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Feng Junzi's appearance amused everyone once again. Xiao Yunyi handed over the chopsticks in her hand: "Feng Junzi, you should try my chopsticks. They've been used by me, so they should be fine. If they break again, then there's something wrong with your hands."

Feng Junzi took the chopsticks and tried to pick up the meatball again. The meatball was easily picked up without any problems. Feng Junzi brought the meatball to his mouth but suddenly stopped and put it back in the ashtray. Chang Wu, who was next to him, asked in confusion, "Why didn't you eat the meatball that you finally managed to pick up? Don't waste it if you don't want to eat it."

Feng Junzi blinked and said, "Who knows if there's something strange about the chopsticks or the meatballs? Anyway, I don't dare to eat them. You guys eat them."

Lin Zhenzhen laughed and said, "You have so many tricks up your sleeve."

While the idea was creative, everyone felt a bit uneasy about Feng Junzi's actions, and ultimately no one touched the plate of yin-yang meatballs. This was just a minor incident at the dinner table. (The next day, a local newspaper in Binhai published a news item: A food poisoning incident occurred at a hot pot restaurant, with more than twenty diners sent to the hospital for intravenous drips. As of the time of this report, six people remained hospitalized for observation. The report didn't name the hot pot restaurant, and Feng Junzi and his friends didn't know that the newspaper was referring to that particular restaurant.)

After dinner, it was still early, so the three women suggested going to the mall downstairs for a stroll. The three men were reluctant but couldn't refuse, so they went shopping together. Somehow, they ended up in the women's lingerie section, and seeing the colorful bras and panties hanging on the shelves, the three men stopped, somewhat embarrassed.

A while later, a dispute seemed to have arisen at the counter, and Lin Zhenzhen came out with a serious expression. Feng Junzi quickly asked her what was wrong, and Lin Zhenzhen said unhappily that she was going to talk to the mall's sales representative. After Lin Zhenzhen left, Xiao Yunyi and Yuan Xiaoxia also came out. After inquiring, they learned that the situation was as follows: a brand of underwear was having a promotion, with discounts of 30% to 60% displayed on the counter. Lin Zhenzhen had her eye on a bra priced at 180 yuan, but the discounted price on the receipt was 150 yuan. Lin Zhenzhen calculated that a 60% discount should be 108 yuan, and 150 yuan was clearly not enough to cover the discount advertised at the counter, so she argued with the sales clerk. However, the sales clerk was also aggrieved, saying that this was the price the store sold it for.

Lin Zhenzhen was a worldly person and knew that arguing with the sales clerk would be pointless, so she went directly to the store manager. Soon enough, the store manager silently followed Lin Zhenzhen over, went straight to the counter, and said to the sales clerk, "Give this lady a receipt, 40% off." Then he turned and left.

The sales clerk opened her mouth as if to say something, but the store manager had already left, so she could only write the receipt with a bitter face. Unexpectedly, Lin Zhenzhen said again, "I want to buy two items."

"Miss, didn't you just want to buy one?" The saleswoman's voice was almost crying.

"I've changed my mind. I really like this bra. Since we can sell two if we can only sell one," Lin Zhenzhen said, unmoved.

The sales clerk pleaded, "This is a specialty store. I didn't put the clothes on the wrong shelf, but the store wants me to sell them, so I can't refuse. I just called the distribution manager, and he said the price can't be changed, and I'll be responsible if there's a mistake. Please don't make things difficult for me."

Lin Zhenzhen: "Either the shopping mall is at fault, or your store is at fault. It has nothing to do with me, and I didn't make any unreasonable demands."

In the end, Lin Zhenzhen spent 216 yuan to buy two bras of different colors and left the counter satisfied. The group continued shopping for another half day before reaching the next floor of the mall. Just as they stepped off the escalator, Feng Junzi suddenly said, "Excuse me, you guys go ahead and shop. I need to use the restroom, I'll find you later." He then quickly left.

The group strolled around and waited, but after a while, Feng Junzi still hadn't returned. Lin Zhenzhen said, "Could Feng Junzi have fallen into the toilet and can't get out? What happened until now?"

Xiao Yunyi, who was standing to the side, asked a strange question: "Lin Zhenzhen, how long have you known Feng Junzi?"

Lin Zhenzhen: "What's wrong?"

Xiao Yunyi: "Do you really think he went to the bathroom?"

Lin Zhenzhen asked, puzzled, "Then what did he go to do?"

Of the group, Chang Wu and Feng Junzi had known each other the longest and were the first to react: "This kid has gone to meddle in other people's business again. It's alright, he'll be back in a bit."

Xiao Zhengrong also realized: "I didn't realize that Feng Junzi was such a kind-hearted person."

Yuan Xiaoxia, who was next to Xiao Zhengrong, said, "So that's how it is. I just saw him pulling at the saleswoman at the other counter and asking her questions for a long time. I was wondering what he had to talk about with the woman who sells women's underwear."

Lin Zhenzhen was completely bewildered and asked curiously, "What's wrong with you all? It seems like I'm the only one who's stupid. What on earth did Feng Junzi go about?"

Xiao Yunyi: "This guy probably went to play the hero and save the beauty. The saleswoman was quite pretty, and Feng Junzi probably fell in love with her and couldn't bear to see her being wronged, so he went up to comfort her."

Lin Zhenzhen then realized what was going on and said somewhat unhappily, "So this kid went to impersonate a great philanthropist. Does that make me the villain? No way, I'm going to return the clothes." With that, she turned and ran upstairs.

A little while later, Lin Zhenzhen and Feng Junzi came downstairs chatting and laughing. Lin Zhenzhen was still carrying the shopping bag from the mall, so it seemed she hadn't returned the clothes. As they walked, Feng Junzi said to Lin Zhenzhen, "The clothes were put on the wrong counter. The mall doesn't dare offend the customer, but the distributor isn't afraid to offend a salesperson. While you were talking, I asked the salesperson next to us how to handle this situation, and she said the young girl selling the clothes would have to pay the difference herself. Think about it, she stands there for so long every day and only earns a few hundred yuan a month. Why should we take advantage of her?"

Lin Zhenzhen: "This is not the right way to handle it. It's the distributor's fault that the clothes were put on the wrong counter. Why should the salesperson have to pay compensation?"

Feng Junzi sighed, "What you say makes sense, and you can find a place to reason with them. But not everyone in the world can find a place to reason, unless that salesperson doesn't want this job and this month's salary. Don't you think so?"

Lin Zhenzhen: "Then you should explain yourself clearly. You went and made up some nonsense about my sister being wrong and wanting to refund the money to the sales clerk. Who is your sister?!"

Feng Junzi: "I see you've won the bargain, and I don't want to dampen your shopping enthusiasm."

As they spoke, the two had already joined the others. Xiao Yunyi saw Lin Zhenzhen return with a bag of clothes, and curiously took the bag, opening it as she looked inside, saying, "Why didn't you return the clothes? Huh! You even changed into another one. This one is better than the previous one. What's going on?"

Lin Zhenzhen said with a smile, "Feng Junzi is truly a master!"

"Expert? What kind of expert?" Xiao Zhengrong asked, puzzled.

Lin Zhenzhen: "I originally thought that spending 216 to buy two items was already very cheap, but after Feng Junzi went upstairs, I bought two items for 150. In fact, one of them was better than the original one... I returned one item, and bought the other one for 150. To thank me, the salesperson gave me a free gift worth 268... It turns out that their store also has a promotion, where you can get a free gift worth 268 if you spend 1,000 yuan. The salesperson gave me a free gift."

“But your shopping expenses didn’t reach 1,000 yuan; you only spent 150 yuan,” Yuan Xiaoxia asked.

Feng Junzi interjected, "What does it matter? The salesperson can just find a few more orders under 1,000 yuan to make up the difference and give away a free gift... When I was in college, I worked at a counter selling chocolates, and the free gifts were always given to me to eat myself... That's what it means to make things convenient for others and yourself. Lin Zhenzhen, didn't you see that the salesperson kept thanking you?"

Xiao Zhengrong patted Feng Junzi on the shoulder: "I heard you did business negotiations before you went into securities?"

Feng Junzi: "Yes."

Xiao Zhengrong: "I didn't expect you to be such a master at negotiating prices for women's underwear. I'm truly impressed!"

Part 4: A Pair of Chopsticks, Chapter 26: A Life of Vicissitudes Unrelated to Righteousness or Evil

"What? You want to learn Soul Control Technique!" Xiao Yunyi asked Feng Junzi with wide eyes.

"I'm not here to learn, I just want to ask if the legendary Soul Control Technique really exists in the world."

Xiao Yunyi looked at Feng Junzi with a strange expression: "You could say they exist, or you could say they don't. For many people, ghosts and gods don't exist, but for others, they believe they can use the power of their minds. So-called witchcraft or magic exists, but for ordinary people living in modern society, it's best not to get involved."

Feng Junzi: "I know what you mean, and I've never thought of trying it. I just want to ask, do you know what the consequences of doing so would be?"

Xiao Yunyi: "I don't know what the consequences will be. My grandfather said that to know the consequences, you must first ask what the reason is. Why are you asking this? Is it because of the trend sixty years ago?"

Feng Junzi: "No, if it were my own problem, I would want to solve it with my own strength, but this time I want to help a friend. She is in trouble, but I can't solve it."

Xiao Yunyi: "To help a friend? Male or female?"

Feng Junzi: "It's a woman, and you know her. She's Lin Zhenzhen, the one we had dinner with that day."

Xiao Yunyi smiled mysteriously: "It seems you treat her quite well, but what does this have to do with the Soul Control Technique?"

Feng Junzi sighed, “Human strength is always limited, but some people rely on power, some on wealth, believing they can manipulate the fate of others to serve their own selfish desires. What can an ordinary person like me rely on? Faith? Perseverance? Wisdom? But there are always times when I am powerless. Some people think they are powerful in the material world and don't believe in cause and effect. How can we fight against these people? By fate?”

Xiao Yunyi: "It seems your friend is in quite a bit of trouble, and has already pushed you to the brink. Don't try anything rash when you're desperate. What exactly are you trying to do with the Soul Control Technique? Have you tried it before?"

Feng Junzi: "I once helped a female ghost named Piaopiao. She told me that the power of ghosts can only bewitch people's minds, but cannot touch anything substantial in this world."

Xiao Yunyi: "That's right. This is called suspicion breeds ghosts. In fact, it may not be the power of ghosts, and it can't even prove the existence of ghosts."

Feng Junzi: "But later she told me that things weren't always like that, and she did something for me that I couldn't do."

Xiao Yunyi: "Oh, how did she do it?"

Feng Junzi: "She bit my lip, staining it with my essence and blood."

Xiao Yunyi: "That's possible. Since you know this method, why did you ask me? By the way, she bit your lip, were you kissing?"

Feng Junzi coughed and said, "Do you think you can just randomly encounter a ghost in this world? Luckily, I think I've run into one now, but apart from her voice, I can't make any contact with her."

Xiao Yunyi: "So all you wanted to know after all this was how to make Aoba Masako reveal herself? Aren't you scared now?"

Feng Junzi: "Actually, I've never been afraid."

Xiao Yunyi: "I do know some methods, and I can tell you. However, once you release this soul, you will have to get involved in her affairs from sixty years ago and help her resolve them. Otherwise, you will never be able to get rid of it. Have you thought it through?"

This is a private conversation between Feng Junzi and Xiao Yunyi. Feng Junzi had considered it for a long time and still wanted to make real contact with Qingye Yazi's ghost. Only in this way could he find out about Feng Xingzhi's affairs sixty years ago, which might be able to help Taomu Ling today. Of course, the real reason that made him make this decision was because of Lin Zhenzhen. He didn't know how to solve Lin Zhenzhen's troubles, so he also wanted to use an unseen power.

Feng Junzi had previously revealed his ideas to Chang Wu, but unexpectedly, Chang Wu strongly opposed them, believing that Feng Junzi was doing something unrealistic. Chang Wu, a policeman, believed in conventional laws and decided not to wait for Feng Junzi to act recklessly, but to resolve the issue through normal means.

While Feng Junzi and Xiao Yunyi were talking, Chang Wu also arranged to meet Lin Zhenzhen. This was the first time he had asked Lin Zhenzhen out alone. Lin Zhenzhen had dressed up carefully for the meeting, but what Chang Wu said left her momentarily speechless. Chang Wu didn't beat around the bush; he directly told her that someone had registered a company in her name and might be using it for illegal transactions. Chang Wu provided Lin Zhenzhen with the business registration information for the Nanjing University of Science and Technology Bayi Yaping Fish Farm, but didn't say much else, only suggesting that Lin Zhenzhen report it to the police.

From Chang Wu's perspective, this was also an attempt to protect Lin Zhenzhen. With a police officer's professional instincts, Chang Wu could sense the potentially serious nature of the Bayi flounder fishing grounds. If, as Feng Junzi suspected, someone was secretly providing a nuclear waste storage facility, then the case involved far more than just ordinary people. However, instead of immediately launching an investigation or reporting it, Chang Wu first thought of Lin Zhenzhen, hoping to extricate her from the situation before it was truly exposed. His actions, to some extent, violated discipline.

Lin Zhenzhen was unaware of the serious implications of this situation; she only remembered the time she lost her ID card and someone used it to register a company. She was very interested in the information Chang Wu provided and also extremely grateful to him. Instead of reporting the case directly to the police, Lin Zhenzhen went through an acquaintance to report it to the Administration for Industry and Commerce. The Administration for Industry and Commerce took the matter seriously, recording Lin Zhenzhen's report in detail and stating they would launch an investigation. Everything seemed to be going smoothly, but Lin Zhenzhen had no idea she was in deep trouble.

...

The weather in Binhai at the end of April was gradually warming up, and some girls were even wearing summer dresses on the streets, perhaps showing off their beauty is just human nature. But the weather was uncooperative that day; it was overcast from the morning, and a cold wind accompanied by raindrops swept over pedestrians, with distant thunder rumbling in the distance. Lin Zhenzhen sat in the reporter's office, feeling a bit cold, regretting not wearing an extra coat when she went out that day. Just then, a colleague came in and said to her, "Xiao Lin, the station chief wants to see you in his office."

Lin Zhenzhen reluctantly got up and went upstairs. Their news bureau operated from a twelve-story office building, renting the seventh and eighth floors. Normally, a news bureau wouldn't need such a large space, but the fact that they rented two floors was related to their current station manager. The station manager's surname was Sun, and his name was Sun Weidong. It was a very ordinary name for someone in their thirties, but Sun Weidong's background was anything but ordinary; this office building was actually owned by a company under his name.

Sun Weidong's father originally worked for a ministry in Beijing, and Sun Weidong also did foreign trade business in Beijing and other places. Later, Sun Weidong's father was transferred to Binhai City as the vice mayor, and Sun Weidong also went to Binhai City last year, taking a temporary position as the head of a newspaper's Binhai bureau. This position of bureau head was inconspicuous, barely qualifying as a division-level official, but the newspaper organization in China was quite special. It was neither entirely a party and government agency nor a true enterprise, but its staff were formal state cadres, and it went unnoticed. Sun Weidong only held the position of bureau head; he was usually busy with his own businesses. He had developed real estate, ran a foreign trade company, and also operated several nightclubs and bathhouses. He was rarely seen at the bureau. But today, this "Bureau Chief Sun" came to work and specifically asked Lin Zhenzhen to come over.

Lin Zhenzhen usually disliked seeing this station chief, especially when she made eye contact with him; it always made her feel uncomfortable. However, she had no choice but to go when her superior invited her. Sun Weidong was very welcoming to Lin Zhenzhen when she entered, personally placing a cup of tea in front of her seat as if she were a guest, which made Lin Zhenzhen feel very awkward. After sitting down, Lin Zhenzhen asked, "Station chief, what can I do for you?"

Sun Weidong chatted for a few more minutes about work and life before finally asking, "Xiao Lin, I heard you recently went to the Industry and Commerce Bureau to report a situation. You said someone used your name to register a company as its legal representative. Is that true?"

Lin Zhenzhen was taken aback, not expecting it was because of this. She subconsciously replied, "Yes, there is such a thing. How did you know, stationmaster?"

Sun Weidong smiled, turned around, opened the iron cabinet behind him, pulled out a green folder, took out a few pages of paper, and handed them to Lin Zhenzhen: "Lin Zhenzhen, it's too troublesome to explain, you should read it yourself."

Lin Zhenzhen took the documents with a puzzled look, glanced at them, and was stunned, unable to react for a long time. The documents included business registration change documents, bank account opening change documents, numerous payment and receipt vouchers, several business contracts, and application documents for relevant permits. Some of these documents bore Lin Zhenzhen's personal seal, while others bore her handwritten signature. Lin Zhenzhen didn't know when she had handled these documents, but the facts were undeniable.

Seeing that Lin Zhenzhen remained silent, Sun Weidong smiled and said, "Some of the signatures on these are your own. You're usually too careless; you didn't even look closely at the things tucked inside the newspaper's receipts. Some of the signatures are forged by a master; I'm sure I can't authenticate them. Your seal was made by someone else, but the paperwork is all legal. You've never seen these things before, or even if you have, you haven't paid attention, but these documents are legally valid. Therefore, your complaint to the Industry and Commerce Bureau is not true, and I suggest you withdraw your complaint. If you don't want to withdraw, that's fine too; it's your own business to investigate further."

Lin Zhenzhen then realized what was happening and asked, her face pale, "You arranged all of this? Including the time my ID card was stolen?"

Sun Weidong was still laughing: "I can say that behind closed doors, but once the door is open, none of this has anything to do with me. Lin Zhenzhen, you have no idea how much your company has done. I guarantee that if you knew, you probably wouldn't dare tell anyone."

Lin Zhenzhen: "Why? Why did you choose me? Couldn't you have just picked anyone?"

Sun Weidong: "Although you're careless, you're not stupid. You know I need someone to take the blame just in case. But don't worry, what I do is usually foolproof. As long as you don't say anything, no one else will find you. As for why I chose you, you can only thank yourself for your luck, because I'm interested in you." As he spoke, Sun Weidong's smile revealed a hint of lewdness.

Lin Zhenzhen opened her mouth, but no words came out. Sun Weidong continued, "There's something that surprised me: how did you know all this? It's almost impossible. Can you tell me who provided the information?"

Lin Zhenzhen took a deep breath, seemingly calming down. She stood up and said, "You don't need to know who told me, and I won't withdraw my report. I believe the truth will eventually come out. Even if you framed me, you won't benefit yourself in the end."

Sun Weidong seemed a little surprised by Lin Zhenzhen's reaction: "I didn't expect you to be so strong-willed. I like girls with that kind of personality. You don't need to say anything, and I won't ask. I'll find out who leaked the information myself, and I have ways to make them disappear from the world. People like us have many methods. By the way, Ms. Lin, you don't know what your company has been doing, do you? It's hard to explain to you, but it's a huge international business. Both the underworld and legitimate world in Binhai are at our service... If Ms. Lin gets angry, she'll only end up in jail. She can't touch a hair on my head. But think about it, your parents are still in Binhai. Don't you want them to enjoy their old age in peace? I'm just trying to be helpful, that's why I'm reminding you... I forgot to tell you, our reporter, Xiao Chen, was unfortunately in a car accident just ten minutes ago and can no longer come to work."

It's hard to describe Lin Zhenzhen's feelings after hearing these words. She didn't know what the photographer, Xiao Chen, had to do with this. Was he also one of Sun Weidong's men? Was he involved in this? But Xiao Chen had never said anything to her, and although Lin Zhenzhen had had private contact with Xiao Chen, it was unrelated to this matter. It seemed Sun Weidong had suspected the wrong person; this method was far too ruthless!

Lin Zhenzhen slumped back down, her eyes already red, her hands trembling as she picked up the documents to tear them up. Sun Weidong rushed over and snatched them away, saying sarcastically, "Tearing these up won't do you any good; this is only a small part. Miss Lin, you're highly educated, and I think you understand the law. You know the consequences of this. But don't worry, I won't let you suffer. We're business partners now, and as long as you cooperate, I'll protect you." He then sat down beside Lin Zhenzhen affectionately…

Part 4: A Pair of Chopsticks, Chapter 27: Why Does a Gentleman Become a Thief?

It was early morning, and Chang Wu had just sat down in his office, not even having brewed a cup of tea, when Feng Junzi rushed in. Yuan Xiaoxia, who was sitting opposite him, spotted Feng Junzi first and greeted him with a smile, but Feng Junzi, with red eyes, ignored Yuan Xiaoxia and walked straight towards Chang Wu.

Chang Wu was somewhat surprised to hear Yuan Xiaoxia beckoning to Feng Junzi, as Feng Junzi rarely came to his office, supposedly because he disliked the registration process at the gate. Chang Wu turned to greet Feng Junzi, but Feng Junzi had already grabbed him by the collar and lifted him from his chair. Chang Wu, a burly man, looked quite comical being held by Feng Junzi. Yuan Xiaoxia, not knowing what was happening, quickly came over to stop him. Feng Junzi shouted, "Officer Chang, do you think you're so great just because you're a cop? If I had a gun, I could shoot you!"

Chang Wu was baffled by Feng Junzi's words, but they offended all the police officers in the room, who gathered around. Yuan Xiaoxia quickly pushed the crowd aside and pulled Feng Junzi aside, saying, "Feng Junzi, let's talk this out. What exactly happened?"

Feng Junzi released his grip, pointed at Chang Wu's nose, and said, "It's all his doing. If you can't help people, don't go and harm them." With that, he turned and walked out of the office without looking back.

Feng Junzi came and went in a hurry, and Chang Wu didn't even have a chance to speak before he hurriedly chased after him, finally catching up with Feng Junzi outside the gate. As he ran, he asked, "Feng Junzi, explain yourself clearly. What's wrong with you so early in the morning? You've caused trouble all the way to the police station."

Feng Junzi turned around and stopped, glaring at Chang Wu as he asked, "Was it your idea to have Lin Zhenzhen report the case?"

Chang Wu was taken aback: "Yes, what happened? Did Lin Zhenzhen get into trouble?" He then took out his phone to make a call.

Feng Junzi snatched his phone away: "That's right, Lin Zhenzhen is in trouble. Are you satisfied now? Don't call her. If you don't want to hurt her anymore, you'd better pretend you don't know anything."

Chang Wu: "What exactly happened? How did you find out?"

Feng Junzi: "I heard it from a ghost."

Chang Wu: "Speak properly, don't joke around!"

Feng Junzi: "I'm not joking. I just heard it from a ghost. You can tell me if you want to know, but don't ask Lin Zhenzhen..."

...

At midnight, soft footsteps sounded outside Sun Weidong's office, stopping at the door. A voice whispered, "Ya Zi, do you have a way to hold down the lock?" Then, the door lock clicked softly, followed by the sound of the doorknob turning. The door opened, and Feng Junzi stepped in from the darkness.