Chapter 3 Don’t Collect Free Wild Flowers
The documents were neatly arranged in the center, pens were on the right, and a bone china cup with the group's logo was in the upper left corner. Green plants were placed in the front, middle, and back of the conference table. After repeatedly ensuring that everything was in order and that nothing was missing, Qin Qinsen left the meeting room.
When the door was closed, the hideous face of a ghost was reflected on the decorative metal.
Until he could find a better way to deal with the original owner who had transformed into a fierce ghost, Qin Qinsen could only accept his fate and go to work. Under the fierce ghost's surveillance, if he relaxed even a little, this fierce ghost, who was obsessed with work, would appear through anything that could reveal its shape and rush out to scratch his face on the spot.
"Why are you sighing? Have you written down the process of the signing ceremony? There must be no mistakes." Shangguan Yue looked at Qin Qinsen strangely.
After revealing his local identity, he actually started working diligently, completely slacking off. Not only did his usual carefree attitude completely disappear, but he even completed his most disliked writing tasks diligently, earning praise from the picky PR department for his writing skills.
Today's signing ceremony was also scheduled to be completed by two secretaries. She just went in to see that the preliminary preparations had been completed during her lunch break.
Shangguan Yue suddenly felt a sense of crisis. What did he mean?
Just because Mr. Luo suddenly changed his mind at the last cocktail party, he can perform so hard?
"Shangguan? Shangguan Yue!" Seeing no response, Project Manager Wu raised his voice helplessly. "What are you thinking about so intently? Have you typed out the information you just wrote?"
Shangguan Yue finally came back to her senses from her thoughts, "Huh? What?"
"The implementation standards of the terms are different from yesterday's final version. I've asked Mr. Luo about it, and he's going to follow yesterday's. The information has been prepared and sent over." Qin Qinsen didn't even raise his head, leaning against the wall with his eyes closed.
It was lunchtime, but the original owner of the evil ghost had to show up and yell at him to get back to work. Working was already annoying, and now the thought of seeing that evil face somewhere the next time he opened his eyes made Qin Qinsen feel completely depressed.
"Ouch, you're more careful." Director Wu slapped his forehead, he almost made a mistake.
Today is the signing ceremony for the project cooperation with Teng Group, and there must be no mistakes or omissions.
"You are in for a treat. I heard that the president of Teng Corporation is coming here in person today." Director Wu made a funny expression on his round face, leaving Shangguan Yue bewildered.
Qin Qinsen’s reaction disappointed Director Wu even more. He didn’t react at all.
"Teng Group! A Fortune 500 company! Their CEO is Teng Su, the wealthy bachelor who tops the list of the most desirable people in the country."
"oh."
Director Wu left disappointed after not getting the response he wanted, but before leaving he did not forget to remind the two to do the logistical work well.
"Is the Teng family very powerful?" Shangguan Yue was curious.
After turning off the alarm on his phone, he opened his eyes, straightened his clothes, and said, "You don't watch the news? Let's go, it's time to go in."
The familiar atmosphere, the familiar flashing lights, and the huge conference room was filled with noisy voices.
When Qin Qinsen entered the conference room, he was inexplicably dazed for a moment. Just as he was distracted, he heard a voice from behind him: "Make way."
He turned sideways and looked back at the person's eyes, which seemed familiar, but he was sure that they had never met before.
The other person happened to look over, and their eyes met for a moment. As their sides met, the cool scent of cedar wafted into his nose.
"Thank you." The man's voice was pleasant and slightly low, but his mouth corners were straight and his face was cold, giving people the feeling that he was not easy to get along with.
Teng Su took the main seat and, without much movement, spotted a young man checking procedures with his colleagues below. He appeared thin and fair, but his hands were incredibly strong, leaving a deep impression on him.
"Boss Teng." Luo Nanchen greeted the newcomer and followed his gaze. He frowned slightly, a hint of displeasure flashing in his eyes. "That's my secretary over there. Is there anything I haven't arranged properly or overlooked? Shangguan, come here."
Teng Su raised his eyebrows. This guy's habit of talking to himself might never change in his lifetime.
When Shangguan Yue stood still before him, Teng Su withdrew his gaze and looked at her. "Who is this?"
"Shangguan Yue, she single-handedly managed all the procedures for today's ceremony. She's very capable. If Mr. Teng has any needs, please let her know."
When he heard the words "take care of it all by yourself", Teng Su's eyes flashed with sarcasm. He looked the man over with cold eyes and said abruptly, "Can you raise any request?"
Luo Nanchen's expression twisted. He didn't know what Teng Su meant. Just as he was about to speak, he heard Qin Qinsen's voice.
"Boss Luo, Boss Teng, time is almost up."
The signing ceremony went very smoothly. On that day, news about the cooperation between the Teng and Luo families accounted for most of the hot searches on Weibo, and the handshake and signing photos of the two young talents spread all over the Internet.
He placed his phone upside down on the table, covered his computer monitor with a newly bought dust cover, and then took the last two sips of his cup. The sad workday was coming to an end, and he planned to have a good sleep over the weekend.
"What do you think he meant? Why was he looking at me like that?"
Shangguan Yue next door was still muttering, "There's still time to sign the contract..."
The scrutinizing gaze of the superior made her feel a little embarrassed.
Biting her lower lip, Shangguan Yue was certain Teng Su had some ill thoughts about her. She desperately needed someone to talk to and seek advice, but there was only one man around, Qin Qinsen, with whom she had only an ordinary relationship. He didn't seem like a suitable person to confide in.
"You're overthinking it. He's just like that. People online are constantly calling on him to change his expression. Just search online if you don't believe me." Putting down his cup, Qin Qinsen pondered. In the book, Luo Nanchen has a ton of romantic interests and countless good sisters. But Shangguan Yue is different. She has no best friends, no close friends, and rarely even a casual friend. From beginning to end, she has only had one close relationship with Luo Nanchen.
When I think about it this way, why does the little girl seem a little pitiful?
Qin Qinsen put away his wandering thoughts and said, "Relax, he might have an eye problem, but he is embarrassed to say it at such an important signing ceremony."
Shangguan Yue almost laughed out loud when she heard this. Why didn't Qin Qinsen usually show his humorous side? However...
"It's already time to get off work, why aren't you leaving yet?" Before, at 5:59 pm, this person must have packed up his things and headed to the time clock. When he got there, it was exactly 6 o'clock, to the minute, and he punched out.
Qin Qinsen smiled and said, "Waiting for someone."
Just as she was about to answer, Luo Nanchen's voice came. Shangguan Yue hurriedly stood up. The person next to her suddenly said, "Call me if you have anything. Don't figure it out by yourself."
Qin Qinsen looked at her back and shook his head helplessly. He caught a glimpse of the distorted face on the metal sculpture from the corner of his eye and immediately rolled his eyes, "Get lost."
Lu Zhi, who was waiting downstairs in his car, was both annoyed and nervous.
Ever since Qin Qinsen helped him pull out a black wire last time, he really hadn't heard anything he shouldn't have heard, but after careful observation for a while, he found that there was no one around him who was particularly unlucky, except himself.
"Did you meet a master?" Qin Qinsen got into the car and noticed something different about Lu Zhi at first sight. His luck was still down, but his original bloody aura had been suppressed a lot.
Lu Zhi answered while steering, "I don't know if I can be considered an expert. I've been listening to you recently and have been to several temples. I've had several interactions with the masters at Ning'an Temple."
That's it, Qin Qinsen nodded, and thought to himself that he would go for a walk next time, maybe he could send the original owner of the evil ghost away.
"Master, what do you think I should do?"
"Go to your usual workplace first."
Qin Qinsen never imagined that this guy worked at Teng Group.
"I work in the security department and am usually responsible for Mr. Teng's safety. I'm considered a bodyguard." Lu Zhi scratched his head and explained.
He's been on unpaid leave for the past month because he's in such poor condition. Wherever he's around, things start to go wrong. Objects get thrown from high places, walls collapse. Last time, when he was escorting Teng Su out, he heard a loud bang in the parking lot. In a moment of panic, he threw the man under him to protect him, but no one else claimed to have heard it.
From then on, the security department did not dare to entrust Teng Su's safety to him anymore. They just told him to have a good rest, and the implicit meaning was that he should find a temple to worship.
Qin Qinsen glanced at him and glanced around his empty workstation. "Did you buy this potted plant?"
"Ah? Yes, it's in the flower shop downstairs."
I originally wanted to learn from the girls in administration next door and decorate my workstation to make it look more aesthetically pleasing. However, my aesthetic taste is limited, and after a long time of tinkering, I couldn't come up with anything, so I ended up returning it to its original state. Even the potted plants were a gift from the flower shop downstairs for a new opening promotion. I scanned the QR code and followed the official account.
Qin Qinsen picked up the potted plant and started digging in the soil. Soon, a black symbol the length of his little finger appeared. "Let's go to the flower shop."
It happened to be the Friday rush hour, and the hurried white-collar workers were a little impatient with the two living people standing in the middle of the road blocking their way.
"Excuse me, where did that flower shop go?" Lu Zhi stretched out his hand and randomly picked a young man who had just got off work to ask.
"Flower shop?" The young man stopped and looked in the direction Lu Zhi pointed. "You said there was a flower stall here at the beginning of the month. They said they were doing promotions and would stay in each district for a few days."
Lu Zhi was a little bewildered and a little helpless. "What should I do? He's gone. How could he harm someone without any grudge against me?"
His current job is the best he's been since leaving the military. His boss appears stern but is actually very considerate, and the benefits package is excellent. His colleagues are all very friendly, and the salary is at the top of the industry. The work environment isn't bad either, with food and accommodation provided. The only problem is that breaks are irregular, and emergencies are common.
But compared with other security jobs, it's like heaven and earth.
If he couldn't find the person who harmed him, he wouldn't be able to continue his security work in his condition. If he continued to have bad luck, what would he do in the future? Thinking of his paralyzed father at home and his mother who had to swallow her daily suffering, Lu Zhi felt even more distressed.
"Why are you in such a hurry? Didn't you say you have their official account? Take it out and have a look." Qin Qinsen reminded.
When you open the official account named Xinxin Flower Art, you will only see the studio introduction and online ordering, but the physical store location is not displayed.
"I'll ask someone to check." Lu Zhi said and started making a phone call.
Qin Qinsen returned to the cool office lobby, sat down on the sofa in the lounge area, unfolded the black talisman, and observed it carefully.
The talisman was small, with a clear pattern painted in white paint, a typical luck-changing charm. Add to that the incantations painted on the four corners, both drawing and changing luck. The creator would have to be incredibly unlucky to need these two incantations, and they wouldn't be afraid of dying from overeating.
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