Chapter 194: Salted Fish's Misfortune
"ah?"
"ah?"
Huo Chuan and Xiao Nan were both stunned. They seemed to be unable to react. "Why? Is this true?"
Yun Mo nodded solemnly, "It was an unexpected disaster."
She doesn't save those who deserve to die, but this person is clearly not one of them.
Yun Mo took out cinnabar yellow paper from her backpack, calmed her mind, and drew a lucky charm.
The other party seemed to have waited for quite a while, and then sent another message tentatively.
@Xianyu: "Master, any results?"
@Call My Dad: "Keep the lucky charm. Don't go to the northwest this afternoon."
Yin Weilan was a little surprised, but also a little confused. Why did he give her a lucky charm for no reason?
At this moment, she had already come down from the rooftop. Mr. He had just instructed her to deliver some materials to the chairman.
Yin Weilan suddenly woke up when she walked into the chairman's office. Judging from the direction she was in just now, this direction was northwest.
What does "Great God" mean? What happened to the Northwest?
Yin Weilan slapped her head, thinking she might have been overthinking it. The master didn't know what she was doing, so how could he calculate it so accurately?
The chairman's room was empty as usual. People who used to come and deliver things to him would just put them on his desk and leave.
Yin Weilan thought, it was just a place to put a document, there shouldn't be any accidents, so she walked in boldly.
The chairman's house has a simple living room for him to take a nap.
Yin Weilan was walking forward when she was suddenly tripped by the carpet and the documents fell all over the floor. She quickly squatted down to pick them up.
Just at this moment, the door of the living room creaked and someone came out.
It was Chairman Yan Zhan. His voice was filled with anger, the cigarette butt between his fingers almost crushed. "Mafia, don't go too far!"
Yin Weilan was very embarrassed. She must have had a bad day today. How could she hear other people's secrets one after another?
Just as he was about to stand up from the ground, another communication from Yan Zhan rang.
"Mark, how's the matter you were asked to investigate going? Who leaked it?"
"What's your last name? Are you sure?"
"No one has come to my office. Well, keep paying attention. If you find someone, don't let me see him again..."
Yin Weilan's face turned pale. Her legs were so sore that she hid behind the table and didn't dare to get up.
Combined with what she had just heard, she knew very well that she was being used by Mr. He.
The chairman suspects President He, and there is a huge secret between them. President He wants to use her to divert attention and put the blame of leaking secrets on her. Then he can continue to do something and no one will know.
Yin Weilan was trembling all over, her upper and lower teeth clenching uncontrollably, but she didn't dare to make a sound.
Having been in this company for so long, she knew something about it.
Yan Zhan and Mafia originally came from the same planet and had a good relationship in their early years. However, this year they had a falling out over a piece of purple gold sand.
Mafia has deep roots in the federal security system. Once, the mayor of District 13 blocked his way, but that person was soon reported by real name and removed from office for investigation. The ultimate beneficiary was Mafia.
Now, the Mafia has obviously set its sights on them, and their chairman is no pushover either.
Yin Weilan huddled behind the table, not daring to move. His intelligent computer had gone into silent mode, but if he continued to waste time, it was only a matter of time before he was discovered. His only hope now was the great player on the opposite side.
@Xianyu: "Master, I think I'm done. I heard the boss's secret... Will I be silenced?"
Xiao Nan and Huo Chuan opened their mouths into an O shape and looked at their palms repeatedly, fearing that something unexpected would happen.
@Call My Dad: "I need to see your face"
Yin Weilan hesitated for a long time. Her self-protection mentality made her reluctant to expose her photos, but there was no better way now.
I remembered that I tripped when I came in. How could the boss’s exquisite carpet trip her?
She turned around to look at the lucky charms in her collection. For some reason, she felt that the bright red color had faded a lot.
Yin Weilan thought about it and finally took a selfie and sent it over.
Yun Mo's heart sank, her eyes and eyebrows were weak, her complexion was gloomy, and a disaster was about to happen.
@Call My Dad: "You are in danger. Stay where you are. Don't move. Tell me your exact location!"
@Xianyu: "How do you know? Are you going to help me?"
@Call My Dad: "Address!"
@Xianyu: "Desi Company, 25th Floor, 5th Floor, East Tower, Haiwangpo, District 13, Master, you can't get in"
…
"Xiao Nan, is the Desi company you're meeting at on the 5th floor of Haiwangpo East Tower?"
"Yes, sister," Xiao Nan said immediately.
Yun Mo pondered, it seemed that things were not as simple as he had imagined.
"Tell them to change the time to half an hour later!"
"Yeah," Xiao Nan had already seen the conversation and responded decisively.
…
"Boss Yan, what does the surname Huo mean?"
Mr. He stared into Yan Zhan's eyes and asked, there was no quarrel coming from the chairman's office, could it be that Yin Weilan didn't go there?
If he can't find a good scapegoat, it will be difficult for him to handle his next tasks.
Yan Zhan's eyes deepened. "You little brat, you're quite cunning. You're trying to interrupt our preparations and launch a surprise attack."
"Then have some fun with them. The conference room is ready," said Mr. He.
Half an hour later, Yun Mo and the other two were welcomed into the conference room.
Just when Yin Weilan could no longer stay there, an employee came over and said that guests had arrived and asked the chairman to come for a meeting, finally rescuing her from this situation where she could be exposed at any time.
Yan Zhan saw three overly young faces and already knew who they were.
Some employees came up to introduce them, and Master Yan Zhan and Zhou Quan came up to say hello.
Among the three, Yun Mo is a harmless-looking girl, Huo Chuan is sloppy, and only Xiao Nan looks decent.
Yan Zhan was the first to extend his hand to Xiao Nan: "Hello, you must be Mr. Huo, you are really young and promising."
Huo Chuan: ………
Yunmo: ………
Xiao Nan: ???
"Mr. Yan, this is Mr. Huo," Xiao Nan said, pointing at Huo Chuan when he saw that he had recognized the wrong person.
The atmosphere was a bit awkward, but Yunmo was obviously used to it.
"Could Mr. Yan take us around the company?"
After Yun Mo spoke, Yan Zhan realized that he had been wrong one after another. That girl was the one who had the final say.
In fact, it needs no introduction. The feng shui here is so bad that it seems like a tiger is bullying a dragon. How can such poor feng shui lead to such a thriving business? Are you kidding me?
Yun Mo was just looking for a reason to leave.
"No, there's bloody evil spirit!"
She frowned, turned the coin, and pointed in a direction, "Can we go there and take a look?"
"There?" Yan Zhan said impatiently, "That's where the cleaning robot is."
"Xiao Nan, let's go!"
Without waiting for anyone to refuse, the three of them rushed over quickly.
"Hey, what are you doing?"
Yan Zhan didn't expect them to do this suddenly. He was shocked and hurriedly chased after them.
"Tick...tick..." Yin Weilan felt that his blood was flowing rapidly through his body.
Until there was a "creak" sound and light appeared before my eyes.
I met that girl again. What a fate. I was saved by her once when I was in the Imperial Palace. This is the second time. Is she her savior?
Yin Weilan closed her eyes amidst the cries of fear.
Emmm, I have fully resumed work after May Day. There is only one weekend left this week. The author who is running naked has been working overtime every day. He said that he is unable to revise the article... Recently, he may... uh... I'm sorry, if there is no update after 0:30 one day, don't wait...
(End of this chapter)
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