Chapter 91: Jinjiang First Launch

At this point, Huang Dafa tensed up. He swallowed and said carefully, "After he was hanged, I started to experience some inexplicable signs. It started in my office. One day, I was holding a glass of red wine and watching the stock market. Suddenly, I heard a dripping sound, as if something had fallen into my glass. I didn't pay much attention to it. After a while, there was another dripping sound. This time, I looked carefully and found that it was a drop of blood, a drop of bright red human blood!"

Lame Brother interrupted, "Wait, how do you know that's human blood?"

Huang Dafa said: "Afterwards I asked someone to do a test and it turned out that what dripped into my cup was human blood. Fortunately it was not poisonous, but it was disgusting enough. Just imagine, I almost drank the blood!"

Lame brother pouted: "Heh, you big bosses survive by sucking the blood of your employees. Does it matter if you drink more or less?"

Huang Dafa was a little angry: "I have a request to ask of the master today, so I tolerated you. Young man, you should know that no one dares to talk to me like this! You are standing up for those employees, but in my eyes, those batches of employees are like sugar cane, squeezed dry and thrown away. They are not human beings at all! Not only do I think so, all bosses in the world think so!"

Lame Brother shrugged his shoulders: "You are right, Nie Zhihui is indeed not a human being. He has now become a ghost. Maybe he is watching you from behind right now."

Huang Dafa shuddered and didn't want to argue with Lame any more. He continued, "After I found the drop of blood, I looked carefully at the ceiling. My office was decorated by me with a starry sky ceiling, so there are many small holes on the ceiling. The blood dripped from one of the small holes, but the strange thing is that the blood dripped right into my cup. I'm not kidding you, my hair stood up at that time."

"I ran out of the door in fear and asked my secretary to check the office. The secretary called the workers to lift up the starry sky ceiling, but found nothing. Don't you think this is strange? The blood appeared out of thin air!"

"After this incident, I dared not enter the office door anymore. I had no choice but to change to another office. The new office was not only simple but also gloomy. I always felt cold when I sat in it. The secretary checked for me again and again. There was nothing unusual in this room, but I still felt cold."

"My hair loss also started at this time. My hair used to be in good condition, but after coming to this room, my scalp always felt cold and sometimes itchy, as if..."

Huang Dafa lowered his voice and said slowly, "It's like someone is rubbing my scalp with their toes."

An image suddenly came to Lame Brother's mind: "Oh, I understand. It is the dead Nie Zhihui who is following you. He died right above your desk, so his soul is always standing above you, hanging himself, swaying back and forth, swaying back and forth..."

Huang Dafa's face turned very ugly: "Enough, stop talking! I'm here to see the master, not you. If I remember correctly, you don't have metaphysical abilities, right? The master hasn't even opened his mouth yet, and you're talking nonsense here!"

Lame Brother said proudly: "Don't look down on me. I am a famous crow mouth. Good things don't work, but bad things do. What if I am right?"

Huang Dafa slammed the table and looked at Bai Mian: "Master, your assistant is so rude, are you not going to do anything about it? I came here because I admire you, but I didn't expect you to be so rude to guests!"

"Okay," Bai Mian patted Lame Brother's shoulder, "I promise you, from now on, he won't talk anymore."

In order to cooperate with Bai Mian's work, Lame Brother had to shut up obediently. Huang Dafa continued, "From then on, whenever I stepped into the company, I felt that Nie Zhihui was pestering me. In order to avoid him, I simply stopped going to work and stayed at home every day. But even so, I still dreamed of Nie Zhihui every night. In my dreams, he was bleeding all over and stretched out his hands to strangle my neck. I was always strangled by him and couldn't breathe, and then woke up from the dream. Even my wife said that I have become crazy recently."

Bai Mian said with a half-smile: "But you just said that you don't have any mental problems and you're not anxious at all."

Huang Dafa patted his thigh and said, "Hey, I'm just being brave. I'm a big boss and the whole company depends on me. I have to appear calm and not let anyone see any flaws. In fact, I'm almost scared to death in my heart, so I came all the way to find you, Master Bai."

Bai Mian looked at his expression and felt that he was hiding something, so he reminded him, "If you have any secrets, you'd better tell them now. Otherwise, if I reveal them later, wouldn't it be embarrassing for you, the big boss?"

Huang Dafa cleared his throat again: "Well, this... Master, these are just some trivial matters between parents. They have nothing to do with Nie Zhihui. There is no need to talk about them..."

Bai Mian raised his eyebrows: "If you don't tell me, how can I know if there is any connection?"

Huang Dafa nodded awkwardly: "Okay, then I'll tell you, it's actually nothing, I just... fell in love with my secretary, it's nothing, go out and ask around, successful bosses like me, which one doesn't have three wives and four concubines?"

No one responded. Everyone looked at him with condemnation. Huang Dafa was a little embarrassed. He looked at the lame brother and said, "Young man, you should understand that this is normal, right?"

Lame Brother pointed at his mouth, signaling Bai Mian not to let him speak. Huang Dafa slapped the table and said, "Why are you so rigid, young man? You should speak up when you need to. I allow you to speak now, so go ahead!"

Lame Brother was relieved: "Huh, I was so suffocated, I can finally speak, your little thing is nothing, I have seen big bosses who spend more money than you."

Huang Dafa laughed: "That's right, you see this guy said so, it's just a small matter, Master, I'm done."

Bai Mian stared into his eyes: "No, you are lying."

Huang Dafa wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "Hiss, your eyes are really sharp. There is indeed another secret - I plan to make the secretary a regular."

"Then what about your current wife?" asked Lame Brother.

Huang Dafa said with emotion: "She, I really owe her too much. Back then, I was still a useless wage earner, no woman wanted to pay attention to me, only my wife did not despise me, squatted on the roadside with me to eat lunch, and later I started my own business, and she helped me manage the company's affairs. Now, more than 30 years of ups and downs have passed, I finally succeeded in starting a business, and she has become a shrew. Now she is no longer worthy of me, it's time to replace her."

Huang Dafa was so heartless that Lame couldn't bear to watch it, but this was his personal matter after all, so Lame had to say: "Since you have made a decision, then compensate your wife more financially. After all, she gave you her best years."

Huang Dafa shook his head: "You don't understand at all. My wife and I can't get divorced. Although she has gradually withdrawn from the company and returned to her family over the years, she still holds the company's shares because she is also one of the company's founders. She owns 40% of the company's shares and I own 60%. If we get divorced, she will sue to take my shares. In this way, her shares may exceed mine. Then she will become the largest chairman of the company and I will be the second."

Lame brother was very confused: "What on earth are you talking about? I am confused. You just said you were going to kick your wife out, and now you say you will never get a divorce. What do you mean?"

Huang Dafa rubbed his hands and laughed a few times: "What a silly boy, I said I wanted to replace her, but I didn't say I wanted a divorce. Apart from divorce, can't you think of other possibilities? What I want is - a widow."

Lame Brother cried out in surprise and covered his mouth. The people around him also realized Huang Dafa's true intention, and everyone felt a chill down their spine.

"You were planning to kill your wife?" Cripple asked in disbelief. "This is much more serious than the so-called encounter with a ghost. You actually said it out loud in public. How dare you do that?"

Huang Dafa spread his hands and said, "I don't want to do this either. Didn't the master force me to say this? Besides, the method I use is very magical. Even if you call the police to arrest me, the police will release me."

"Poisoning? Hiring someone to kill?" Lame Brother guessed.

Huang Dafa shook his head and revealed the answer himself: "My only method is to get used to her. In the early years, my husband and I attended too many drinking parties and social gatherings, and both of us suffered from three highs. I cherish my life and have been paying attention to eating light food in recent years. She is completely the opposite. She is a greedy person and likes to eat oily and spicy food, especially hot pot. She feels uncomfortable if she doesn't eat it for a day."

Lame Brother suddenly realized: "So, you want to get used to her, let her eat whatever she wants, and then cause her three highs to worsen and die sooner?"

Huang Dafa nodded: "I carefully selected the chef in my house. His cooking skills are very much to her liking. When he cooks, he would use three bags of salt for a meal. My wife loves it very much. I told the chef to listen to my wife and cook whatever she wants to eat. In addition, there must be a hot pot every day."

"This is my method. Even if you call the police to arrest me, what can they do to me? Even if the police investigate, they can only say that it was my wife who committed suicide. Bad living habits are chronic poisons. What did I do wrong? I just doted on my wife too much!"

Lame Brother said in shock: "You...you are really a beast..."

Huang Dafa smiled slightly: "Oh, really? On the contrary, I think I have been very kind. I gave her the happiest way to die, without poison or violence. Maybe on the day of her death, she will still eat her favorite food. If she knew, she might thank me!"

Weng Xuhua, who was standing by, couldn't stand it any longer. He trembled and said, "You are simply... without any humanity!"

Huang Dafa asked back: "What is human nature? Can it be eaten? Can it be sold for money? You don't understand anything. If you were in my shoes, you would understand my choice. The road to entrepreneurship is so difficult. If I still had human nature, I would have been eliminated by the market long ago!"