My daily mountain driving, I met a fox at the beginning and got married

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone, followed by a somewhat helpless explanation.

“Young Master Chen, you’re clearly taking your anger out on me. I’m not like him. Besides, what hypocrite? Aren’t all businessmen like that? Sigh, why didn’t you learn your father’s skills? Clearly…”

Before the other party could finish speaking, Chen Anshui impatiently hung up the phone.

Chen Anshui was furious, and the raging anger in his eyes made it clear to anyone that it was best not to provoke him at that moment.

Zhang Hao smiled and comforted him, "These kinds of people talk a good game, but their actions are no different from those of Jin Buhuan. You don't need to take it too seriously. If you get angry, you might just fall into their trap."

Chen Anshui took a deep breath, and his originally angry eyes gradually calmed down, his gaze becoming firm and steady.

"Mr. Han is right. I shouldn't have lost my temper at this critical juncture. Anger will cloud my judgment."

"This kid's progress is pretty rapid," Han San thought to himself, then gave him an approving look.

After finishing their meal, the three went to the park next door, intending to continue discussing how to deal with Wei Yuze.

However, before they could even speak, an interview with Wei Yuze began playing on the park's large screen.

In the interview, Wei Yuze wore a high-end custom-made suit, his hair was neatly combed, and he exuded the aura of a successful person. He looked like a typical elite.

In addition, his tall and handsome figure drew enthusiastic applause from the female audience members as soon as the interview ended.

Even the host commented that his image is the typical domineering CEO from novels.

Chen Anshui stared at the screen, his disdain almost palpable: "What valuable things can someone with no real talent say in an interview?"

Han San felt that his assessment of this person might have been somewhat hasty.

This young man is still a bit impulsive.

On the screen, Wei Yuze answered the host's questions fluently.

Do you think that timing or personal ability was more important in your success today?

"Timing is certainly important, but if you don't have the strength, you won't be able to seize the opportunity even if it's right in front of you. In business, being able to identify and firmly grasp an opportunity is itself a kind of strength."

"Mr. Wei, I heard that you performed only so-so when you were working for someone else. Why have you shown such strong work ability after starting your own business? Could it be that you didn't put your heart into your previous job?"

"That's not the case. It's just that my previous job didn't require me to demonstrate outstanding abilities, and my work performance at the time was worthy of the salary my boss paid me."

"Mr. Wei, you have now become a typical successful person. I wonder what your views are on your past self, and what your plans are for the future?"

"I owe my current success to my past hard work. What I want to tell everyone is that if you want to achieve something great, start taking action now. Whether it's accumulating financial resources or studying hard, it's never too late to start."

"Currently, most companies are experiencing a phenomenon of unpaid overtime work and intense competition. What are your thoughts on this?"

"Bosses also need to make a profit. Competition can create higher economic value and also demonstrate the work ability of young people. I think it's a good thing."

During the interview, the host asked Wei Yuze what his views were on entrepreneurship and whether he supported college students and young people starting their own businesses right after graduation.
Wei Yuze's answer was like a bowl of chicken soup for the soul, encouraging college students to work hard. In short, he described his entrepreneurial journey in a very inspiring and encouraging way.

If one didn't know him personally, even someone like Han San would almost have been moved by him.

"This guy talks such a good game about himself, sometimes I even think he makes a lot of sense. What do you guys think?" Han San asked the two people next to him, looking at the big screen in the park.

Chen Anshui said without hesitation, "His brother only knows how to cause trouble in secret. He dares to work hard? That's laughable. On the surface, we can't find any problems, but I'm sure that the capital he used to start his business either came from his brother or came from dubious sources! It's definitely worth our continued in-depth investigation."

Zhang Hao, a man of wide experience, commented on this answer without hesitation: "This is just a typical example of empty talk! It would be truly pathetic to believe it."

For example, talk about hard work. Don't young people these days work hard? But how can they possibly succeed easily? Because they simply don't have the capital to start a business, nor can they afford the cost of trial and error.

Furthermore, saying that involution is good is utter nonsense; it's purely an opinion expressed from the perspective of the exploiters. From the employee's point of view, working overtime without overtime pay—what's the difference between that and freeloading?

Wanting people to work overtime but not wanting to pay them accordingly—isn't that just being stingy and miserly?
As the three were chatting, Han San and Chen Anshui suddenly sneezed at the same time.

The two subconsciously rubbed their arms. Just now, a cold wind blew in without warning, and even under the sun, they felt a bone-chilling cold.

Because of his own strength, Zhang Hao didn't feel particularly cold. He squinted slightly, following the direction of the wind, and raised his hand to shield his eyes.

At this moment, pedestrians who were playing in the park also shivered.

"Ah!"

"so cold!"

Is winter coming early?

The pedestrians in the park all wrapped their clothes tightly around themselves.

Zhang Hao turned his head and looked around, and saw a locust tree in the distance, in the direction from which the cold wind had blown.

That locust tree was very thick and looked quite old; it was considered a landmark plant in the park.

Zhang Hao raised an eyebrow slightly and walked towards the tree without saying a word.

The two people beside him saw him walk over, so they wrapped their clothes tighter and followed him quickly.

Chen Anshui was just starting out and didn't understand many things, so he didn't notice anything unusual about the tree. Han San, on the other hand, sensed something was off, but he wasn't sure what it was.

Both of them looked at Zhang Hao with puzzled expressions.

"Honestly, if there's anything wrong, just call someone directly. Why blow this eerie wind? What if an elderly person with insufficient yang energy passes by and gets hurt by your wind? What are you going to do then?"

Zhang Hao walked behind the locust tree, stood in the shade, avoiding most people's view, and said thoughtfully to the locust tree.

He seemed to be talking to himself, which gave Chen Anshui goosebumps, but in the end he didn't say anything.

"I know there aren't any elderly people or children with weak yang energy nearby, that's why I dared to blow like that..."

A faint voice sounded, like someone whispering in their ears, explaining in a pitiful tone. However, after carefully looking around, they saw no trace of any ghost.

"You don't need to resort to this to get my attention. Tell me, what do you want from me?"

Zhang Hao spoke calmly to the air, his composed demeanor leaving Chen Anshui speechless.

Actually, Chen Anshui was somewhat scared. If it were him, he would probably have been so frightened that his legs would have gone weak.

“I…I want my body to be laid to rest. I…I’m an orphan, and I didn’t buy a burial plot before I died. Mr. Han, could you help me find my body and bury it? I don’t want to spend my whole life in water; the feeling of being soaked in water is just too unbearable.”

Zhang Hao nodded. This was not a difficult task for him. He was already very skilled at transporting corpses, and it would be a good opportunity to train Chen Anshui.

"Okay, where is your body?"

"It's in the Jiangshanhe Street Park area, it's submerged in the river. By the way, please be careful when you go there, and never play in the water, or you could easily drown!"

Chen Anshui got goosebumps all over. After the sound disappeared, he rubbed his arms, gasped, and asked, "Mr. Han, are you going to help that ghost?"

"I suppose so. You should learn some real skills from me. Here's what we'll do: go back and read this manual tonight, then start practicing according to what's in it. Ask me anytime if you don't understand anything. Tomorrow, go and bring the corpse back."

As for Han San, he was assigned to liaise with relevant departments, since death needs to be registered and funeral home arrangements also need to be made.

Nowadays, corpse-driving involves many things. Not only do you need to master the skills, but you also need to be familiar with various secular procedures.

Chen Anshui took the notebook from the other party and promised that he would study it carefully.

When he got home that night, he opened the notebook and began practicing according to the instructions.

Communicating with a corpse? By using the yin energy emanating from the corpse, one can stimulate the yin energy within the human body to collide with the corpse's death energy...

As he practiced, Chen Anshui fell asleep without realizing it.

In his dream, he felt like he had become an emotionless staff member, questioning a corpse about its cause of death. Surprisingly, the corpse answered honestly.

“I was an orphan who went to college on loans. I got into a prestigious university through my own efforts and found a good job. I was very happy when I first started working. In my excitement, I drank some alcohol one night and went for a walk by the river to relax. I accidentally fell into the river and drowned… My body is probably unrecognizable from being submerged. I hope you can help me tidy it up.”

As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Anshui felt his perspective suddenly shift, and he became the one who had spoken. He felt like he had become that corpse, his whole body soaked in water, the cold, bloated feeling sending chills down his spine.

Moreover, through the sensations emanating from the corpse, Chen Anshui was able to roughly pinpoint its exact location.

The Xiangxi corpse-driving technique is the secret method recorded in the booklet that Mr. Han gave him before. It is said that when practicing this secret technique, if a person has extraordinary talent, they may inexplicably experience spiritual connections and even receive dreams from the corpses.

Thinking of the message from the corpse, Chen Anshui pondered that he might have unknowingly become a medium.

However, this is not bad either. Once the location of the body is determined, the operation can be launched as soon as possible.

The next morning, while having breakfast, Chen Anshui told Zhang Hao about his dream from the previous night and said he planned to retrieve the body that very night.

"Because there are many people along that riverbank, both day and night. There are far fewer people at night, which makes it easier to move around and avoids disturbing others."

Zhang Hao nodded after hearing this, thinking that he had considered things very thoroughly. He then turned to Han San beside him and said, "You should go with him too. Be in charge of checking for any omissions or errors, so that he won't cause any trouble."

Han San gave an "OK" sign, indicating that he would take care of everything.

The day was gloomy, and the night wind carried a chill, especially along the riverbank, where people often came to stroll and relax after get off work.

After getting off work, Jiang Chen sat alone in a corner, holding a glass of beer in his hand, gazing at the bright moon in the sky, slowly savoring his drink.

The moon in the sky was exceptionally bright.

"I wonder if my younger brother is also gazing at this bright moon? I wonder if he ever misses his family?"

Jiang Chen felt increasingly uneasy as he read on. His younger brother had been abducted by human traffickers when he was a child. His parents searched for him for many years, but in the end, the family could no longer support themselves and had to give up.

Now that their parents are both ill, their only wish is to receive news of their younger brother.

However, in this large country with over a billion people, finding a single person precisely is like finding a needle in a haystack—it's simply impossible.

Thinking of her parents' increasingly frail health, Jiang Chen felt a pang of sorrow.

"Whether he's dead or alive, at least give us a definite answer! This uncertainty about his fate keeps our parents worried... Sigh..."

The more Jiang Chen looked at it, the more upset she felt.

It was already late at night, and the number of pedestrians on both sides of the river was gradually decreasing. Especially in the past few days, the wind along the river had become increasingly cold, and people were all going home at this time.

Jiang Chen was lost in her grief when she caught a glimpse of two men riding a motorcycle towards her from the corner of her eye.

After they stopped their motorcycles, one of them held a small notebook, while the other held a bell and jingled it.

The sound of this bell is somewhat similar to the soul-summoning bell used during burials in their rural village.

Only then did Jiang Chen realize that, without him noticing, there was no one else in the area. He sat on a bench under a tree, shrouded in shadow, and dressed in black; the other person seemed completely unaware of him.

What are they doing here in the middle of the night?
Seeing that the two of them were riding the same motorcycle to this famous dating spot, could they be on a date?
But it doesn't look like it.

Jiang Chen felt something was amiss and unconsciously began to pay closer attention.

Suddenly, he saw the young man on the other side shaking a bell, pacing back and forth along the riverbank, muttering to himself, and then "plop!" he jumped into the river!

Jiang Chen was quite frightened. What was wrong with this guy? Was he going to jump into the river to commit suicide in the middle of the night?
Without thinking twice, Jiang Chen shouted to another man on the opposite bank, "Call an ambulance! Call the police!"

He had learned to swim in the countryside when he was a child and was known as the "white streak in the waves" in the village. Jiang Chen didn't have time to hesitate and plunged into the river.

After jumping into the water, Chen Anshui held his breath, preparing to summon the corpse. However, just as he shook the soul-summoning bell in his hand, a figure suddenly jumped down from the river and pulled him upstream. (End of Chapter)