Chapter 82 Company Crisis
Unlock the ultimate mission to help unmarried ghosts meet.
It took me a while to realize that this was no ordinary haunted house.
PD is really cunning.
The ghost on Wen Jing's shoulder when he came in must be the bride, and the foreign ghost that just emerged from the water must be the groom.
Connecting the dots, the ghost bride and groom are trapped at opposite ends of a haunted house, with many ghosts wielding chains in between, like messengers of hell, trying to capture their spirits. So the two ghosts have no choice but to hide, one in the sky and the other in the water.
A system notification sounded in the headset: complete the ultimate mission and leave this place; if you fail, everyone will be imprisoned in the Death Cemetery to receive punishment.
The director didn't explicitly state what the punishment would be, but judging from the current scene setup, it certainly wouldn't be anything good.
Wen Siyan hid over there, while Shen Zhuangyue had already been captured by the chained ghost.
Wen Siyan unlocked a solo side quest and rescued Shen Zhuangyue on his own.
The place where the chained ghost imprisoned people was on the right side of the fork in the road. On his way back, he encountered Wen Jing and Song Nian'an, who were bringing out the ghost groom.
Wen Siyan asked in confusion, "Why did you bring a ghost out?"
"Our final escape requires completing a mission: to get the ghost bride and groom married."
Wen Siyan said, "Then let's just go together. It's not so scary if there are more people."
Seeing this, Wen Jing said unhappily, "Don't you have a solo mission to save Chen Zhuangyue?"
"No rush, she'll only get in the way if she comes out."
That's the truth.
If you come out and start screaming, the chained ghost will grab you and take you back inside, prolonging your time in the haunted house.
As they approached the fork in the road, Wen Jing saw a sinister-looking box.
He bent down, opened the box, and saw a peach wood sword inside.
It will definitely work.
The chained ghost arrived, and the three of them crouched down in unison, expressionless, and stared at each other.
Wen Jing suddenly grabbed Song Nian'an by the back of the head and pressed him against his chest.
Close your eyes tightly.
[Tch, why are you hugging me if you're scared? Hug the peach wood sword instead!]
Wen Jing released his hands, patted his head, and said, "What you said makes sense."
Suddenly, the background music from a horror movie started playing, and gusts of eerie wind blew from both intersections.
A female ghost floated down from above.
I was stunned when I first saw Wen Jing's face.
His mind was filled with images of a female ghost standing on his shoulder, and he stood there for a long time, too afraid to move.
The three of them led the two ghosts to the last house.
The mission was successfully completed.
Completely forgetting that Shen Zhuangyue was still in the haunted house.
Wen Siyan made an excuse that he was a little tired and discussed a few words with the PD. The main thing was to edit the video and avoid mistakes in post-production.
Shen Zhuangyue smiled to herself, "No, I'm fine." In reality, she felt extremely embarrassed. The thought of being ignored and having her feelings disregarded even on the show made her swallow the words that were stuck in her throat.
Fortunately, the last two days of the program were spent sightseeing and enjoying nature, without any other thrilling activities.
On a star-studded night, four pairs of guests sat under the celestial canopy, chatting about life, and the episode came to an end.
Wen Jing booked the earliest flight back to China, but then her company ran into trouble.
It happened to be the second day of the show's recording, but he kept it a secret so as not to worry Song Nian'an.
After getting off the plane, Song Nian'an was picked up by Liu Xiangwan and taken home to rest, while Wen Jing went straight back to the company.
On the bus, Liu Xiangwan was looking down at his phone when he suddenly yelled "Holy crap!"
Song Nian'an turned her head and asked, "What's wrong?"
Liu Xiangwan exclaimed excitedly, "Your husband's company is trending on social media!"
"What?"
When Song Nian'an opened Weibo, the hashtag #Wen's Group Suspected of Tax Evasion, Company Executives Suspected of Fraudulent Accounting# was trending at number one.
"No way... When did this happen..." Song Nian'an stared wide-eyed, clicking into the timeline compiled from Weibo posts, and found it was actually four days ago.
Back then, Wen Jing was with him in the haunted house, hiding from the chain ghost...
The victim who first posted on Weibo to accuse the rape was named Wang Wenran. She wrote a long post detailing the cause and process of her sexual assault by Li Wangbo, the vice president of Wen's Group.
Song Nian'an clicked on the photo and looked at it. He had seen Li Wangbo before; he was the short, fat, bald guy.
Wang Wenran and Li Wangbo met at a party. That very night, Li Wangbo showered her with attention, sending her flowers and perfume, and then began pursuing her.
A week later, Wang Wenran became addicted. A year later, Li Wangbo used a video of the two of them in a hotel to blackmail her into falsifying accounts at the company.
The company then released its cash flow statements and the specific amounts invested in the projects.
Many of the companies in which it invested have now been deregistered.
Finally, Wang Wenran added, "My life has been ruined by your Wen Group. I have nothing to fear. Exposing the secrets of your dark capitalists is the final meaning of my life."
The accompanying text included numerous chat logs, investment documents stamped with the company seal, and tax filings with falsified accounting books.
The comment section was flooded with comments after the article was published.
Most netizens tagged the police and the Bureau of Industry and Commerce.
There were also those who sympathized with Wang Wenran's plight and offered her comfort and encouragement, while many others fiercely condemned the Wen Group and its scumbag leader.
In just a few days, Wen's Group's stock price hit the daily limit down.
Related to this trending Weibo post was a police report confirming that Wang Wenran and suspect Li Wangbo had been brought back to the police station for investigation.
The police don't arrest people arbitrarily unless they have enough evidence.
After reading the whole story, Song Nian'an was on the verge of cursing, "This scumbag, isn't he deliberately trying to sabotage the company?!"
After reading a few of the popular comments, I became even angrier.
"Do you think the vice president might be a temporary worker?"
"The guy upstairs, you know what I mean."
"The leaders of the Wen family are generally ruthless. Look at Wen Jing, he might do anything in private."
"Yes, isn't that the story about keeping a young live streamer as a sugar daddy?"
He wanted to call his husband to ask how things were going, but he was afraid that he was already overwhelmed with too many things, and that a call would only bother him.
Xiao Wu comforted Song Nian'an verbally, but she knew in her heart that this was quite serious.
A mob gathered downstairs at the Wen Group building, holding banners.
There were retail investors who traded stocks, angry citizens, people who had just bought Wen's real estate, and reporters.
One of the men who charged ahead shouted the loudest, "The Wen Group is bankrupt! Unscrupulous businessmen, step down!"
"Yes, we don't want the new building anymore. The construction quality is definitely shoddy. Give us our money back!!"
"Go bankrupt, you garbage company!"
The screams could be heard upstairs.
Everyone in the company was filled with anxiety.
Inside the office, the elders of the Wen family had all arrived.
Wen Liansheng took his grandmother abroad for recuperation, leaving all the household affairs to Wen Jing. However, what the elders couldn't understand was that he neglected his company business and went to record a program with Song Nian'an.
"If you hadn't been absent from the company, would this have happened?"
"I really don't understand why Wen Liansheng would hand over the position of heir to you. Look at what good things you've done!"
They went back and forth, and if this were true, it would be an internal scandal within the company, especially considering that Wen Jing had secretly transferred company accounts.
Finally, it was the second uncle who stood up, leaning on his cane. He raised his voice, "I've always thought that Wen Siyan was more suitable to be the heir of the Wen family than Wen Jing. I just didn't expect you to deliberately strip him of his power and remove him from his position. Now it's time for me to act like the head of the Wen family and take charge."
Wen Jing supported his temple with one hand, revealing no flaw whatsoever, and didn't even bother to glance at him.
He interrupted his second uncle's long-winded speech, connected to the intercom, and said, "Call security and ask them to come downstairs."
"What? Wen Jing, I'm warning you, I'm your second uncle!"
Wen Jing sneered and gripped the phone tightly. "I don't care if you're my second, third, or fourth uncle. Even if Grandpa came, I'm still the president of the Wen Group today, and I'm in charge of the Wen family. You have no right to judge me from any angle. Besides, your so-called 'overseeing the overall situation' is laughable. Anyone can put on a show. Over the past few years, how many tricks have you pulled behind the scenes, how many kickbacks have you pocketed, how much money have you used to smuggle antiques, what kind of shady business have you been running with the Wen family's money? Do you think I don't know? If you really want to settle accounts, let's have a good discussion."
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