Wang Xianzhi coughed and said, "I just said to build a Taoist temple for the Ancestor Master and burn some nice things for him during festivals every year."
Zhao Yan immediately understood what this "nice thing" was.
"Since the Ancestor Master has agreed to you, you can learn some things from me for now. I will start by teaching you some basic things, and then see how you manage."
Wang Xianzhi said happily, "I'll do as Master arranges."
Zhao Yan glanced around. Since so many people were here, she decided not to waste the opportunity and asked them to help with the move.
The shop was too small to accommodate many people.
When Zhao Yan mentioned the idea of changing shops, Wang Xianzhi immediately agreed.
They spent the whole morning visiting three real estate agents before finding a suitable shop.
Although the location was not in the city center of Jiang City, it was on a street close to it.
The shop was over a hundred square meters, fully equipped, and very spacious.
"Sister Zhao, this shop costs twenty thousand yuan a month, over two hundred thousand a year. It's too expensive," Wu Jiaxin said with a pained expression as she carried things back to the shop from the car.
Zhao Yan directed the young disciples to hang the plaque and said with a smile, "The upper floor is also ours, so it's not that expensive when you consider it."
"Master, how about I buy this place for you? It can be my disciple-greeting gift," Wang Xianzhi said earnestly.
Zhao Yan waved her hand, "I can't accept something so expensive from you."
With many hands making light work, the dozen or so people quickly moved everything from the old shop.
The upper floor had four rooms and a living room. They planned to convert one room into the Skin-Changing Ghost's studio, where the ghost could help people with their skin or apply makeup.
Earning money wasn't the most important thing; accumulating good favor and merit was.
Although Zhao Yan refused Wang Xianzhi's disciple-greeting gift, he still sent two stone lions, which were placed at the entrance of the shop, giving it a grand appearance.
Upon inquiring, it turned out that each stone lion cost over fifty thousand yuan.
Since fireworks were not allowed in the city, Wu Jiaxin organized a dozen young men and women to buy a bunch of balloons. They celebrated the grand opening by popping balloons.
Looking at the shop, Zhao Yan felt a sense of accomplishment, having finally established a foothold in the city.
"Master Zhao, you didn't even invite us to your shop's grand opening. If Jiaxin hadn't posted on her social media, we wouldn't have known."
Just as Zhao Yan was gazing at the plaque, a voice came from behind her.
Seeing Lin Xihang and his mother get out of the car, Zhao Yan turned and smiled, "I'm sorry, I was too busy today and forgot about it."
Lin's mother handed over a large red envelope for the grand opening, and fearing Zhao Yan wouldn't accept it, she said with a smile, "It's not much, just for good luck."
Zhao Yan accepted it. The red envelope was quite long, at least the length of two middle fingers combined.
Holding it in her hand, the red envelope felt thick. Based on her experience, it contained at least twenty thousand yuan.
"You're too kind, Mother Lin," Zhao Yan said with a light smile, then turned to Wu Jiaxin behind her, "Xinxin, please attend to our honored guests."
"Coming!" Wu Jiaxin said, running over.
Zhao Yan smiled, "Please, both of you, come inside and have a seat. My beloved disciple has gone to book a restaurant, and we'll have dinner together later."
With that, Zhao Yan, along with Wu Jiaxin, led Lin Xihang and his mother into the shop to sit.
As they were talking, another car stopped at the entrance.
It was a stretch Lincoln.
"Congratulations, Master Zhao."
Zhao Yan looked up and smiled, "Boss Zhou, you're so busy, yet you've found time to visit my humble shop. You truly grace us with your presence."
"No matter how busy I am, I had to come," Zhou An said.
A while later, Officer Qin also came to offer his congratulations.
Even the internet celebrity Zhou Jing rushed over upon hearing the news.
Uncle Hu brought his family to show their support.
Arriving at the restaurant, Zhao Yan felt quite emotional seeing over thirty people seated.
She had come so far since leaving the mental hospital, and now she had so many friends.
"Master Zhao, why did we need to book another private room when one is enough for the thirty of us?" Lin Xihang asked Zhao Yan, puzzled.
They had booked two private rooms. He thought someone else would be joining them in the other room, but by the time the food was served, no one was there.
Zhao Yan let out a chuckle, her smile quite mysterious.
If Lin Xihang had possessed the Yin-Yang eyes, he would have seen the other private room bustling with activity.
Over twenty ghosts were seated in the other room, with many cats perched on the chairs.
The Skin-Changing Ghost was very happy. Since working for Zhao Yan, he had received many benefits.
Not only did he do good deeds, but he also received the merit offered by others. He had initially harbored some resentment towards Zhao Yan, but now he was filled with gratitude.
The other ghosts looked at him with envy.
Boss Zhou raised his wine glass and toasted Zhao Yan first. After taking a sip, he asked, "Master Zhao, do you have any other arrangements in the next few days?"
Zhao Yan took a small sip, "I've just opened my shop recently, so I don't have much to do."
She then teased, "What is it, Boss Zhou? Do you have any business to introduce?"
Boss Zhou nodded seriously, "Indeed, I do."
"However, it's not my business, but that of a friend. He's been complaining to me recently, and as soon as I heard it, I knew only Master Zhao could resolve it."
"If Master Zhao agrees, I'll ask him to come over."
"Alright, thank you then, Boss Zhou," Zhao Yan said.
Boss Zhou replied, "Not at all, it's I who should thank you, Master Zhao."
With that, Boss Zhou took out his phone and made a call.
Zhao Yan listened as they spoke for about three minutes before Boss Zhou hung up. "Master Zhao, my friend is still busy and doesn't have time to come over right now. How about we chat via video? It's already seven or eight in the evening, so we can start by understanding the situation."
"No problem. Shall we go to the other private room to talk?" Zhao Yan suggested.
"Master, I'll get it for you," Wang Xianzhi said, standing up.
When Boss Zhou learned that Master Wang had become Zhao Yan's disciple, he was astonished.
After this incident, he realized that Master Wang had some abilities, but not many.
However, he had investigated Master Wang's background. When Wang Xianzhi was in his fifties, he was the owner of an electronics company. At sixty, he retired and developed a fondness for Taoism, handing over the company to his son. That company was now worth billions.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have had so much money to create his persona. In the Beijing area, Master Wang's reputation was impeccable.
Upon entering the private room, Zhao Yan sat down, and Boss Zhou made a video call.
Within five seconds, the call was answered.
Boss Zhou first spoke a few words on the video and then placed the phone on the table.
"Hello, Master Zhao."
The man on the video, in his fifties, bowed slightly with his hands clasped towards Wang Xianzhi.