Chapter 2 The rain is coming and the wind is filling the building(2/2)
The old housekeeper nodded:
"Okay, sir--I have to confirm again, are you alone?"
Fang Linyan said:
"Yes, I am alone. Priest Yin Fulina will stay here to preside over all affairs. Closing the temple for a long time will damage the piety of the believers."
At this time, the temple had indeed resumed operations. When the goddess and the high priest left, they took only the core members with them.
After gaining the same power as the high priest, Yin Fulina actually knew what she wanted to do. She promoted a large group of people in just three hours and stuffed them into various positions.
As long as the most important thing is that Yinfulina can preside over the statue of the goddess, and then transfer the prayers of believers to the goddess, and then get the prayers answered, or even not answered, then everything is not a big problem.
The most typical example is Catholicism. The Supreme God has been dormant for a long time, and the divine grace has not shown much. However, relying on the powerful priest system, the sect is still thriving.
On the contrary, if there is a problem between the priests and the believers, the decline of the church will be really visible to the naked eye.
According to Fang Linyan's request, he had just packed his luggage when a helicopter landed on the tarmac of the manor and took it to Athens International Airport in only fifteen minutes.
Here, a Gulfstream private jet dedicated by devout believers has been parked on the tarmac. There is still a residual smell of alcohol, smoke and some unknown smells inside the aircraft. This is enough to show that before the aircraft was urgently dispatched,
There are people partying up there.
A stewardess stood in front of the electric boarding slide, bowed with an impeccable smile, and gestured for Fang Linyan to enter the cabin, but the blush on her face showed that this sudden overtime had interrupted her wonderful nightlife.
Fang Linyan bets that at this moment there is a shirtless man cursing himself fiercely in a hotel far away.
But these are not important anymore. After he sat down on the leather sofa, he cast his eyes towards the wind and rain outside the window. The wind and rain in Greece had gradually begun to subside, but Fang Linyan could almost predict that the wind and rain in Thailand had just begun.
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at the same time,
Taicheng,
The streets seemed quite calm late at night,
Only those small vendors who specialize in late-night customers stay open, providing services to overtime workers, singers, and pleasure seekers.
At this time, this stall called "Laohuangrouyan" had been open for 45 years.
More than ten years ago, the founder, Lao Huang, died unexpectedly. At this time, Xiao Huang, who took over, also became Lao Huang. Except for a few days of rest during the annual New Year's Day, he would set it up on the street corner, rain or shine, from 8 p.m.
to four o'clock in the morning.
If a small stall has only been open for one year, it is just an inconspicuous one among thousands of vendors.
If a small stall has been open for ten years, it has proven that it has something to offer, that it can gain a foothold in the highly competitive catering market, and that the owner can make a living and support his family.
A small stall has been open for forty-five years, which proves that the boss has done what most people can't do - devoting his best energy and most precious time to such a thing! This is
What it represents is no longer an ordinary small store, but a part of many people's lives and youth.
Chapter completed!