Chapter 085 Jinjiang First Release
After lunch, Lu Xiaomang felt much better. She said goodbye to everyone and walked out of Ci Xin Hall. Although an unpleasant incident happened today, it could not defeat her love for this job.
After seeing off Lu Xiaomang, the group returned to their respective rooms and had a comfortable nap. When Bai Mian woke up, she found that it was already past the afternoon opening time, but there was still no movement in Weng Xuhua and Gao Jin's rooms. She hurriedly woke up the two elderly people, and went to the end of the corridor to wake up Lame Brother and Little Sister Yang. Perhaps because they had eaten too much for lunch, everyone overslept today.
After being awakened by Bai Mian, several people hurried downstairs, only to see that the gate was already full of onlookers waiting to watch the show. Weng Xuhua hurriedly opened the door to let them in.
"Why are you opening so late?"
A short man with a briefcase under his arm walked past Weng Xuhua with a sullen face, complaining angrily.
Weng Xuhua smiled gently and took all the responsibility on himself:
"I am old and have forgotten the time. I am sorry to have kept you waiting for so long."
The short man ignored Weng Xuhua and walked straight inside. Weng Xuhua reminded him: "Is this patient here to see me? Please queue up."
The short man said impatiently, "Fuck you, who is the patient? I'm here to have my fortune told, and I've been waiting all morning!"
It seems that this is the third fate master today. Bai Mian didn't have a good impression of him at first glance. This man has a greasy temperament all over his body. In addition, he spoke so arrogantly to the master just now. Bai Mian couldn't help but feel disgusted with him.
The short man walked up to Bai Mian and his expression changed instantly. He pointed at the QR code on the table and said with a playful smile: "Beauty, you only charge ten yuan for one calculation. Isn't that too cheap? At this rate, you won't make much money in a month. You are so beautiful and so capable. It's a pity for you to stay in this small place. How about this, let's add WeChat and I'll introduce you to a better job later. How about that?"
"No need. Some money can be earned but not spent." Bai Mian gave him a cold smile and pointed behind him. "Apologize to my master."
The short man looked back at Weng Xuhua and said with disdain, "Humph, what did I do? I just complained a few words. Do you need to apologize for such a small matter?"
Bai Mian sat on the chair calmly: "If you don't apologize, please leave. I won't diagnose your pulse."
"You!" The short man slammed the table in anger, "Why don't you tell my fortune? I was clearly picked when you drew the numbers this morning. Everyone was watching!"
As the short man spoke, he looked for help to the people around him, hoping that someone would stand up and speak for him, but everyone didn't like him, so no one said a word.
Bai Mian waved the fan in his hand and said, "The decision of diagnosis is in my hands. As long as I don't nod, no matter how much you argue, it will only be a waste of time."
The short man was furious: "My goodness, you are incredible. I am a big boss and I came all the way here to have my fortune told, and you treat me like this?"
Lame Brother reminded him, "Brother, the boss is nothing here. All kinds of celebrities and rich people have come here. No matter who you are, you are all equal here. If you want to tell fortunes, you must first learn to respect people. Now, apologize to our boss."
The short man cursed in his heart, he couldn't let go of his pride and was reluctant to give up the opportunity to have his fortune told. After some hesitation, he turned around and reluctantly apologized to Weng Xuhua.
After apologizing, Bai Mian allowed him to sit down in front of the diagnosis table and tell him the questions he wanted to consult.
The short man clapped his hands, and several people walked out of the crowd and stood behind him. He crossed his arms and looked at Lame Brother arrogantly. Lame Brother raised his eyebrows and smiled:
"Why, this is your bodyguard?"
There were several people standing behind him, both men and women. They were all dressed in ordinary clothes and had resentful looks on their faces. They could play the role of zombies by sticking a talisman on their faces.
The short man waved his hand: "Stupid, can't you see that? I've already said that I'm the boss, so these people are of course my employees!"
After the short man said the word "idiot", Lame Brother's smiling eyes were filled with murderous intent, and he tried his best to restrain his fists.
Bai Mian knocked on the table with his joints and emphasized to the short man again: "If you want to tell fortunes, you must learn to respect others and apologize to my colleagues."
The same scene was played out again. The short man reluctantly apologized to the lame brother. The employees behind him all looked indifferent, obviously they were used to such things.
After talking so much, the short man finally got to the point. He leaned over and whispered to Bai Mian, "Master, I came here today to figure out who among my employees wants to harm me?"
Bai Mian was not surprised when he heard this. After all, judging from the way this man behaved, there were probably quite a few people who wanted to harm him.
Seeing that Bai Mian was unmoved, the short man opened the briefcase under his arm, reached in, took out a large piece of something wrapped in newspaper and threw it on the pulse chart.
Lame Brother thought he was going to attack Bai Mian, so he immediately stood in front of Bai Mian. He only relaxed after seeing the newspaper.
"What is this?" asked the lame brother.
The short man wrinkled his nose and said, "You'll know if you open it and take a look."
Lame Brother looked at him suspiciously, and tore open the newspaper wrapped around it. After layer after layer of newspaper was torn off, the things inside were exposed. After seeing the things clearly, everyone present let out a creepy cry -
It was a human-shaped doll woven with black thread, about the size of a palm. All of the doll's facial features had been dug out, leaving only a few scary black holes. Its entire body was pierced with silver needles, making it look just like a hedgehog.
"Ah——" Lame Brother took a breath of cold air, "Is this... a cursed doll? This thing looks weird at first glance, where did you get it from?"
The short man snorted coldly and looked back at his employees: "It's all their fault!"
After seeing the doll, Bai Mian finally became interested in the matter. She looked closely at the people behind her and asked the short man to tell her the whole story from beginning to end.
The short man sat down on the chair, crossed his legs, and spoke in a superior manner, "My name is Wang Zufeng, I'm 33 years old, I'm not talented, but I'm a boss and I own an advertising company. These few people behind me are all my employees. By the end of this month, my company will have been in business for a year. Although the company encountered many difficulties during this year, I led the company through the difficulties. So far, my company has made good profits. In just one year, I changed my car from Wuling Hongguang to Land Rover..."
Wang Zufeng wanted to continue talking, but Crip interrupted him: "No way, from your tone I thought you were the big boss of a listed company, but it turns out you are just a small boss of a start-up company, and the company has only been open for less than a year. There are so many small bosses like you."
Hearing Cripple's merciless ridicule, Wang Zufeng said coldly: "I have a Land Rover, do you have one?"
Lame Brother was so angry that he choked. Bai Mian knocked on the table again and reminded him, "Keep it simple and get to the point."
Wang Zufeng continued to talk about the original topic: "In short, my business was quite successful. I have been living smoothly for the past year. But I don't know what happened this month. I started to get sick frequently, with rhinitis and gastroenteritis. My wife not only didn't feel sorry for me, but also beat me up. Look, the mark on my face is still there!"
Wang Zufeng pointed to the edge of his left eye socket, where there was a faint hint of blue.
He said: "I suspected that the company's feng shui was bad. You know, feng shui is very important when starting a business. In order to change my fortune, I spent a lot of money to find a feng shui master to help me choose a new feng shui site."
"A grave?" interrupted Lame Brother.
Wang Zufeng glared at Lame Brother and said, "Of course it's the office space in the office building!"
Bai Mian had no choice but to put down his fan and interrupt their schoolboy-like bickering. Wang Zufeng then got to the point:
"After choosing the new address, I hired a moving truck and took all my employees with me to move. We packed our office supplies in large boxes and put them in the truck. Then the truck drove away and we took the subway to the new company."
Lame brother couldn't help but mock him again: "Hey, you have a Land Rover, why don't you use your Land Rover to take them there?"
Wang Zufeng snorted coldly: "The Land Rover is mine, not theirs. Why should I let them sit in it? It's much better to squeeze into the subway, and you can also exercise!"
"What happened next?" Bai Mian asked with a frown.
Wang Zufeng said: "After the truck arrived, the driver opened the door for us, and the doll rolled out. Look!"
As he spoke, he carefully turned the doll over and saw the words "Wang Zufeng" and a string of numbers written on the back of the doll. He explained: "This string of numbers is my birthday. This cursed doll is obviously aimed at me!"
Lame Brother looked at the kid and sighed, "Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, this person really hates you so much that he wants you to die and pierce your heart with thousands of arrows. This person not only wants you to die, but also wants you to die miserably."
Wang Zufeng nodded and said, "Yes, after seeing this broken thing, I immediately understood that all my bad luck recently was because of it! It cursed me!"
"In my own company, someone wants to curse me to death. How terrible! Since I found this cursed doll, I was so angry that I couldn't even eat. I haven't slept well for several nights. Master, I came here today to ask you, which employee made this doll? Who wants to harm me?"
"Did you see clearly whose box it fell out of?" asked Lame Brother.
Wang Zufeng slapped his thigh and said, "This is the crux of the matter. The moving truck made a sharp turn on the road and threw all of our cartons over. Everyone's stuff was mixed together and we couldn't tell whose stuff belonged to whom. That's when the doll was thrown out. I investigated at the company and no one admitted it!"
Wang Zufeng turned around and fiercely said to the employees: "I'm warning you one last time. If no one admits it, your wages for this month will be deducted!"
Lame Brother advised: "There's no need to be like this. What one person does doesn't need to involve everyone."
Wang Zufeng blew his beard and glared at them, saying, "F*ck, you are a bunch of wicked people. I pay you wages every month and support you! How dare you curse me behind my back? If I die, who will pay you wages?"
The employees behind him all lowered their heads like dead people. Bai Mian thought his voice was too noisy and took his pulse directly:
"Don't say anything. I'm taking your pulse now."
Wang Zufeng calmed down. Bai Mian held his hand for a moment, then let go of his hand. He leaned forward expectantly and said, "Master, what's the result?"
Bai Mian stepped back silently and said, "First of all, your illness was not caused by the curse of the doll, but by human beings."
"Human?"
Hearing this, Wang Zufeng's eyebrows stood up. He turned around and glared at his employees, shouting:
"Who did it? I'm giving you a chance now. Tell me what happened yourself. I promise I won't retaliate against you. If the master points it out, the result will be different. I tell you, this master is very smart. If you let her take your pulse, she can tell you everything!"
Several employees looked at each other, and finally one person stood up. He was a driver in the company. The driver whispered, "Sorry, boss, I sent the photo of you and Xiao Mi to the boss's wife."
Wang Zufeng was so angry that his eyes widened: "Why would you do such a thing for no reason? Are you sick? You clearly know that my wife is a martial artist. One punch from her left me lying in bed for half a month without being able to get up!"
The driver said hesitantly, "Because you drank too much that day and had sex with your mistress in the car, your mistress's thong fell on the car and was discovered by my wife. You forced me to admit that it was my mistress, causing my wife to threaten me with divorce every day. I was so angry that I sent an anonymous message to the boss's wife..."
Wang Zufeng cursed: "You f**k, as a driver, isn't it your duty to cover for your boss? Do you know that because of the anonymous message you sent, my wife beat me up as soon as I entered the house. She beat me so badly that it took me three days to see again! You dare to do this, do you not want your salary?"
The driver muttered quietly: "I earn money to support my family. My family is about to go bankrupt. What's the point of earning money..."
Wang Zufeng interrupted his complaints: "Okay, okay, so you are also responsible for my gastroenteritis and rhinitis?"
The driver immediately denied: "No, I only did this one thing, as for the others..."
The driver looked at his colleagues on both sides and said nothing more.
Wang Zufeng used coercion and inducement again, and finally another female employee stood up. She was the company's planner. She said, "Boss, I admit that I was responsible for the rhinitis. I knew you had rhinitis, so I smeared pollen on your computer mouse, causing your rhinitis to flare up. I did this because you always made dirty jokes to female employees, told some obscene jokes, and even tried to take advantage of them. I really couldn't stand it anymore, so I resorted to this desperate measure. After your rhinitis flared up, you wiped your nose every day, so you didn't have the mood to harass female employees."
After hearing this, Lame Brother burst into laughter. Everyone looked at Wang Zufeng with contempt. Wang Zufeng's face turned purple. He said stubbornly, "What's wrong with telling dirty jokes? I just wanted to entertain everyone. Who would have thought that you can't take a joke!"
Several female employees rolled their eyes. Wang Zufeng said directly: "Come on, come on, tell me what you are dissatisfied with me. I promise not to pursue it! I want to see what you have done behind my back!"
A petite woman stood up. She was a designer in the company. She said, "Boss, your gastroenteritis is caused by me. You always steal the snacks I put in the company refrigerator, so I bought a bunch of expired snacks and put them in the refrigerator. Sure enough, you ate them. I just wanted you to change your bad habit of taking advantage of others."
Wang Zufeng was so angry that he jumped up and down: "I pay your salary, so what if I eat your snacks? Colleagues are like family, don't be so fussy, why are you so stingy?"
The designer said unconvincedly: "I don't have any other hobbies except eating snacks. I spend all my monthly salary on snacks, but you ate them all. Of course I'm angry!"
The company's salesperson also came out to help design the speech: "Boss, you still have the nerve to say that others are stingy? You should be the stingiest person in the company! Go out and ask around to see which bosses don't allow their employees to go to the toilet. If the things you do get out, I'm afraid people will laugh their heads off!"
"Not allowing employees to go to the toilet?" Lame Brother pricked up his gossipy little ears.
Wang Zufeng coughed twice and quickly explained himself: "It's not like that. Don't listen to her nonsense. It's not as exaggerated as she said. I don't forbid employees to go to the toilet. I just charge a fee for going to the toilet. It's only one yuan. Isn't that too much?"
The salesperson put his hands on his hips and said, "Boss, please be more comprehensive. What do you mean it's only one dollar? It's one dollar per minute! Can you believe it? We are all in a big office. The office obviously has an independent bathroom, but the boss bought a lock and locked the bathroom. If anyone wants to go to the bathroom, they need to ask the boss for the key, and they have to pay one dollar per minute. This is not the most outrageous thing. The most outrageous thing is that every time someone goes to the bathroom, he will stand at the door and count the seconds!"
Lame brother frowned, "No way, you are a boss after all, why do you have to earn even this little money? Besides, the boss of a company will always go out to discuss things. If he is not in the company, how are you going to go to the toilet?"
The salesperson was speechless: "Then you can't go to the toilet, just hold it in! I might as well tell you, I've been working in this company for a year and I have two extra kidney stones!"
She rubbed her belly anxiously, "Me too! I used to be in good health and passed the annual physical examinations, but this year I got uterine fibroids. I don't know if it's because of holding my urine. The company has ruined my life!"
"How can you do this? Is this still a human being?"
"Even animals need to eat, drink, defecate and urinate. Being his employee is worse than being an animal in my house!"
"All prisons should be equipped with toilets. This boss is too inhumane..."
Everyone pointed at Wang Zufeng and started talking about him. Wang Zufeng showed no remorse at all and even shamelessly defended himself:
"Is it wrong for me to do this? Nowadays, there are many misconceptions online, such as 'working for a paid shit', which has corrupted young people. I locked the toilet to prevent this bad habit. If they have to pay to use the toilet, they will naturally not spend too much time in the toilet, and they can use all their energy on work. Isn't that good?"
Lame Brother was amazed: "You are simply the modern Zhou Baopi! No wonder you change cars so quickly, it turns out that your money is all squeezed out of the teeth of your employees! Your employees are too gentle to you. If it were me, I would directly urinate and defecate on your desk and see if you can still smile!"
Wang Zufeng showed a sophisticated smile: "Humph, I personally select my employees. I would never choose a troublemaker like you. You have no chance of joining my company!"
Lame looked at the employees and asked in confusion: "The boss is so bad, why do you still work for him? Is it because the salary is high?"
Several employees said nothing and shook their heads in tacit understanding.