Chapter 135: The reborn of paranoid boss cannon fodder wife
Chapter 135: Long-Distance Yearning
Bai Lu picked up the receiver and placed it by her ear.
On the other end, there was the sound of wind blowing, the distant hooting of ships passing on the river.
But there was no familiar deep, mellow voice of a man.
Wondering where he might be, Bai Lu tentatively called out that name, "Xiao Cheng?"
The receiver immediately responded, "Hmm."
His low, slightly lazy voice, amidst the chaotic sounds around, sounded exceptionally clear.
"Have you eaten?" Bai Lu, searching for something to say, anything really.
Talking on the phone felt different from face-to-face conversations; there was an odd sensation of ambiguity.
The man on the other end responded with a simple "Yes." After a moment of silence, he spoke again, "Finished washing the clothes?"
Bai Lu, not understanding his mundane inquiries, absentmindedly scratched the edge of the table with her fingers.
"Yes," she replied.
"Aren't you here yet?"
Regardless of his previous statement about the longer time it takes to travel by water to Guangdong, Bai Lu decided to ask. It was said; it couldn't be taken back.
Not waiting long, a laugh echoed from the other side, "The day after tomorrow."
That faint chuckle seemed to mock her poor memory or maybe appreciate her care.
Bai Lu covered the receiver, turned around, poured a glass of water, and drank it in a few sips.
Her scattered thoughts gradually returned to normal, and her words flowed smoothly as she continued, "When you reach another province, be careful not to act recklessly. Don't get into fights easily; it's a complex world out there, and even a strong dragon can't suppress a local snake. You know this better than I do."
"Confrontations only lead to your disadvantage. Endure for a while, compromise when needed. If you can't stand it, try not to resort to physical violence in public. It's not like in Nan City, Ping Cheng, or Xin Zhen, where someone might come to your aid."
Outside is a world of interests; with money, you're a big shot; without it, you're a victim.
On the other end of the phone, Xiao Cheng leaned on the ship's railing, listening silently to the girl's lengthy advice.
In her words, he could almost see her standing in front of him, speaking softly, with the sweet smile on her face.
The way she looked when she scolded him.
The smile when she served him food with extra chili.
When she turned her back on him in bed.
The images became clearer, and Xiao Cheng's brow, initially cooled by the wind, warmed under the moonlight. His deep and mellow voice lowered a bit more.
"Got it."
A simple acknowledgment, but it reminded Bai Lu of a stubborn three-year-old: "It's not just about understanding; you need to take it to heart. I'm not joking with you."
Xiao Cheng looked up at the moon in the sky, imagining a face that spoke with a sincere expression. The corners of his mouth slightly lifted.
"All right."
"I'll listen to you."
The promise of a big brother was more effective than that of a three-year-old.
Satisfied, White Lu continued her advice. "There are many fraudsters and pickpockets outside. If you sell the logs, keep the money safe. Regular backpacks are unreliable; pickpockets can easily open them with a small knife."
"Be cautious when staying in a hotel at night. Not only protect your money but also beware of scams like the 'Jumping Immortal.' Don't accept business cards handed through the door crack; it's a trap."
At home, with Xiao Cheng's notorious reputation, no one dared to play tricks on him like slipping business cards.
But outside is a different story.
No one knows who Xiao Cheng is, and nobody cares. Knowing who has money is enough for scammers to set traps.
In the future, dealing with silly people requires silly methods. Dealing with smart people involves a sophisticated and secretive set of customized tactics.
Forget about a novice kid just entering society; even well-known entrepreneurs in the future had fallen victim to traps set by competitors, eventually stepping down from their established companies.
At this moment in the past, Xiao Cheng and Luo Shiliu were still in the police station, and Xiao Wei was missing. There were no tales of impressive achievements or the lumber trade in another province.
Now, their paths have changed, and they headed south early. The encounters and events would be different.
Bai Lu couldn't guarantee that they wouldn't encounter the "Jumping Immortal." Reminding them a bit more wouldn't hurt.
On the other end of the phone, Xiao Cheng leaned on the ship's railing, his left ear filled with the sound of the rolling river.
"Anything else?" he asked.
Bai Lu hesitated for a moment before inquiring, "How did you make this call? You haven't reached the other province yet, and back in this time, there are no wireless or satellite phones on ships. What did you use?"
Curiosity was always accompanied by action in Bai Lu's case.
"A mobile phone," came the reply.
Ah... It perfectly fits the identity of a big brother.
Big brothers use big brother phones.
An expensive big brother phone.
Xiao Cheng used to have one, provided by the big boss. Probably, when he left, he wanted to cut ties completely and didn't take anything with him, a clean break.
If Bai Lu guessed correctly, the big brother phone Xiao Cheng was using now should be from Jiang Zhengang.
Satisfied with the clarification of her curiosity, Bai Lu had nothing else to say.
It seemed that even the other end of the phone had nothing to say.
A long silence ensued.
Finally, he broke the silence with a question, "Asleep?"
"No."
"Sleeping?"
Bai Lu explained, "The phone is in the main house."
So, there's no possibility of falling asleep, especially with a small figure sitting upright at the Eight Immortals table, full of resentment, staring at her.
Bai Lu finally realized that she had talked too much. She raised the handset, looking at the little guy with questioning eyes, asking if he wanted to listen.
But the little guy heartlessly refused.
The phone's receiver suddenly echoed with the man's voice, "Put it wherever you like."
Xiao Wei was struck again.
His big eyes, full of resentment, hesitated between his left and right hands. He nervously pushed the phone back.
Bai Lu directly pressed the speakerphone button.
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