Feng Shui Secrets of the Entertainment Industry

Chapter 311 Qingyun Locking Technique 2

Upon hearing Li Zixuan mention needing treatment, Fatty Lin remained outwardly calm, but his eyes visibly began to gleam with desire.

I had anticipated this request.

People in the entertainment industry don't take this kind of thing seriously; to them, it's just as ordinary as eating and drinking.

"Sister-in-law, just you wait and see, I'll give you a thorough massage!"

Fatty Lin was practically patting his chest to guarantee it, but he didn't because their hands were still clasped.

"Brother, why is everyone like this?"

A moment later, when Fatty Lin and Li Zixuan entered the physiotherapy room, Long Nier frowned.

"One is willing to hit, and the other is willing to be hit. You'll get used to it!" I didn't dare say anything else, for fear that Long Nier would ask me about my past.

An hour later, the two emerged from the physiotherapy room, chatting and laughing.

After we came out, Li Zixuan nodded to me and Long Nier as a greeting.

Fatty Lin put his hand on Li Zixuan's shoulder and saw her off to the door. Before she entered the elevator, he said, "Sis, I'll send you your ID card in a bit. We'll leave tomorrow, the sooner the better!"

"good!"

Li Zixuan nodded and entered the elevator.

"Isn't she my sister-in-law? How did she become my older sister?"

After the elevator doors closed, I asked in a sarcastic tone.

"What do you know? Calling me 'sister' sounds more intimate; calling me 'sister-in-law' sounds too formal!"

Fatty Lin performed steadily, and his shamelessness returned, completely ignoring my yin and yang.

"Fatty, where are Li Zixuan's ancestral graves?" Long Nier asked.

"In Jiangxi Province!"

Fatty Lin casually said, "We'll take a direct flight to Xinzhou, Jiangxi Province tomorrow. Someone will pick us up when we get off the plane, and we'll be at Sister Xuan's hometown this afternoon!"

"How will Sister Xuan explain this to Director Dong when she gets home?"

I also called her "sister," and I emphasized it.

"Going back to my hometown to visit relatives, it's easy to find an excuse!" Fatty Lin said casually.

"So, only a few of us are going back, right?" I said.

"Yes, Director Dong doesn't know about this, it's just the few of us!" Fatty Lin said.

"Are you confident in this Azure Bamboo Locking Technique?" I asked after thinking for a moment.

"Absolutely!"

Fatty Lin shook his head and said, "I know this secret technique inside and out. Let me put it this way, I basically know all the secret techniques that have spread from Northeast China!"

"Stop bragging!" I said.

"Don't brag, I'm serious!"

Fatty Lin chuckled, walked to the sofa, and tossed himself in with a creak. He let out a comfortable groan and said, "But, Sister Xuan's ancestral graves probably won't be easy to deal with!"

"How so?" I asked.

"Just one thing, the delay has been too long, and nobody knows what's become inside!" Fatty Lin said.

"Let me tell you, if it weren't for Director Dong's bad luck these past few years, plus her two sons causing her so much trouble, Sister Xuan wouldn't have wanted to deal with this at all!"

Fatty Lin added another sentence.

"What does 'troublesome' mean?" I asked.

I know Director Dong is in trouble; his fantasy blockbuster has become a laughing stock. But his two sons seem to be quite young, so how can they not be a worry?

"Sister Xuan's eldest son does everything!" Fatty Lin said.

"His eldest son is only a teenager, right?" I asked.

"Yes, in his teens, not too old!" Fatty Lin nodded.

"Teenage age, doing all sorts of things?" I wasn't sure if it was the kind of person I was thinking of, so I asked again.

"Just what you're thinking of, they'll do anything!"

Fatty Lin understood what I meant immediately and nodded very firmly.

"He's even more thoroughly depraved than his elder brother, the Dragon Son!"

Fatty Lin added another sentence.

"Is that so?" I frowned.

"Chen Jiafu has fallen from grace, but at least he has his elder brother Long to keep him in check, and he's reached a certain age. As for Sister Xuan's daughter, tsk tsk!"

In the end, Fatty Lin clicked his tongue, not specifying what he had done, but his attitude made it clear that he hadn't done anything good.

Just like he said, he does everything.

The word "what" is used very well!

"So, Sister Xuan thinks there's a problem with the Qingyun Locking Technique?" I asked.

"right!"

Fatty Lin nodded and said, "A few years ago, Director Dong was criticized so much that she didn't even consider taking the job. Now that's no longer an option, her eldest son is completely ruined, and she feels that if she doesn't take the job now, her second son will be ruined too!"

"You're already ruined in your teens?" I asked.

"Anyway, she said she can't change anymore. She's given up on treatment and is putting all her hopes on her second son!" Fatty Lin said.

"Is it that serious?" I asked.

"She made it sound very serious, and I think it's probably true!" Fatty Lin said.

"Actually, she only half-understood the Qingyun Locking Technique when she performed it, but not long after, she became pregnant and took over the position. Regardless of how she got pregnant, she still secured the position!"

"Later, three years later, with the help of that master, she opened the grave again to perform the ritual. After that, that master died, and she sought out other masters to perform the ritual, but none of them were successful!"

"And then you just left it like that for several years?" I said.

"Yes, it's been several years!"

Fatty Lin laughed, pulled out a cigarette and put it in his mouth. "Crazy, let me tell you, she initially thought it wouldn't have much of an impact. The main thing is that during those years, although Director Dong was ridiculed by everyone, he still made a lot of money, and his status didn't decline!"

"For her, Director Dong's status hasn't changed, and she's still made all the money she was entitled to. A little reputational damage doesn't matter. Besides, in other people's eyes, it's just that we don't know how to appreciate things, and that we're just incompetent babbling!"

"What truly pains her is that her eldest son is ruined!"

"Only when she saw her eldest son had become useless did she start to worry!"

"It's too late to worry now!" I said.

"People are worried that their youngest son will also be ruined!" Fatty Lin said.

"You lunatic, let me tell you, judging from Sister Xuan's tone, she doesn't really care much about her eldest son. If he's crippled, so be it. When she talks about him, her expression is indifferent, as if he's not her own son!"

"What about the youngest son?" I asked.

"Her attitude towards her youngest son is completely different. Her worry is obvious. If she wasn't worried about her youngest son being affected, she wouldn't have come to our door!" Fatty Lin said.

"Interesting!" I said.

They're both sons, yet their attitudes towards each other are so different.

"That's quite interesting!"

Fatty Lin exhaled a smoke ring, and a sly smile crept across his face, as if he had just remembered something.

"Alright, everyone's gone. Stop reminiscing. Get up and get ready. See what you need to bring tomorrow!"

As soon as he sticks his butt out, I know what kind of shit he's going to take, so I kicked him.

"knew!"

Fatty Lin snorted and stood up, saying, "Actually, there's not much to prepare. It's mainly about talismans. The only concern is that so many years have passed; who knows what the situation is like inside the grave!"