That night, Eugene Jeffrey was playing cards with his brothers in the bar when he suddenly heard a loud noise.
After a while, a phone call came in: The factory exploded!
He was stunned for a moment and looked at the time. It was just after eight o'clock.
this……
How is this possible?
Is Quan Qiao's prediction a lesson? Was it truly accurate?
He doesn't believe it!
He ran out quickly and drove to his factory.
The factory, which had been in good condition, was now in ruins and had been blown beyond recognition. Rescue vehicles were using large water guns to put out the fire.
The glass of the surrounding houses was shattered, cracks appeared in some places, and the eaves collapsed.
The residents were all fleeing in panic, away from this dangerous place.
Eugene Jeffrey stood there in a pile of ruins, frozen in disbelief.
His factory...
How could his factory be blown up just like that?
Someone ran out, and he grabbed the person and asked angrily:
"What the hell is going on?! Didn't I tell you to work overtime monitoring tonight?"
"President... President, there's nothing unusual in the surveillance footage. Preliminary investigation suggests the explosion was caused by aging equipment..."
When Eugene Jeffrey heard this, he staggered back several steps.
Aging equipment?
He had always thought that Quan Qiao would take action tonight, so he asked people to keep an eye on all the peripheries.
Inside the factory, he only arranged for people to conduct a preliminary inspection.
I never thought that the problem would actually occur in my own factory!
He suddenly thought of something and immediately took out his cell phone to check.
The time was around 8:40.
Based on the time he drove here, everything matched, exactly as Quan Qiao said!
so……
Quan Qiao was right... Quan Qiao was really right...
He sat down on the messy ground, his face full of disbelief.
Looking at the factory reduced to ruins, I feel a sense of powerlessness at the changes in the world.
In less than half an hour, his phone was flooded with calls until it ran out of battery and turned off.
The rescue team quickly put out the fire and troubleshooted the problem, and finally resolved the secondary damage.
Many people related to the factory rushed over and gathered around Eugene Jeffrey, discussing:
"How could this happen? He was fine when he got off work, how come..."
"With such a large factory and the stockpiled goods, the loss must be at least tens of billions!"
“What will happen to the company in the future? Can it make a comeback?”
"It seems like the surrounding residents are going to jointly sue our factory, and the factory will have to face huge compensation!"
"Ah...luckily, the entire factory happened to be closed today, so no one died. That's a blessing in disguise, right?"
When Eugene Jeffrey heard this, his eyes changed again and again.
Tonight was supposed to be a busy project, with nearly two thousand people having to work overtime, and even many of his closest relatives were supposed to stay in the factory.
But because of Quan Qiao's phone call, he was uneasy and asked everyone to go home.
If I didn't have the power, I'm afraid...
Eugene Jeffrey didn't dare to think about the consequences at all. He suddenly stood up and strode away.
Someone grabbed him and asked with concern: "Jeffrey, where are you going..."
Eugene Jeffrey didn't answer, but quickly got into his car and drove back to his home.
After charging and turning on his phone, he found Quan Qiao's call records and called Quan Qiao.
In the Medical Research Dormitory Building No. 888.
Quan Qiao was taking a lazily bath in her bathroom, with the water containing premium red rose petals.
The landline in the living room suddenly beeped.
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