Volume 3: Underground Emperor Chapter 28: Golden Sword
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The old man looked at Xie Wendong with a smile. "Rongrong will be in her third year of high school soon. She has to take tutoring classes every day and will be back around eight o'clock!"
Xie Wendong has experienced this, especially during his senior year in high school, when school had to end at 8 o'clock every time. Although he never attended any cram school, his college entrance examination scores were no worse than those of the students who took cram schools. He smiled and said, "I don't think cram school is the best way. Instead, it will increase Rongrong's study burden. The brain cannot rest after a day of tension, which is not good. I also came from high school, and I know how middle school students dislike cram school!"
The old man nodded and said, "Perhaps what you said makes sense, but as a grandfather, I don't have any 'real power'! This matter is decided by Rongrong's parents. It hurts me to see the child studying all day long!"
"By the way, where are Rongrong's parents? Don't they live here? I don't think I've ever seen them once!"
"They... Rongrong's father wants to stay away from me. If they hadn't been on a business trip these days, Rongrong wouldn't dare to live at home alone, so they wouldn't be willing to leave Rongrong with me." Seeing Xie Wendong's questioning eyes, the old man smiled secretly in his heart, and said with a hint of meaning: "The experience three years ago was too much of a blow to Rongrong. She doesn't dare to live alone, and she cries whenever there is thunder outside. Alas!" The old man shook his head and sighed.
Xie Wendong felt a pain in his heart. Yes! She was just a child at that time. Even an adult would not be able to bear the experience of Ma Wu. Xie Wendong was always reluctant to see Jin Rong being wronged. He said to the old man: "Don't worry, old man. I will deal with Ma Wu. I promised to help Rong Rong avenge her!"
The old man smiled and nodded. "I hope you won't let me down!"
The two sat on the big sofa in the square hall. The old man said to the people next to him, "The guests have arrived. Tell the chef to start cooking. We'll have dinner when Rongrong comes back!"
"Yes! Old man!" The person next to him agreed and left.
Xie Wendong asked, "Grandpa, I heard from Lao Lei that the Hongmen is very rich. I wonder if there are any shortcuts to making money?"
"Haha!" the old man said, "I knew you would ask this question! To make money, you must have a wide range of channels. There is white in black and black in white. The Hongmen has its own formal enterprises, and it is also secretly smuggling. You are now mainly relying on selling white powder. To be honest, this thing hurts people, and the money is not coming quickly. Smuggling is different. A big deal is enough for you to sell white powder for a year and still have surplus. The premise is that the relationship must be well-established and the upper door must be strong! As for the others, we have dozens of above-ground or underground casinos in mainland China, Macau, Hong Kong, Taiwan and other places. This is also a good way to make money quickly!" The old man saw Xie Wendong nodding while listening, showing a thoughtful look, and smiled, "In fact, there are many other ways, such as investment, stock speculation, real estate and other white business. The black world can also make money by assassination, buying and selling intelligence, etc. Wendong, you are a smart man, I just told you a general idea, how to go in the future depends on you. Don't rush it!"
Xie Wendong was silent for a long time. The old man's words opened his eyes to a whole new field. He nodded and said, "Thank you, old man, for your words today. They may have a lifelong influence on me. In fact, I have always thought about bleaching my clothes, but now I think there is no need to completely give up the underworld business. As you said, there is white in black and black in white. The best way is to cooperate with each other!"
"Well!" the old man praised, "Young people must have the courage to achieve great things, and their minds must be flexible and adaptable. I think you have both of these qualities, and you will definitely have a place in the world in the future. But don't forget the Tai Chi I taught you, especially the principles in it. Those who are poor will change, and those who change will succeed. Adapting to changes is definitely the key to development!"
Xie Wendong nodded heavily.
Two maids came over and poured tea for the old man and Xie Wendong respectively. The latter thanked him politely. The old man liked this very much. Hongmen valued gifts! He picked up the tea and said, "Come, try the top-grade Longjing tea. I brought it from Xi'an!"
Xie Wendong rarely drinks tea. After hearing what the old man said, he took a sip. It tasted bitter and fragrant, and after tasting it slowly, it also tasted a little sweet. Even someone like Xie Wendong who doesn't know how to taste tea secretly praised in his heart: Not bad, much better than Coke! He praised: "Old man, although I don't know how to taste tea, I can taste it well, haha!"
"Tea tasting requires a calm mind. Only when your mind is free of distractions can you taste the essence of tea." Seeing Xie Wendong's confused face, the old man said, "It has to do with your mentality. When you reach my age, you will understand this mentality!"
"Oh!" Xie Wendong replied vaguely.
The old man changed the subject and said, "Wendong, the Soul Group is a big threat to you. What are your plans? Do you want to take the initiative to fight back or play it safe and defend?"
Xie Wendong's eyes flashed, and he smiled and said, "Defense is not in my nature. Since my debut, the Soul Group has been the biggest threat to me, and now it is my biggest worry. I must get rid of it! But now I am thinking of a feasible solution!"
The old man hummed, "Rigid defense can only work in special circumstances. You know, the attacking party holds the initiative, and whoever holds the initiative on the battlefield can determine the advantage. Attack is always the best defense, but you can't attack blindly. It's still what I taught you, retreat when you meet a strong opponent, take advantage of their weakness, attack their vital points, and kill them with one strike!"
After hearing this, Xie Wendong was silent and thought deeply. The old man knew he was thinking, so he didn't disturb him and drank his tea quietly. After a long time, Xie Wendong suddenly raised his head and said, "I think we can try to retreat in order to advance, maybe we can get unexpected gains!"
The old man did not ask him what specific method he had thought of, but nodded and said, "You are very smart. If you think the method is feasible, just do it without hesitation! Even if you fail, it will be a valuable asset for you in the future. What others teach you is ultimately different. Only by trying it yourself can you gain your own experience!"
Xie Wendong stood up and bowed deeply: "Thank you for your guidance, old man. I may need your help in the future!" Xie Wendong is not a fool. How could he not use such a good backer?
The old man smiled and said, "I don't think I can help you much. I have lived in H City for a long time, and there are still many things waiting for me to deal with at the headquarters. I will leave H City and return to T City in a while!"
Xie Wendong felt extremely disappointed and said "oh".
The old man continued, "Xiao Lei will stay by your side to protect you, so I will feel more at ease. Also, after the matter of the Soul Group has calmed down for a while, I hope you can come to T City to find me and experience the Hongmen in person. It will be beneficial to you, haha!"
Xie Wendong nodded. It would be best if Dong Xinlei could stay. It would be a good thing for him to have an extra helper.
At this time, Jin Rong came back from school and saw Xie Wendong. She was delighted and ran over to ask, "Big brother, when did you come?"
"Haha! I just arrived a while ago!" Every time he saw Jin Rong, he felt like a spring breeze was blowing on his face. It was a strong breath of youth that could melt the ice in Xie Wendong's heart.
"Are your wounds feeling better? Make sure you take the medicine I gave you on time!"
Xie Wendong could only be touched silently in his heart by Jin Rong's sincere concern. He touched the top of Jin Rong's head and said half-jokingly, "Yes, little girl!"
Jin Rong pouted, pulled Xie Wendong's hand away and said dissatisfiedly: "I have grown up, I am not a little girl anymore!"
"Okay! I guess I was wrong, okay?"
The old man stood aside and laughed, and the room was filled with a warm atmosphere.
Soon, the chef brought the prepared food. Seeing the exquisite dishes, Xie Wendong's appetite was aroused. Being with the old man and Jin Rong always felt like being at home. Jin Rong picked up food for Xie Wendong from time to time, saying this was delicious, that was delicious, filling his bowl. The old man laughed and said, "Girls can't be kept at home when they grow up! They forget their grandfather when they see their big brother!"
Jin Rong blushed and said coquettishly, "I'm a guest!"
"Haha!" "Hehe!" Looking at Jin Rong's childish look, the old man and Xie Wendong both laughed.
After dinner, the old man and Xie Wendong chatted while drinking tea. "Old man, I've known you for so long, but I still don't know your name!" When Xie Wendong and the old man learned Tai Chi before, neither of them asked each other's name. After meeting in H City, there was no chance to talk to the old man in detail, so Xie Wendong took this opportunity today to find out.
The old man took a sip of tea and said with a smile: "My name is Jin Peng. When I debuted, my friends in the martial arts world called me Jin Dao. Do you know why?"
Xie Wendong continued: "It must be that the old man is good at using the knife!"
"That's one aspect!" As he spoke, the old man's hand trembled slightly, and a small dagger more than five inches long with golden light fell into his hand. The action was so fast that even Xie Wendong, who was less than two feet away from him, didn't see how the knife got into the old man's hand. The old man played with the golden dagger: "This knife is five inches and two inches long. I have been with it for many years. I don't know how many heroes' blood has been stained with it!" The old man looked at the golden knife, and his eyes emitted a soft light, as if he had seen an old friend. He handed the knife to Xie Wendong: "It's just that I can't use it now, and my friends in the martial arts world have forgotten the golden knife!"
Xie Wendong took it and felt a sinking sensation in his hand. The dagger looked small, but it was heavy and felt very good in his hand. The blade was even sharper, making people dare not touch it easily. Xie Wendong thought it was a good knife. He also knew that the nickname of the old man's golden knife was not because of his last name, Jin, but because of the knife. Xie Wendong looked closely and found that there was a very thin silver wire at the end of the handle. It was difficult to find if you didn't look closely. The silver wire extended to the old man's wrist. Because of the sleeve blocking it, Xie Wendong couldn't see what connected the silver wire, and asked in doubt: "Old man, this is..."
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