At three o'clock, the car carrying Wang Zhiming arrived at Xijing Mountain as scheduled. The old man, with white hair and casual clothes, got out of the car slowly.

Wang Zhiming stood in front of the car door, slightly raised his chin, and looked as arrogant as a lion coming to inspect his territory, even though Xijing Mountain had nothing to do with his family's business. He used his sharp eyes to constantly scan the scene around Xijing Mountain, waiting for his "subjects" to come forward to pay him a visit.

——He is looking for Guan Nianwei.

Guan Nianwei just came out from the small rest pavilion.

Because of the different nature of the work, Sanchi Insurance Company has never had any requirements for clothing. People in the company can wear whatever they like, and Dongyu will not criticize them. Guan Nianwei usually wears her own clothes to work like everyone else, and only wears a professional formal suit in very rare circumstances - such as when meeting with a client alone.

She was wearing a black business suit today and carrying a white shoulder bag without any pattern on her right shoulder. Because she was going to hike today, she changed her high heels into casual white shoes to avoid getting sore feet from hiking and making a fool of herself in front of Wang Zhiming.

She walked towards Wang Zhiming, extended her hand politely, and greeted him: "Hello, Mr. Wang, my last name is Guan, thank you very much for taking the time out of your busy schedule to meet me."

Wang Zhiming looked her up and down, a trace of obvious contempt slowly emerged in his eyes, and his face was full of impatience, as if he looked down on her.

Guan Nianwei keenly caught this message, but she did not show any disgust or anger. She calmly withdrew her hand and continued to maintain basic courtesy. She moved aside and said, "Mr. Wang, please."

Wang Zhiming said nothing and retracted his contemptuous gaze. He took a big step and walked past her. When he passed her, he suddenly said in a very unfriendly voice: "Showing your face in public, what a shame."

It seems that this is also a feudal idea that "it is not appropriate for girls to show their faces in public."

Guan Nianwei looked at his back, raised her hand silently to push her glasses, said nothing, and followed his footsteps.

There was no one at Xijing Mountain today, as if someone had specially cleared the place. There were only Guan Nianwei and Wang Zhiming on the long and winding mountain road. Wang Zhiming didn't even bring a bodyguard or an attendant with him, and just walked up the mountain road with his two legs.

Guan Nianwei did not remind him to bring someone up the mountain, because he seemed to be a man with his own thoughts and ideas, and it should be his own decision not to bring someone he trusted up the mountain.

Moreover, Wang Weifeng's uncle said that he was a rather paranoid person and that others could not persuade him. In this case, Guan Nianwei did not need to make any unnecessary efforts. Anyway, he did not look like he had a good impression of her, so there was no need for her to go up and cause trouble again.

There is still no sun today. The weather is as gloomy as the Qingming Festival. The gloom makes people feel like they can hardly breathe. The cool wind blows through the leaves on both sides of the forest, sometimes far away and sometimes close, which is quite like a child playing hide-and-seek. Fortunately, it will not rain. The weather in recent days has been like this, cloudy with wind but no rain, and occasionally the sun may come out for a while.

Guan Nianwei followed behind Wang Zhiming. They had been climbing the mountain for six minutes and had not yet successfully completed a conversation.

Six minutes ago, Guan Nianwei tried to start a conversation, but just after she called out "Mr. Wang", he raised his hand to interrupt her, as if he didn't want to talk yet. Guan Nianwei understood and temporarily stopped talking, silently following him up the mountain.

Another six minutes of climbing.

Guan Nianwei was still very calm, but Wang Zhiming was not so calm. He suddenly stopped, and Guan Nianwei quickly followed suit. He tilted his head slightly, and from the angle, he was looking at Guan Nianwei. He asked, "Why don't you say anything?"

Guan Nianwei responded politely: "I'm waiting for you to want to hear me speak."

Wang Zhiming didn't look like an easy character to deal with, and most importantly, he didn't have a good impression of her. If she started to talk non-stop, it would easily cause Wang Zhiming to be more disgusted, and eventually the signing process would be hindered. She still understood the principle that things will turn against each other when they reach the extreme.

Of course, she wouldn't be so stupid as to follow him all day without saying anything, wasting this hard-earned opportunity to meet him. She was just giving him some time to calm down, and also giving herself a chance to open up a topic - either she would speak again, or he would lose his temper and speak first.

As it turned out, Wang Zhiming was indeed not very patient and he took the initiative to ask after only six minutes.

When Wang Zhiming heard her reply, he suddenly snorted coldly.

Guan Nianwei thought he was going to scold her a few times, and she had prepared herself for the scolding. She never expected that he would just snort and then ask casually, "Which company sent you?"

When Guan Nianwei met Wang Zhiming through Wang Weifeng's parents, she only said that she was from an insurance company and did not directly mention Yun Ting's name. Wang's father and mother did not give her a chance to mention it either. They simply treated her as a fraud and hung up the phone.

When Wang Weifeng's uncle was entrusted to meet with Wang Zhiming later, he did not tell him that she was from Yunting's internal company. He only said that a friend of the head of the human resources department wanted to meet Wang Zhiming for something, so it was normal that Wang Zhiming did not know which company she was from.

Guan Nianwei pushed up her glasses and replied calmly, "Sanchi Insurance Company."

As Wang Zhiming continued walking forward, he said "Oh" in a drawn-out tone, then changed the subject and said coldly: "I haven't heard of it." There was a bit of contempt in his tone.

Guan Nianwei was able to keep her composure and did not rush up to pin him to the ground and beat him up. She just complained in her heart: Our company has done such a good job in keeping secrets, it would be terrible if others knew about it.

Then she heard Wang Zhiming say, "In the end, he is still a worthless insurance salesman."

Guan Nianwei, secretary to the president of Yunting Group, smiled slightly and did not respond.

Yes, she is just an ordinary office worker who earns more than 10,000 yuan a month and has no lofty ideals or ambitions.

Guan Nianwei: What you said makes sense. I admit that I have no future.

Guan Nianwei was patient and put on a professional fake smile: "So, Mr. Wang, are you willing to give me a favor and take a look at our company's insurance contract?"

Guan Nianwei waited for him to say yes, and then immediately launched a sales pitch to him.

Wang Zhiming stopped again, turned around and looked her up and down coldly, his eyes once again showing contempt: "What can you women achieve by working?"

"It's better to stay at home and let my husband take care of the children."

After that, he sighed heavily, his tone full of accusation: "Women are troublesome and only cause chaos in the family."

Guan Nianwei paused. She didn't expect that Wang Zhiming didn't have any opinions about her, but that he had prejudice and disgust towards women as a group.

She even began to suspect that when Wang Zhiming was young, he might have killed his own daughter, just like her cruel father - because "women are trouble and only bring chaos to the family."

This is absolutely bullshit!

Guan Nianwei's hands on the sides of her legs suddenly tightened into fists, her finger bones turning white from the force, but her face showed no sign of it. There was still a hint of smile on her lips, but the light in her eyes was so cold that one could feel a chill all over their body at a glance.

She couldn't help but ask in a cold voice: "Does Mr. Wang have a daughter?"

Wang Zhiming looked away, not noticing the change in her expression, nor did he care if he had said anything hurtful. After all, in his opinion, these words were just natural. He said calmly, "Who doesn't have a daughter?"

Guan Nianwei continued to ask: "So where is your daughter now?"

Wang Zhiming waved his hands irritably: "He died when he was born and was buried in the ground. What's there to ask?"

Or he had buried them with his own hands, buried them alive—both of them.

In his mind, women are trouble and should not go out to work or show their faces in public.

Daughters were even more of a burden and a loss of money. So he killed his two daughters and buried their bodies under a pile of smelly earth without hesitation.

He never felt guilty about it - killing a daughter was a normal thing in that era.

In that era, the bodies of baby girls could be buried in water, soil, and even anywhere in the world. Their innocent gender made them victims, but the perpetrators lived peacefully, never felt guilty, and even arrogantly thought it was their duty.

And Wang Zhiming is the epitome of that era.

Guan Nianwei's pupils slightly dilated. At that moment, she seemed to see the shadow of her father, whom she had never met, in Wang Zhiming. She didn't know what her father looked like, but she knew that he must have the same vicious eyes as Wang Zhiming, and his appearance was full of ugliness and filth.

Appearance is determined by the mind, nothing is more true than this.

Moreover, Guan Nianwei really hated Wang Zhiming's argument that "women are not human beings". His self-righteous and condescending attitude made her feel sick and want to vomit!

But she did not show her resentment. Instead, she was surprisingly calm at this moment. However, her voice was not as gentle as at the beginning. There was a biting coldness hidden in it. She pretended to maintain peace on the surface: "Mr. Wang, how about we take a look at the insurance contract?"

Guan Nianwei reminded herself in her heart to hold it in.

If it weren't for world peace, if it weren't for President Dong's work, if killing wasn't against the law, she really wanted to give Wang Zhiming a hammer and send him away!

Guan Nianwei did not give him a chance to refuse this time, and directly introduced their insurance business in a polite and distant manner: "Because this is a grand opening promotion, you don't need to spend a penny more to get a personal accident insurance contract with generous terms."

"If you don't want to sign a personal accident insurance, we have another age insurance contract here to give you the motivation to live a hundred years. As long as you can live to be eighty-six, ninety, or a hundred years old, our Sanchi Insurance Company will give you a very generous insurance incentive fund."

Yes, before she came out, she found Dongyu and prepared an insurance contract in order to better deceive Wang Zhiming into signing the contract. The most evil people will definitely focus on their own interests. They will not let go of the pie in the sky if they can.

Wang Zhiming is 83 years old this year. If he lives to 86, he will be able to get money. This is a great temptation.

But Sanchi wouldn't be so stupid as to pay money for it. This is just a way to trick people into signing a contract.

The underworld has promised that the issue of the Evil Ghost Mountain will be resolved in a year at the latest, and a few months at the earliest. It will definitely not be delayed too long because delays will be detrimental to the human world.

Therefore, as long as the matter of Evil Ghost Mountain is settled, Dong Yu and the others will immediately erase the relevant memories of the greatest evil and the greatest good, which will naturally include the contract matter. So no matter how tempting the insurance contract is, as long as the underworld acts fast enough, it will all become nothing in the end.

This sounds like a scam company.

Guan Nianwei sometimes feels that Sanchi is like a scam company. It is not easy for gods to come down to earth to commit fraud for the sake of world peace.

Moreover, as an insider, she knew that giving money was impossible - I have to work hard to protect you, and even give you money. How can such a good thing happen in the world?

Guan Nianwei looked at him with a fake smile: "Mr. Wang, are you willing to consider it?"

To be honest, Wang Zhiming was not interested when he heard about the first insurance, but it was different when he heard about the age insurance contract.

If you live three more years, you will get a lot of money. What a great thing!

Wang Zhiming's heart was itching, and his hands were itching, but he said with some doubt: "Are you a fraud company?"

Guan Nianwei smiled slightly: "It is definitely a formal company, registered with the Industry and Commerce Bureau. All insurance contracts are also legally binding. If we deceive you, you can resort to law to protect your own legal rights and interests."

Her words were sincere and not fake at all, which made Wang Zhiming believe her 100%. When Wang Zhiming was about to agree to sign the contract, he suddenly stopped and asked, "Why me?"

"Why would your company give me such a good thing?"

Guan Nianwei said calmly: "When a new company is established, it will always attract more clients with connections, right?"

Wang Zhiming asked cautiously, "Who else has your company recruited?"

Guan Nianwei calmly gave examples to illustrate her point: "We have recruited executives from Hengzhou Real Estate and well-known popular male stars."

We mainly rely on our Second Prince and Second Princess, otherwise we won’t be able to take down these two supreme beings.

Wang Zhiming has no interest in the entertainment industry, but he knows Zhouhua's Hengzhou Real Estate. His family bought a house from Hengzhou Real Estate, and it was quite expensive.

But who doesn’t know how to brag?

This girl named Guan said that her little-known company had recruited a junior employee from Hengzhou Real Estate, and it was fine, but it actually recruited a senior executive. Who would believe this?

Young girls nowadays really don’t believe anything and brag the most.

Wang Zhiming curled his lips and said with disgust: "You don't learn the good things, but only the bad things, and learn to brag. How can your unknown small company attract the executives of Hengzhou Real Estate?"

Because the boss of Hengzhou Real Estate is my boss's younger brother, Guan Nianwei answered in her heart.

Guan Nianwei: "You don't believe it? Do you need the boss of Hengzhou Real Estate to call in person before you believe it?"

Wang Zhiming snorted coldly: "Can you still call the boss?"

He sneered, "Go ahead and fight me. If it's true, I'll chop off this old man's head and let you kick it like a ball! If it's false, I want you to roll down this mountain path as punishment for your deception!"

He didn't believe that she could move the boss of Hengzhou Real Estate!

He was just waiting to see her rolling down the hill, revealing her ugly appearance!

Guan Nianwei raised her eyebrows.

That's not that simple. If she had known that the problem could be solved by moving Zhou Hua out, she wouldn't have wasted time asking Dong Yu to get another insurance contract.

Guan Nianwei turned on her phone and said, "You can keep the head yourself. I just want you to sign an insurance contract."

A few minutes later, Zhou Hua answered Guan Nianwei's video request, and the face that often appeared in financial magazines and financial channels suddenly jumped into Wang Zhiming's eyes.

The extremely handsome man was sitting in an office chair, staring directly at the screen, his sharp gaze seeming to penetrate the screen and fall on his aged body.

Wang Zhiming was stunned.

Zhou Hua put on a cold attitude and stared at Wang Zhiming with burning eyes: "You want to see me?"

He was even too lazy to use honorifics, but that was true, Xue Cheng, the youngest of the second generation of gods, was several generations older than them, so they didn't need to use honorifics for mortals.

Wang Zhiming looked in astonishment at Guan Nianwei who was calmly holding the phone, then looked at Zhou Hua who was frowning on the screen. For a moment he didn't know what to say. He just felt that both sides of his face were burning with pain as if someone had slapped him hard.

After a long while, he uttered in confusion: "It must be fake."

Who is Zhou Hua? Why did he answer the phone so casually?

Guan Nianwei didn't say anything. Zhou Hua flipped over his watch and glanced at it. He said unhappily, "You wasted two minutes of my time here, and you still dare to say that I'm fake?"

He touched the cuffs of his suit and said nonchalantly, "Secretary Guan, settle my meeting fee with him later. Don't be polite with him."

Others have to make an appointment to see him, and even pay for it, but Wang Zhiming, who got in through the back door, can see him for free, and yet he dares to say he is fake? Do you think he is a real estate tycoon who eats vegetarian food?

Guan Nianwei: "Okay."

When Wang Zhiming heard that he wanted money, he became even more stupid. How much money would Zhou Hua, who had such a social status, need? So he immediately put the blame on others and said, "It's not that I want to waste it. She wanted to call you herself!"

Zhou Hua curled his lips, sneered, and performed an internationally famous double standard on the spot: "Secretary Guan can be wasted, but you can't, understand?"

Still want to pass the blame on to your secretary?

That's my sister's person. How can he be the same as a mortal like you who takes a long time to sign a contract? !

Moreover, he believed that if he did not give face to Guan Nianwei today, Dong Yu would rush to his house tonight and beat him up like an elder sister. After all, she had always asked the three of them to be polite to Secretary Guan and to cooperate with Secretary Guan's work to the best of their ability. She also made it clear that she was very satisfied with Secretary Guan and had no intention of replacing her now.

Shouldn’t they give face to the people my sister likes?

Wang Zhiming finally believed that Zhou Hua was real, and immediately agreed to sign the insurance contract, and also specified that he wanted the age insurance contract.

Wang Zhiming insisted on sitting down by the Wishing Lake in Xijing Mountain to sign. Guan Nianwei was always afraid of the amount of water that could cover her chest, so she stepped back inconspicuously, as far away from the Wishing Lake as possible, and then handed him the contract and pen.

Zhou Hua completed his mission and retired successfully.

While Wang Zhiming was signing autographs, Guan Nianwei sent a thank you message to Zhou Hua on WeChat.

[Zhou Hua]: Thank you, no need

[Zhou Hua]: I just have one request

[Zhou Hua]: Secretary Guan, please support my sister less with your emojis in the future

Last time, they almost defeated Dong Yu, but Dong Yu took out a bunch of emoticons from Guan Nianwei and caught them off guard. If their father hadn't joined the group in the middle, he would have been sent to the throne of the heir to the Emperor of Heaven on the spot!

Guan Nianwei smiled.

[Guan Nianwei]: Come on, Second Prince

Dong Yu is her boss. Helping Dong Yu work hard and not go back to inherit the Heavenly Palace is her first priority. She cannot betray him.

After she replied, she went to see Wang Zhiming, who had just finished writing the last stroke. He picked up the contract and studied it for a while. He could not recognize many words, and could only understand a few dozen words, but he could barely tell that this was a standard and compliant contract.

After reading it, he handed the contract to Guan Nianwei, and Guan Nianwei found that the look he gave her was even more contemptuous.

Guan Nianwei: “?”

Is he okay? Why is he looking at me like that again?

Before she could ask, Wang Zhiming said, "You look pretty, are you Zhou Hua's lover? Tsk, as expected, the only thing you can sell is your body."

No wonder Zhou Hua treats her so well.

Guan Nian put the contract into her bag, left a copy for him, and then asked with a smile: "You always think that women are not good in this way or that way. May I ask if you were born from a stone? Or were you split off from your father by mitosis?"

Wang Zhiming was stunned by her sudden attack.

Guan Nianwei still had a smile on her face: "If that's really the case, I suggest you turn yourself in to the National Institute of Anthropology immediately. Perhaps you will have the opportunity to make a small contribution to all mankind in your barren and useless life."

Guan Nianwei looked at Wang Zhiming's angry expression and pushed her glasses calmly: "Please make sure to seize this rare opportunity to do good deeds."

Wang Zhiming was not as eloquent as her. He was so angry that he could not stop scolding her. In the end, he could only sit on the bench by the Wishing Lake, pounding on the seat in anger, and growling like a monster: "Kill her! Come out and kill her!!"

"Where are you? Come out and kill her! Didn't you say you were going to eat her?! Eat her quickly!!!"

Guan Nianwei saw that he looked crazy and thought to herself that something was wrong. She immediately took off her bag and went to get the thermos. But at that moment, a stream of cold water suddenly hit her, directly knocking the backpack in her arms away, and her arm went numb for a long time.

The backpack fell to the ground, and the thermos inside made a clanging sound.

A charming female voice echoed around: "Why are you so angry? The little girl is not wrong. Old men are really troublesome."

As soon as he finished speaking, before Guan Nianwei could react, the water column suddenly came back, and without saying a word, it wrapped around Guan Nianwei tightly like a giant python, and then dragged her into the Wishing Lake at a very fast speed!

That was water—that was the water she feared!!!

Before she was dragged into the water, a voice floated into her ear: "Oh, little sister looks delicious."

With a "plop" sound, water splashed everywhere.

Guan Nianwei opened her eyes wide in astonishment. She could see the depth of the lake bottom expanding step by step, like the bloody mouth of a ferocious beast, waiting to swallow her.

The shadow of her childhood returned once again, trapping her here along with the lake. Now even breathing was difficult for her, and every breath she exhaled was a ruthless drain of her vitality.

But the person she thought of at this most frightening moment was not Guan Hui, nor Lin Shengnan, but Dong Yu.

The eldest princess who promised to protect her.

She struggled in the water, her eyes full of despair.

Dongzong

Save me

As if being inspired by her, the next second her waist was supported by someone, and a hand was pressed on her lips. In an instant, the sound of water in her ears disappeared, and the reassuring voice that she longed to hear fell into her ears.

"It's alright, Secretary Guan."

Dongyu gently held her in his arms.

"I'm here, don't be afraid."