After coming out, Shang Jingtong's gaze towards me seemed strange. I looked at Grandpa questioningly, but he didn't look at me, instead, he said to Shang Jingtong, "Things have been taken care of, and I will do my best to help you with Meng Xier's side."
"Thank you, I'll be leaving then," Shang Jingtong nodded with a smile.
After Grandpa nodded, Shang Jingtong smiled at Du Xiaolan and me, and then turned and walked out of the shop.
There were many things that I didn't have the chance to ask, such as the matter of my ghost wife and where she was now, I didn't get them cleared.
Now, there were only Grandpa, Du Xiaolan, and me left in the shop. Seeing no outsiders, I sat down on the stool with a sigh.
Grandpa had come all the way to the provincial capital, and I should at least treat him with some hospitality. After work, I would take Du Xiaolan home and then take Grandpa out for a big meal.
Back at the rental, Grandpa sat on the bed and lit his pipe, filling the room with smoke. I quickly opened the window, afraid that if someone smelled it, they might think there was a fire in my place.
After puffing away, Grandpa filled the pipe again and looked at me, saying, "Mingyang, actually, there's something else Grandpa came for today."
I hurriedly asked, "Is something wrong at home?"
"No," Grandpa shook his head and continued, "I just wanted to tell you that your ghostly daughter-in-law has arrived."
I didn't have any emotional reaction. I had known since the first time I was married to the dead that she was by my side. But she didn't harm me, she was trying her best to protect me.
This matter was not my concern. Seeing Grandpa's serious expression, I quickly asked him if he knew Meng Xier and Shang Jing.
Grandpa nodded and shook his head, saying, "You could say we know each other, or you could say we don't. You know my identity, dealing with ghosts and gods is common for me."
I suddenly realized what he meant and nodded thoughtfully.
Grandpa is a well-respected yin and yang master, so it's very reasonable to respect ghosts and gods. Even if we don't know them, we still pay our respects to them, everything appears quite normal.
But when I asked Grandpa about Du Xiaolan, he lit a cigarette, and I quickly ran to the window. He smiled and put out the cigarette, saying that Du Xiaolan, the girl was quite pretty and gentle, and knew how to take care of the elderly.
I quickly gestured for him to stop talking. The joy in Grandpa's words seemed as if he were trying to find a wife for me.
After talking to Grandpa almost all night, I mentioned how the signboard of the wedding company had changed after I left my body. Grandpa wasn't too surprised and said that the wedding company I was at was not for the living, but for spirits.
After all, in a big city like Xi'an, people looking for wedding venues are usually on a larger scale. Our company only had one storefront, and those who are particular about appearances wouldn't choose us.
But spirits have no qualms about this. The whole of Xi'an has missed our shop, and probably won't find a second one.
As the conversation went on, I began to wonder about the identity of the boss of this wedding company. But I didn't tell Grandpa about this doubt. He hadn't met our boss, so even if I told him, it would only make him worry for me.
When I asked about the identity of the young man in the black short-sleeved shirt, Grandpa suddenly started snoring lightly, and when I went over to look, he had already fallen asleep.
I had wanted to take him out to play, but he said there were some things at home, so I ended up taking him to the station early in the morning.
I picked up Du Xiaolan and brought her to the shop while waiting for her to finish cleaning. Although our wedding company is for spirits, there are very few living people who enter the shop to inquire.
Halfway through the massage, Du Xiaolan closed her eyes in comfort. I now deeply regret agreeing to do this massage job. One hour of massaging made her feel comfortable, but my hands were almost worn out.
As time passed, I really hoped that the hour would end soon. I casually closed my eyes and kneaded her shoulders, estimating that the time was almost up. I suddenly opened my eyes and saw a man pushing the glass door open.
At this moment, Du Xiaolan also opened her eyes, turned her head to look, and quickly stood up from the chair, swaying her waist as she walked over.
Du Xiaolan could see that this man was undoubtedly a living person. I didn't pay any more attention, as all the male customers were handled by Du Xiaolan, leaving me in peace to browse my phone at the bar.
Du Xiaolan kept introducing herself to the man and talked for almost an hour, using every means to make the man sign the contract.
After the man left, Du Xiaolan couldn't help but show off, saying, "Mingyang, did you see that? This is the charm of a beautiful woman. If it were you, we'd probably be out of business."
"You're impressive!" I sneered, not arguing with her, as I continued scrolling through my phone and asked, "Where is this person from? When are we going there?"
Du Xiaolan said, "In two days, he said we can go anytime."
I became interested and asked, "Oh? What about meals and accommodation?"
"It must be their arrangement!" Du Xiaolan gave me a glance, while packing up and saying, "Alright, get ready quickly, there's nothing to do here anyway, might as well relax."
The client was in the northern suburbs of Xi'an, and it took over an hour to drive here due to the morning rush hour.
The man's name is Fei Xuemin, 24 years old, should belong to the wealthy second generation type. The newly decorated house is over 140 square meters and very high-end, and when he saw me and Du Xiaolan, he handed out a red packet to each of us.
After parking the car downstairs, Fei Xuemin arranged for us to stay in a hotel across the street. This guy is clearly not short of money, as he booked two top-tier rooms for a week.
I was happy and relaxed, as I was already tired of my tiny rental apartment. I always wanted to enjoy a business trip, but I mostly stayed in the owner's house. This time, I got to stay in a hotel and I had a list of experiences to enjoy.
After having lunch at the hotel, Fei Xuemin was getting ready for the wedding. I was in room 506, and I lounged on the big bed watching TV.
Du Xiaolan knocked on the door and walked in, handing me a stack of documents, saying, "Mingyang, study this well, it's what the client wants you, the chief emcee, to speak on stage."
I took the documents, looked at her doubtfully. I had done many wedding ceremonies, and never encountered a client who specified the content of the speech. I was puzzled, but still curious.
The document consisted of only three pages. I quickly glanced through the first two, which were similar to my usual speeches. But when I turned to the last page, I exclaimed 'wow'.