Shen Qingchen stood in the company's slightly messy office, surrounded by piles of documents and a dazzling display of data on his computer screen. However, his eyes were fixed on the old document he had just unearthed. It had been lying there in the corner for who knows how long. The paper had turned yellow, the edges slightly curled, and it still exuded a stale smell. If it weren't for the chance encounter today, it would probably have continued to be covered in dust.
The company's recent crises had been like a surging tide, one wave after another, practically suffocating him. The stock price had plummeted, like a runaway roller coaster, and seemingly rock-solid partnerships were being withdrawn one after another. Even more heartbreaking was the discovery of a traitor within the company, leaving confidential documents falling into the hands of the enemy like snowflakes. Every leak felt like a stab in the back.
But Shen Qingchen had a relentless spirit in his bones. The more desperate the situation, the more he fought to find a way out. He stayed at the company day and night, his eyes red from working, discussing countermeasures with the team, trying to turn the tide. It was during this frantic time, while sorting through old files, that he stumbled upon this forgotten "Time Treasure Box."
At first, he paid it no mind, merely flipping through the document. However, as his eyes swept over the cryptic handwriting on the document, his heartbeat quickened. The handwriting was crooked, as if written in haste, yet with a certain deliberate disguise. Yet, Shen Qingchen recognized it instantly: it was his father's. His hands trembled slightly, and years of longing and respect for his father surged through him like a tide. When his father was alive, he had been so resolute and courageous, managing a vast enterprise. Yet, overnight, an inexplicable disaster struck him. The enterprise collapsed, the family was disgraced, and his father passed away, filled with hatred. Now, these few words felt like a helping hand from his father, reaching out from another time and space.
Shen Qingchen suppressed his inner excitement, sat down, and read word by word. The contents of the document were obscure and difficult to understand, filled with code words and ciphers. It was obvious that his father had adopted this encryption method to protect key information when he sensed the approaching danger. His brows were furrowed, his eyes focused as if he could see through the paper, his mind racing, trying to decipher these secrets that had been hidden for so many years.
Time ticked by, the office silent except for his heavy breathing and the scratching of his pen across paper. Suddenly, his eyes lit up as a strange, recurring symbol caught his attention. This seemingly ordinary symbol appeared at key points throughout the documents. Drawing on the keen insight cultivated by years of experience in the business world, he instinctively knew it held the key to solving the mystery.
He began frantically searching the company's database, pulling out every document and record related to the symbol, filling his entire desk. He then compared and cross-analyzed this information with older documents, and gradually, the outline of a vague map emerged in his mind. Those seemingly unrelated numbers and place names found their place on this invisible map, ultimately pointing to a mysterious location: an abandoned factory on the edge of the city, desolate and uninhabited.
Shen Qingchen was secretly delighted, realizing that this might truly be the key to turning the tide. This abandoned factory, far from the hustle and bustle of the city and rarely visited, was the perfect place for the mysterious organization to hide its secrets and plot in secret. He seemed to have already seen the den of evil hidden in the darkness. If he could destroy it, he could deal a fatal blow to the mysterious organization and relieve Jiang Zhi of the pressure, even if only a tiny bit.
Without time to think, Shen Qingchen immediately summoned his most trusted men. These men were his brothers who had followed him for many years, each loyal and skilled. Upon hearing that they had found clues about the mysterious organization, their eyes lit up with fighting spirit, and they were all ready to fight.
Everyone quickly gathered around the conference table. Shen Qingchen shared his clues and deductions, and his men nodded and offered their own insights. Soon, a detailed raid plan gradually took shape amidst the discussion. They planned their route, avoiding potential spies and traps, and chose the most secluded path to the abandoned factory. They also meticulously divided the personnel: a commando team for the frontal assault, a support team for flanking cover, and technicians skilled in electronic equipment, ready to crack any security systems within the factory.
Everything was ready. Shen Qingchen stood up and glanced at each of his brothers with a firm gaze. His voice was low but full of power: "Brothers, this operation is related to our life and death, and whether justice can be upheld. The mysterious organization has committed many evil deeds and harmed countless of our relatives and friends. Now, the opportunity for revenge is right in front of us. I know this trip is full of dangers, but I believe that as long as we work together, nothing can stop us!"
The men shouted in unison, their morale high. Shen Qingchen took a deep breath and led the way out of the office. At this moment, the sky outside was gloomy and covered with dark clouds, as if a storm was about to come, just like the severe challenge they were about to face. But Shen Qingchen had no fear in his heart, only the determination to move forward.
The convoy slowly drove out of the company and sped towards the edge of the city. Inside the car, Shen Qingchen checked his weapons again, his mind constantly reviewing every detail of the plan, ensuring that nothing would go wrong. The scenery along the way quickly passed by, but he had no time to appreciate it, his mind was filled with the upcoming battle.
As they approached the abandoned factory, the convoy slowed down and quietly stopped beside a secluded grove of trees. Everyone got out of the cars and, as planned, quickly dispersed, fanning out towards the factory. Shen Qingchen walked in front, his steps light but firm, each step carefully taken, fearing to alert the enemy within.
My dear, there is more to this chapter. Please click on the next page to continue reading. It will be even more exciting later!
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
