticed Cheng Feng outside.
But she didn't seem to intend to go out and talk to Cheng Feng.
Now that Cheng Feng is his creditor, Zhao Li has no interest in hanging around his creditor; wouldn't that just make things difficult for him?
Time slipped away little by little as Cheng Feng surfed the internet.
As the early hours of the morning approached, three scantily clad women, exuding a world-weary air, walked toward the convenience store amidst laughter and shouting.
Just as they were about to push open the door to enter the convenience store, one of the women, with long burgundy hair, suddenly said:
"Sisters, look! There's a fortune teller over there!"
The other two women turned their heads away.
"Really? A convenience store with mystical secrets? Is this some kind of expansion business for the owner of this convenience store?"
"Calculating peach blossom luck, predicting wealth, and interpreting feng shui—it all seems quite interesting."
"Let's go and have a look!"
None of the three women were content to stay put. At one of their suggestions, the three of them turned a corner and headed from the convenience store toward the metaphysics shop.
Cheng Feng, who was browsing a paranormal forum, was suddenly hit by a smell that was a mixture of alcohol and perfume, which made him rub his nose and look up.
"Wow, the master is quite a handsome young man."
"Seriously, such a handsome guy is setting up a fortune-telling stall here. I guess I'll have to have my luck with love predicted!"
"Haha...you slut, you can't help getting horny when you see a handsome guy. Let me see if you've mastered it yet."
As they spoke, the red-haired woman lifted the skirt of the woman next to her, clearly revealing her black lace panties to Cheng Feng's eyes.
The inconspicuous crystalline spots above indicate that this creature had recently engaged in a physical battle.
"Our shop has just opened, and the three of you are the first customers, so it's quite a coincidence. Would you like to have your fortune told? If it's inaccurate, you don't have to pay!"
Cheng Feng leaned back; the smell emanating from them was truly pungent.
After hearing Cheng Feng's words, the three stopped their banter and looked at him together.
"Handsome, how much do you charge here?"
A woman with half her chest exposed bent over and half-lay on Cheng Feng's table, her large buttocks sticking out high, their authenticity indistinguishable.
Cheng Feng smiled politely and said:
"Considering that you three are the first guests, this time we'll just give you a token amount, 6666 each, as a lucky number."
"What? You're obsessed with money!"
The three women stared at Cheng Feng in shock. Good heavens, that's over six thousand yuan per person!
They worked so hard pulling weeds in Egypt, but he made money faster than they ever did.
"To be honest, this amount of money is practically free. Whether you accept it or not is up to you. Our store does not force you to buy or sell!"
After saying that, Cheng Feng picked up his phone again.
The three women were momentarily annoyed by Cheng Feng's attitude, but after all, they were people who frequented brothels.
It's not worth making a big fuss over something like this.
"Tch, all that pretense. Does he think everyone's read those 'show-off gets slapped in the face' novels? I'm not falling for it. Let's go!"
After saying that, the red-haired woman waved her hand and was about to leave with the half-exposed girl and the freckled girl.
As the three women left, Cheng Feng didn't even look up, engrossed in reading the fabricated stories on the forum.
To be honest, sometimes fabricated stories are much more interesting than real ones.
The three women on the other side entered the convenience store and quickly started chatting with Zhao Li.
Under Zhao Li's sweet talk, the three women spent quite a bit, and soon each of them started drinking a bottle of beer that cost more than ten yuan.
During this time, the three women couldn't help but complain to Zhao Li about Cheng Feng.
Zhao Li chuckled upon hearing this, glanced at Cheng Feng who was leisurely lying under the locust tree, and a glint of shrewdness flashed in his eyes.
"Ladies, you guys keep drinking. I'm going to deliver something to that guy outside."
As he spoke, Zhao Li picked up two bottles of ice-cold beer.
Upon seeing this, the three women all complained, saying that Zhao Li should give him a good talking-to, as this kind of scam was too blatant and had no future!
Zhao Li could only smile awkwardly and agree before pushing open the door and walking out of the convenience store.
Arriving at Cheng Feng's stall, Zhao Li placed two bottles of beer on the table and said:
"Let's have a beer to quench our thirst, it's on me!"
Cheng Feng looked up at Zhao Li and nodded, saying, "Okay, thank you!"
Seeing that Cheng Feng accepted the beer, Zhao Li smiled and said:
"I still don't know how to address you, brother?"
"Cheng Feng."
Zhao Li: "What a wonderful name! Like a roc soaring into the sky, its great ambitions will soar to the heavens!"
Cheng Feng stroked his chin, wondering if he should call out "Lai Cai" a couple of times to make it more appropriate.
"Thank you for your kind words. When I become successful, I'll take over your little shop and turn it into a metaphysical convenience store."
Cheng Feng's words made Zhao Li's lips twitch involuntarily.
Good heavens, they've got their eyes on his shop already. No wonder they set up their stall next to it.
"Ahem, good luck then. I just heard those three girls in the shop say that a divination here costs over six thousand?"
Zhao Li abruptly changed the subject, steer the conversation toward fortune telling.
Cheng Feng nodded and said, "That's right. Considering they were the first customers to arrive, I accepted a small prize. It's a pity they missed out."
"Since Brother Cheng hasn't opened for business yet, how about I be the first customer?"
Zhao Li placed his hands on the table and looked at Cheng Feng as he spoke.
Upon hearing this, Cheng Feng glanced at him and then said:
"You, a mere ghost messenger, believe in fate?"
"What's wrong with ghost messengers? Does that mean people can't be superstitious?"
Zhao Li tossed his blue hair and spoke with a touch of arrogance.
Cheng Feng looked away in disgust. This guy was truly shameless when he wanted to be.