Chapter 595
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“Then I’ll go to the wholesale market tomorrow. We’re out of ingredients, and I need to renegotiate with them,” Xiang Qingde said.
Kong Daming hurriedly said, “No need, Uncle Xiang, you rest. I can go.”
“We’ve rested long enough. It’s good to move around, and I’m familiar with that place anyway. With the reopening, there is a lot of work in the store. Many customers have made reservations, waiting to support us once we’re open. You will be busy; I can go tomorrow.” Xiang Qingde waved his hand and insisted.
Kong Daming couldn’t argue with him and could only agree.
When Xiang Beifei got home, he even made a point of talking to his grandfather in front of the living room camera, explaining his reasons for moving out clearly. He just said that he was now making money and didn’t want to live here anymore.
For a martial artist in the Meridian Opening phase, earning enough to support himself was all too simple. As long as the people surveilling their home weren’t foolish, a quick inquiry at school would reveal Xiang Beifei’s current Cultivation Realm. No one would suspect this excuse.
With that, the other party would likely head to his new house. Xiang Beifei wanted to see who would dare to try installing surveillance under his watch.
After discussing this, Xiaohei blocked the camera again.
That night, the grandfather and grandson together packed up everything. And really, they had quite a lot of stuff at home.
“We’ll need to call for a vehicle, and since there’s no elevator, we’ll carry everything down together,” Xiang Qingde was pondering how to move houses more conveniently.
“I can handle the stuff myself, Grandpa doesn’t need to worry, just rest on the side,” Xiang Beifei said.
“How can that be? How can you move so many things by yourself! Grandpa can still work, and I’ll help you carry it,” Xiang Qingde worried that his grandson would exhaust himself, as moving house was back-breaking work.
Xiang Beifei couldn’t help but laugh and say, “Grandpa, why do I always feel like you forget that I’m a martial artist?”
“What does being a martial artist have to do with it? Many martial artists also need to hire people when they move,” Xiang Qingde said.
Xiang Beifei stamped his foot again, and all the packed boxes started floating up, hovering in mid-air.
Light as a feather.
He made the stuff lighter and then used Spiritual Power to lift them up.
Xiang Qingde watched in amazement and said, “I had no idea you could do that!”
Xiang Beifei realized that he had rarely discussed his abilities with his grandfather. He smiled, put everything down, and then glanced at the camera on the ceiling and said, “Don’t worry, from now on, I’ll handle everything. Grandpa, just take it easy.”
Xiang Qingde paused, staring blankly at Xiang Beifei.
Once upon a time, he had carefully protected his grandson, safeguarding his self-respect, instilling him with positive values, and hoping he wouldn’t give up on himself.
But since awakening the System, his grandson had changed—becoming diligent and cheerful, now even a martial artist in the Meridian Opening phase, capable of protecting himself.
It took a while for Xiang Qingde to snap back to reality, and then he smiled, “The Awakening System really is a good thing.”
He suddenly felt his age and the need to be protected by his grandson.
That was a good thing, too. Seeing his grandson so sensible made him happy.
Moving wasn’t difficult. Ordinary N-level Awakeners, if they didn’t have the corresponding space-related Systems, had to hire moving companies, rent a vehicle, incurring expenses.
Xiang Beifei didn’t need to. Xiaohei could create bubbles to do the job.
“Xiaofei is a big star now. We’ll all rely on you in the future!” Kong Daming joked.
“Isn’t being a star tiring? I hear you have to shoot all kinds of films every day,” Lu Zhiwei said curiously.
“That won’t do! Xiaofei has to cultivate,” Lu Hong said seriously. Without realizing, he had already started calling Beifei ‘Xiaofei’, in his mind, Beifei was still primarily a martial artist and should focus on cultivation.
Chen Xiuqin walked in with a smile and said, “I don’t mind telling you, these past few days I’ve received so many calls from talent agencies. They know I’m acquainted with Xiaofei and have been inquiring about related commercial activities. They’re offering a lot of money wondering if Xiaofei would be willing to sign with their company.”
“What did you say?” Kong Daming asked.
“Of course, I said we’d consider it. How could I decide on something like this on my own? We still need to ask for Xiaofei’s opinion,” Chen Xiuqin laughed. She hadn’t agreed to anything yet, but she hadn’t completely refused either, always leaving Xiaofei room for choice.
After pondering for a moment, Xiang Beifei said, “I do need to cultivate, and I don’t have time to shoot movies or commercials. However, when I have time, I can open a column to teach everyone how to kill desolate beasts, so that people won’t panic when they encounter such situations.”
He needed to use his identity to properly guide everyone.
Lu Hong’s eyes lit up, and he nodded, “Right, many civilians, living in inland cities, have too superficial a concept of desolate beasts, and most lack a sense of crisis. Your idea is good.”
Mighty desolate beasts are common for martial artists, but civilians rarely encounter them. As a martial artist, it was natural for Xiang Beifei to engage in promotional activities for fellow martial artists.
“That’s great then, I’ll help you spread the word. As a public figure, you need to specialize in one direction. Since you’re a martial artist, you should promote it in the martial artist’s way,” Chen Xiuqin said.
As someone who worked in the entertainment industry, Chen Xiuqin was acquainted with many stars and knew all about how to market them. As Xiang Beifei’s number one fan and his mother, Chen Xiuqin was eager to help him succeed.