Fang Yanming, however, was not so optimistic. "I've been searching with my brothers for several days now. This woman comes and goes without a trace. We don't even know if she's still in Pingjiang. It's not that easy to find her."
He was ordered to find Young Master Qian within a week, and four days had passed. With only three days left, where was he supposed to find him? Fang Yanming was extremely worried.
"How many days do you have left?" Lu Mo asked.
"Three days. The boss said if I don't find it, I'll be fired. Sigh." Fang Yanming sighed.
Although the leader was only saying this to Deputy Director Qian and wouldn't actually dismiss him, Fang Yanming still hoped for a result within a week so as not to put the leader in a difficult position. He still wanted to get promoted!
Lu Mo pondered for a moment and said, "Ji Wuxin is definitely still in Pingjiang. It will be difficult to catch her within three days. You can ask the leaders to give you a few more days and tell Vice President Qian about Young Master Qian's situation first."
"What do you mean? Does that mean Young Master Qian has become a ghost? The boss might just smash me to death with an ashtray." Fang Yanming shrank back.
The boss has a terrible temper and is a staunch atheist. If he said something like that, wouldn't he be out of his mind?
Sang Huaiyuan chimed in, "I can testify that Lao Qian should believe Master Daoyi's words."
Sun Qiuyun shook her head. "It's difficult. Old Qian is very stubborn and only believes in direct evidence. However, I have a good relationship with Old Qian's wife, so I can talk to her. Sigh, what can I say?"
As a mother myself, I was so worried when Sang Huaiyuan was unconscious. Now, if Lao Qian's wife finds out that her son died a violent death, how can she bear it?
Sang Huaiyuan also sighed, "I still have to tell them. I need to let them know that I'm going to call Lao Qian."
Lu Mo stopped him, "Let's contact the sorceress from yesterday first. She should be able to see vengeful ghosts. We can ask her to describe what the vengeful ghost looks like, that would be more convincing."
"Yes, yes, I'll call Lao He right now."
Sun Qiuyun nodded repeatedly and immediately called Manager He. Soon after, He Weishao brought over the fortune teller from yesterday, surnamed Yu, whom everyone called Granny Yu.
Grandma Yu was happy to help, and she was even more willing after learning about Sang Huaiyuan's identity. Sang Huaiyuan called Qian Bingchuan and his wife and invited them over, and also invited Fang Yanming, their leader, to come over as well.
Qian Bingchuan was a northerner, tall and with a square face full of righteousness. His personality was as strong as his appearance. Once he made up his mind about something, nothing could change it. Madam Qian, on the other hand, was petite and delicate, clearly a woman from the south. She was gentle and kind, and spoke in a soft voice.
Behind them followed a young couple. The woman looked somewhat like Mrs. Qian, and the man was refined and polite. He greeted Sang Huaiyuan as he entered. He was Qian Bingchuan's daughter and son-in-law, and the son-in-law also worked in the municipal government.
The whole family looked haggard. Qian Bingchuan's eyes were bloodshot and his beard was unkempt. Mrs. Qian's eyes were so swollen from crying that she could barely open them and needed her daughter's help to walk. It was a heartbreaking sight.
"Is there any news about Xiaofeng? Where is he? As long as he's willing to come back, we'll do whatever he wants, and Lao Qian and I won't object anymore." Madam Qian thought they had found her son, but he was sulking and refused to come back.
Sun Qiuyun and Madam Qian had a good personal relationship, and she felt a pang of sadness, unsure of how to bring it up.
Sang Huaiyuan spoke with difficulty, "What I'm about to say may sound unbelievable, but it is what my family has personally experienced these past few days, and it is also related to Xiaofeng."
Xiao Feng is none other than the missing Mr. Qian.
Qian Bingchuan patiently listened to Sang Huaiyuan recount what had happened to Sang Liangjie, then resolutely shook his head, "Old Sang, what nonsense are you talking about? How could there be ghosts in this world?"
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