380: Chapter 380: Master Feng Has Returned Too 380: Chapter 380: Master Feng Has Returned Too Zhao Guang didn’t bring anything, but so people had already set off ahead of ti with their items.
Driving all the way to the headquarters of I Am Human Company, Zhao Guang didn’t expect to see so many people here.
There were not as many people last ti he ca, nor those things.
It seems the company is doling out New Year’s gifts, and quite generously too, judging by the envious looks of the people around.
If a certain number wasn’t reached, these people definitely wouldn’t be this envious.
“Older sister, I’m back.
When are we setting off?”
“No rush, we leave in the afternoon, there’s plenty of ti now.”
“You urged to co in the middle of the night yesterday only to leave this afternoon.”
Zhao Yan gave Zhao Guang a disdainful glance, “Aren’t you only available in the middle of the night to care for us re mortals?
I can never find you during normal hours, I thought you had gone off to beco an immortal.”
“Though I’m not, I’m not far off,” Zhao Guang said seriously.
“Then you better work hard.
If our Lao Zhao family could produce an immortal, that really would be sothing out of this world.
If that happens, I’ll make sure to offer incense at your tomb daily.”
“Am I going to be an immortal or a ghost then?” Zhao Guang looked at his older sister, dumbfounded.
“What’s going on over there, why are there so many people?”
Zhao Guang suddenly noticed a commotion up ahead that seed to be coming from his company.
Zhao Yan responded matter-of-factly, “You an that?
It’s just people coming back for the New Year, not just us returning.”
Zhao Guang was surprised, “Coming back for the New Year?
Who else is coming back?”
“Have you forgotten?
We sent quite a few people abroad, those talents are all contracted with our company.
Now that they are coming back for the New Year, of course, we have to arrange everything and keep track of how many are coming so they won’t be hard by petty squabbles from others,” she explained.
“Hard to believe they’d be hard, aren’t they supposed to be enjoying their ti abroad?”
Zhao Guang thought of those masters, then walked ahead on his own, with Zhao Yan following.
Though many did not recognize Zhao Guang, they knew Zhao Yan, the general manager, and quickly made way for her.
As he moved through the crowd, Zhao Guang spotted a familiar face.
Wasn’t that Master Feng Nuhou?
When the others saw the two of them, they began moving to get up, but Zhao Yan quickly gestured for them to stay seated.
Zhao Guang then realized that these people were actually filming a show.
“Is this a new project for our company?”
“No, just an interview with the TV station, but we could consider adding such projects in the future.”
“Let’s not, let them poison foreigners with these things if they must, it’s not worth poisoning our own people, really not worth it.” Zhao Guang knew too well what was happening.
“What do you an it’s not worth it?
You think you can stop them?”
Ever since the video of Zhao Guang causing trouble went viral, everyone believed that the world truly contained enlightened people.
There will always be so people who do unreasonable things, how could Zhao Guang possibly stop them?
Just then, a journalist up front began to speak, “Hello, I’m Journalist Nei Han.
What was your greatest impression of your ti abroad with the ‘Little Day-tirs’?”
What, Nei Han?
Zhao Guang looked at this familiar figure.
He was the guy who blew the whistle on him for driving pigs.
“An impression, well, it’s that these ‘Little Day-Tirs’ are just too anthropomorphic.”
“Anthropomorphic?
Can you explain what you an?” Nei Han’s face was full of curiosity.
“Well, how should I put it?
I feel that the things these ‘Little Day-Tirs’ do are pretty much like those done by humans; there’s nothing very different.” Master Feng pondered thoughtfully.
“What do you an?
Are you saying these ‘Little Day-Tirs’ are not human?”
“Are they human?” Master Feng said, surprised and seemingly unconvinced.
“Cut this part out.
We can’t let international viewers see it, as it might cause disputes,” Nei Han quickly told the cara operator, who signaled an ok gesture to show there was no problem.
Nei Han quickly changed the topic, “Master Feng, besides coming back for the New Year, is there anything else?”
“Yes, the ‘Little Day-Tirs’ need more talent, though there are so things I just can’t hoodwink…
explain,” he corrected himself.
“Recruiting talent, what kind of talents are you looking to recruit?
Aren’t you just martial arts masters?”
Master Feng shook his head, “Martial arts is martial arts, but you can’t just casually attain a high level of mastery.
It requires Spiritual Energy.
What is Spiritual Energy, do you know?”
The crowd shook their heads, and Master Feng’s expression beca smug.
“Spiritual Energy, as the na suggests, is a kind of sentient special force, which can be sumd up as Feng Shui.”
Really?
Zhao Guang found it strange; he never ntioned these things, did he?
“Good Feng Shui can enhance efforts manifold; bad Feng Shui makes all nourishnt ineffective.
But what kind of place is ‘Little Day-tirs’?
It’s an earthquake zone, constantly experiencing earthquakes and volcanic eruptions, nothing good there.”
“That makes sense, so you’re saying ‘Little Day-Tirs’ has bad Feng Shui then?”
“Do you think their Feng Shui is good?” Everyone stared at each other, grasping so new understanding.
“So, you ca back this ti because…”
Master Feng stated plainly, “Of course, to scout for so Feng Shui masters.
Right now, ‘Little Day-Tirs’ has a huge demand for them, too bad they don’t have any themselves.”
Zhao Guang understood, “Looks like those unemployed Feng Shui masters will find work again.”
Zhao Yan also nodded, “And it’s well-paid work, because this isn’t sothing just anyone can do.”
If those so-called masters need eloquence, then Feng Shui masters need not only eloquence but also so professional knowledge, otherwise how can you hoodwink others?
Before Zhao Guang could say anything, Zhao Yan had already instructed a person nearby, “You go quickly, find out about those who know Feng Shui.
Also, put out a recruitnt notice that those who understand Feng Shui and get trained can work in ‘Little Day-Tirs’ with good pay.”
Truly decisive, older sister reacts faster than I do in this regard.
If he didn’t know his sister had never trained, he would have thought her spiritual power was stronger than his in that mont.
“Alright, why are you looking at ?
Look at the master.
You see, other masters are also about to be interviewed.”
Zhao Guang was speechless; the developnt of this industry, was it really worth it?
He continued watching as the others, quite similarly, all talked about needing Feng Shui masters.
Once this news spread, those who practiced Feng Shui were likely to rise from the ashes once more.
Feudal superstitions harm people, Zhao Guang felt a sense of guilt, wondering how he could have let such things out.
He needed to find a way to get all these things sent abroad.
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