I open a restaurant in Mysterious Recovery

Chapter 733 Wei Jing's Determination

The ghost taxi drove along the road shrouded in white mist, with no scenery on either side, making it look extremely monotonous.

Lin Yuan, however, kept looking out the window, seemingly admiring some beautiful scenery. He was so engrossed that Tong Qian and Liu Qingqing, who originally wanted to say something in the car, had to quiet down.

Time passed second by second, and Guo Fan, the driver, was already sweating.

Is it hot?

Despite it being the height of summer, it's not hot at all here, as if the ghost taxi has a built-in permanent air conditioner, making it warm in winter and cool in summer.

Guo Fan was sweating because he was nervous, worried, and...

"Xiao Guo, have you thought about your future career plans?" Lin Yuan suddenly asked.

Guo Fan's heart skipped a beat, and his body trembled slightly.
Could it be that the "store manager" knows that I once wanted to replace him?

"I haven't thought about it carefully. But I think it would be great to drive for you, Brother Yuan," Guo Fan said, trying to keep his tone calm.

Lin Yuan shook his head. "You can't drive for me for the rest of my life. Look at Xiao Liu, she opened a branch after Xiao He, and Xiao Tong is thinking about it too. But what about you? You're using your quota to trade. Of course, I don't mind how you use the benefits the store gives you, but you can't really do this for the rest of your life, can you?"

In the world of ordinary people, Lin Yuan's words would be seen as genuine concern for his subordinates and care for the employees of the Peace Hotel.

But this is a supernatural world!

Guo Fan was frantically thinking, trying to figure out why the "store manager" said that and what he was thinking. At the same time, he was also responding to Lin Yuan's question, "Brother Yuan, boss, you don't mean you're disgusted with me and think my driving skills are bad, do you?"

"You! Since you don't want to answer, then forget it. But if you have time, it's best to think about it carefully. As Xiao Zhang said, 'Once a move is made, there's no going back.' There's no medicine for regret in this world. Once a decision is made, it's for life. And Xiao Liu, Xiao Tong, I'll pass this on to you as well." After Lin Yuan finished speaking, he closed his eyes to rest.

Guo Fan didn't say anything more. Liu Qingqing quickly responded, then glanced at Tong Qian beside her and snorted inwardly.

Half an hour later, the ghost taxi stopped at the Peace Hotel bus stop. Lin Yuan woke up and got out of the car. "Xiao Guo, you can take Xiao Tong home. Xiao Liu, do you need Xiao Guo to take you home?"

"No, I'll stay at the hotel too. I'll bring you breakfast tomorrow morning, Brother Yuan." Liu Qingqing got out of the car, a clean and sweet smile on her face.

Lin Yuan nodded, without refusing.

Guo Fan took Tong Qian back to headquarters. For half an hour in the car, neither of them spoke, both digesting what Lin Yuan had just said.

I want to figure out what "store manager" really means.

However, it wasn't until they returned to headquarters and arrived at Cao Yanhua's office that they recounted in detail what had happened between them and the "store manager."

Of course, since there were no secrets today, the two of them could talk about it without being "condemned" by the Heart of White Mist.

Lu Zhiwen took notes, enriching the series of supernatural files about the Peace Hotel and Lin Yuan.

"The store manager hasn't commented, which is the best answer. Now it's up to Wei Jing. If he can really seize this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, it will be a huge boon for headquarters. Guo Fan, Tong Qian, you two should go and rest. You have to go to the Peace Hotel tomorrow morning, so conserve your energy." Cao Yanhua breathed a sigh of relief.

After such a lively evening, I finally heard some good news.

Regarding Guo Fan's career planning, Cao Yanhua thought for a moment and said, "The store manager values ​​you so much, I suppose he's planning to give you more responsibility. We need to analyze each situation specifically, Guo Fan. Everyone needs to be in charge of their own life, so we can't help you this time. Only you know what kind of life you want. Follow your heart, understand?"

Such sincere words instantly calmed Guo Fan's anxious heart. "Thank you, Minister. I understand."

Tonight, I'm destined to be sleepless.

Lu Zhiwen's condition did not deteriorate further under Qin Lao's suppression, but it did not improve either.

If they continued like this, it would only be a waste of Qin Lao's life. Lu Zhiwen stayed up until 5:30 in the morning.

“I’ve made up my mind. I’m going to talk to the store manager about my problem,” Lu Zhiwen said calmly.

Old Qin looked at him seriously and said, "Have you thought it through? The White Mist Ghost Domain is not a good place. If you really use the shopkeeper's power to suppress your own state, you will also be corrupted by the supernatural at the same time."

Lu Zhiwen said calmly, "I've actually already been affected, haven't I?"

Before Old Qin could answer, he continued, "When I first went to the Peace Hotel to investigate, I was already affected by that dish. So, everything I've been doing all this time has been nothing but self-deception. Isn't that right?"

"Hey."

Old Qin got up unsteadily, leaned on his cane, and slowly left. He said nothing, neither admitting nor denying, which seemed more like tacit agreement.

Lu Zhiwen didn't care about this. He looked at Wei Jing and said, "It seems you've failed."

"Without the puzzle pieces, it's really difficult for me to influence it. And the time is too short, only three or four hours, I don't know what to do."

Wei Jing did not lie; in fact, he had already made it clear last night.

However, this opportunity was too rare. We had finally managed to get some time from the "store manager," and we absolutely couldn't give it up like this.

Unfortunately, he ultimately failed.

"Have you ever considered that you don't only have the path of becoming a ghost messenger? Just like Guo Fan, he has already chosen another path, and it's very feasible," Lu Zhiwen asked.

Wei Jing shook his head. "He's playing with fire. Even if he gains power, he'll be at the mercy of others. But that's his choice, and I have no right to interfere. However, we still need to be cautious, just like Minister Cao."

Cao Yanhua, along with Li Jun and his group, were guarding not far away.

Hearing Wei Jing say that about him, the corner of his mouth twitched involuntarily, but he did not refute it.

He was indeed very wary of Guo Fan, so he only gave the most sincere advice. This sincerity was genuine, but it was also true that he did not offer any assistance from headquarters.

Otherwise, such a large headquarters couldn't possibly lack even one person to help with analysis.

It's important to know that at headquarters, a large number of top experts from various fields across the country have already been mobilized, including linguistics experts and micro-expression experts, to fully study the "store manager's" personality, preferences, and so on.

Sometimes, it's even possible to analyze certain scenarios.

If Cao Yanhua hadn't held back, then Guo Fan should have been allowed to communicate with these people to arrive at a more accurate answer, rather than having Guo Fan rely solely on his own thinking.

However, his warning was indeed serious; otherwise, Guo Fan, who had worked at the Peace Hotel for so long, wouldn't have been completely oblivious to anything amiss. "Lu Zhiwen isn't in good shape right now and can't drive the ghost bus. How about we take a ghost taxi instead? Guo Fan, is that alright?" Cao Yanhua asked.

Guo Fan shook his head. "I have no problem with it, and there's room for Lu Zhiwen and Wei Jing too. But what about the ghost messengers? Will they also take a taxi?"

Ghost Messenger Lao Fan was knocked unconscious by a supernatural bus and is currently in a dormant state, making it impossible for him to get on the bus on his own.

Getting it onto the car wasn't a big deal.

You can simply put the gold in a woven bag and leave it in the car, which works at headquarters, but what about at the Peace Hotel?
Aren't you afraid that the "shop manager" will have a problem with treating Ghost Messenger Lao Fan like this?

No, the "store manager" will definitely have objections.

“Let’s use a stretcher. We don’t have any other equipment, so a stretcher will do,” Wei Jing suggested. “A stretcher made of gold. We already considered this last night and have made preparations.”

As they were speaking, someone brought over a stretcher made of gold.

Guo Fan shook his head upon seeing this. "It's the same problem as before. We can use the golden stretcher here, no problem, but the gold probably can't be transported to the Peace Hotel by the ghost taxi. What do we do once we get there?"

“It’s my duty to bring the ghost messengers in,” Wei Jing said calmly.

Guo Fan opened his mouth, but ultimately said nothing more.

Since Wei Jing was willing to go to such lengths, he had nothing to say. However, he also needed some protection. Otherwise, how could he accept that he had put in so much effort but received nothing in return?
Seeing Guo Fan looking over, Cao Yanhua said, "Don't worry, headquarters will provide you with the necessary support in the future."

"Alright, I trust you, Minister Cao."

Guo Fan nodded in satisfaction, then got into the car with Tong Qian, Lu Zhiwen, and Wei Jing. Ghost Messenger Lao Fan was also carried into the car on a stretcher and placed in the passenger seat, where he sat quietly.

The golden stretcher was also brought out; it was necessary to test the waters first.

After preparing everything, Guo Fan started the ghost taxi. As the white mist ghost domain appeared ahead, he drove the ghost taxi straight into it.

pat!

The moment the ghost taxi disappeared along with the white mist ghost realm, the golden stretcher fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

"Gold cannot be affected by supernatural forces, and Professor Wang's papers are still becoming more valuable."

Looking at the gold stretcher that had fallen to the ground, Cao Yanhua suddenly thought of a question: "How did Fang Shiming manage to bring the gold into the Peace Hotel to store that squid blood and ghost blood?"

Everyone was stunned.

Before anyone had thought about it in detail, they all felt something was off when they suddenly heard Cao Yanhua's question.

Yes, how did Fang Shiming manage to do that?
Half an hour later, the ghost taxi arrived at the Peace Hotel bus stop again, just one minute before six o'clock.

"Old Wei, although the ghost messenger is now dormant, contacting it could lead to terrible harm. You need to understand that," Guo Fan warned.

Tong Qian also said, "Xiao Guo is right. Now that the ghost messenger has been sent here, we should go to the shop and tell the manager. I believe he will send someone to handle it."

"I know, thank you for your concern, but I had no choice." Wei Jing shook his head, his expression resolute.

No choice?
Is it that there was truly no other choice, or did they cut off their own escape route?
No one knew, but Wei Jing had already gone this far, and no one was willing to stop him anymore. They just silently watched Wei Jing get out of the car, go to the passenger seat, and bend down to hug the ghost messenger, Lao Fan.

The moment they made contact, Wei Jing's body trembled as if he had been injured. Then, with a burst of strength, he gritted his teeth and picked up the ghost messenger, Lao Fan, and turned to walk onto the bluestone path.

The group exchanged glances, then got out of the car and followed.

The ghost messenger, Lao Fan, was very tall, even larger than Wei Jing. It looked quite awkward for Wei Jing to hold him in his arms.

This is still secondary.

When Wei Jing came into contact with the body of the ghost messenger Lao Fan, he felt an extremely cold aura constantly invading his body through the point of contact.

Supernatural entity, possessed!
Wei Jing was a top-notch ghost tamer before, so he knew very well what this feeling was, and he also knew that it was just the instinct of the ghost messenger Lao Fan.

If you can't even handle this...

Wei Jing wasn't moving fast; the ghost messenger Lao Fan in his arms was putting too much pressure on him. Fortunately, the road wasn't particularly long, and he gritted his teeth and persevered.

Nothing happened along the way.

At this time, most of the employees of the Peace Hotel are at the hotel. It's just that the "manager" has been coming back too late these past few days; otherwise, he should be preparing for the morning meeting.

He Yuelian was cleaning the shop with the King Twins.

Xianglan was also cleaning the ghost piano and helping He Yuelian with the cleaning, showing great enthusiasm, initiative and seriousness.

Liu Qingqing was busy in the kitchen, preparing breakfast for Lin Yuan.

Only the watchdog, Hungry Ghost Old Flower, was at the door. It squatted down and called out "Welcome~" to Wei Jing and the others, then tilted its head and looked at them.

Until the group entered the gate.

Their arrival surprised He Yuelian, especially seeing Wei Jing carrying the ghost messenger Lao Fan; the scene was truly shocking.

"What are you..."

"Wei Jing, let go of Lao Fan!"

Fang Shiming rushed out of the kitchen, his pupils bloodshot, looking like a wounded lone wolf, ready to tear the person in front of him to pieces.

"Xiao Fang, calm down!"

Tong Qian, Lu Zhiwen, and Guo Fan all stood in front of Wei Jing, facing the enraged Fang Shiming directly.

Fang Shiming's cold gaze swept over the three of them, and he sneered, "Fine! Fine! Fine! You think you can bully the few just because you have more people? Well, let Brother Yuan judge you after he comes down! But before that, Wei Jing, you're holding onto my partner right now, are you really planning to become my mortal enemy? Don't forget, Lao Fan and I are a couple approved by Brother Yuan. Are you questioning Brother Yuan's decision?"

(End of this chapter)