Chapter 85 The Disaster of Fire

At eight o'clock that afternoon, night had completely enveloped the earth, and Zhang Yiming made a video call to Zhang Mo from home.

Zhang Yiming first glanced at his well-behaved younger sister sitting beside him, then turned his gaze to the phone screen that only showed his own image: "Mr. Zhang, can't you see my sister like this? Or should I relay her message?"

Zhang Mo: "No need, I can see her on my phone."

Zhang Yiming was full of admiration. No wonder it was the boss's phone; it was so high-tech.

Zhang Youxuan had a good memory; she set up her phone and began to read the meeting minutes to Zhang Mo.

None of the earlier parts were important; it wasn't until the middle that Zhang Mo finally heard something useful—

"The fifth item is to explain what kind of hotel we plan to build next year."

There are two alternative locations.

One is called Qiushan, and the other is called Cuishan.

Then the big boss sitting in the middle said he preferred Qiushan, and a very old senior executive stood up to refute him, saying that President Dong would not agree and that Cuishan should be chosen.

Then they started arguing, and it got pretty bad.

At this point, Zhang Youxuan's narration began to become more vivid and engaging—

"The senior executive said: 'I have followed President Dong for 20 years, and I know her temperament very well. She would never demolish an orphanage just to build a hotel.'"

The big boss said: Do you really know her? Do you spend more time with her, or do I spend more time with her?

The senior executive said: "Then why don't you just have Chairman Dong come out and say it himself?"

The big boss said: I told you, she's sick, and no one is allowed to disturb her while she's recuperating.

The senior executive said: "You're talking nonsense! You're just spreading false imperial edicts!"

The big boss said: Anyway, I'm in charge here now, and you all have to listen to me!

The senior management started yelling: "Who do you think you are? Just a live-in son-in-law!"

The big boss retorted: "Let me tell you the truth, President Dong has wanted to fire you for a long time, and I'm the one who's been trying to persuade her. And you repay kindness with enmity! You really don't know what's good for you!"

Then the two started fighting, but were pulled apart by others.

At this point, others also began to take sides, half saying Qiu Shan and half saying Cui Shan. In the end, the meeting adjourned without a decision on which side to choose, saying they would discuss it again after the New Year.

Zhang Mo: "......"

Zhang Mo's expression was complicated: "I remember, you've never had a job, right?"

"No, I've never worked." She was only 18 when she died, still in her final year of high school. How could she have ever worked? But after thinking for a moment, Zhang Youxuan added, "But I always followed my brother to work, does that count?"

Zhang Mo: "...Oh."

No wonder.

Although I've never had a job, I've already grasped the essence of being a working person—

The details of the work are vague, but the content of the arguments can be recited from memory.

Zhang Mo then asked, "Okay. So, did President Dong show up at the very end of the meeting?"

Zhang Youxuan answered decisively: "No, no one went in or out the whole time."

Zhang Mo nodded slightly: "Okay, I understand what I need. You don't need to say anything more. Thank you, you've worked hard."

Zhang Yiming, standing nearby, also praised his younger sister at the opportune moment: "Great job!"

Zhang Youxuan's face beamed with excitement: "If there are any more missions like this in the future, Mr. Zhang, please definitely contact me. It's so exciting!"

Zhang Mo: "...Definitely."

After putting down her phone, Zhang Mo slowly stood up and walked to the window of the guest room.

Outside the window, the night was deep, and the distant woods were only vaguely outlined in the darkness. Her thoughts involuntarily drifted back to her conversation with Dean Zhang just after dinner.

At the time, she subtly inquired with Dean Zhang whether he knew Ms. Dong Shuchen.

Unexpectedly, Dean Zhang seemed quite pleased when Dong Shuchen was mentioned.

She proudly said that of course she knew him; the orphanage was donated by Mr. Dong, and he had even brought his family of three here once. Her husband was very handsome, and she had seen the TV series he starred in.

I even have Mr. Dong's contact information. We used to send each other greeting text messages every year during the Spring Festival. But in recent years, I don't know if Mr. Dong has changed his number, because I haven't received any replies.

Did you bring your child here?

Zhang Mo remembered that the news said the child had died six years ago.

However, it seems that Dean Zhang is unaware of this matter.

Zhang Mo: "When did you come here? How come I didn't know?"

"You were studying at a university in another city at that time, so of course you wouldn't know."

"oh."

After much deliberation, Zhang Mo decided to be cautious and drove alone to the nearest mobile phone store, where she bought 10 surveillance cameras, as well as several smoke detectors and natural gas detectors.

When she paid the bill, the shop owner's eyes crinkled with laughter, and he kept asking her how big a villa she had bought.

During this time, she received a call from Sunny, who said she would be a little late that night and would come down to open the door for her.

After shopping, Zhang Mo set up a ladder herself and installed the items in various corners of the orphanage. A group of children helped her hold the ladder steady below.

Dean Zhang asked her, looking bewildered, what she was doing.

Zhang Mo only said that it was close to the Spring Festival and she was afraid of thieves.

Dean Zhang even laughed and said, "What's there to steal here?"

Zhang Mo climbed down the ladder with her tools and breathed a sigh of relief: "I hope so."

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At 11 p.m., Zhang Mo, who had just fallen asleep, was awakened by a series of urgent phone rings.

She opened her eyes instantly and glanced at the tablet charging beside her.

On the tablet next to it, the interface was divided into squares, displaying the images from various monitoring devices in real time.

Nothing happened.

She breathed a sigh of relief, thinking it was Sunny calling to ask her to come down and open the door, but instead she saw a very unexpected name—

Yu Hui?

Zhang Mo answered the phone suspiciously: "You? Wrong number?"

Yu Hui was speechless: "...Do I look that stupid?"

Zhang Mo's inner thoughts: Actually, yes.

Zhang Mo: "What's up?"

Yu Hui: "Well... well, let me be frank, I just did a divination for you, and it said you'll have a fire disaster soon. Although the outcome should be a turn of bad luck, I still want to remind you to be careful."

Zhang Mo was very surprised: "Why did you suddenly tell my fortune? Why did I, who was usually very lucky, suddenly find myself plagued by bad luck?"

Yu Hui: "Heh, you really think you're invincible in luck? I've been calculating for several days now, and your luck has been steadily declining, it's just that it's reached its lowest point today."

Zhang Mo seized on the key point: "You've been telling my fortune for several days in a row? You've been telling my fortune every night?"

“…” Yu Hui choked up, realizing he had said too much, “I…I was just thinking it was fun.”

"When did it start?" Zhang Mo asked with a smile.

Yu Hui remained silent for a long time before finally muttering a few words: "...from the day you were hospitalized."

Zhang Mo: "Afraid I'll die?"

"You've been so good to Xiaotao, I hope you live to be a hundred." Yu Hui's voice was awkward but sincere.

Zhang Mo looked at the ugly amulet on her phone: "Thank you, I'll do my best."

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After ending the call with Yu Hui, Zhang Mo was wide awake and could only be thankful that she had just bought a smoke detector.

She ran downstairs alone, and in the cold wind, found a waterproof cloth and carefully covered all the fireworks in the yard to ensure that they would not be ignited by any possible sparks.

Then, she turned on the flashlight on her phone and carefully inspected every corner of the orphanage, only returning to her room after confirming that there were no safety hazards.

I randomly picked a classic horror movie to pass the time.

Yes, it's a horror movie; the main reason I watch it is because it's less likely to make me sleepy.

Around the time I was watching the second horror movie, as the protagonist's head fell to the ground, an alarm suddenly went off on my phone!

Zhang Mo checked it quickly!

The third smoke alarm is located near the courtyard wall on the right side of the gate!

Zhang Mo quickly switched to the surveillance footage and saw two strange men, each holding a bottle of liquor, sneakily setting fire outside the courtyard wall!

Zhang Mo gritted her teeth, about to take a screenshot and call the police, when suddenly, she saw two men in the surveillance footage fall downwards and disappear from the screen.

It was as if a pit had suddenly appeared on flat ground and swallowed the two of them.

Zhang Mo: "......"

Zhang Mo: "???"