Wei Qishan talked on and on for a long time, but still didn't get a reply from the director.
Somewhat anxiously, he urged, "Director! What exactly is going to happen to Lu Mengmeng? Just tell us!"
If you're worried about spending money, that's fine, since Wu Heng has invested so much money in you anyway.
Just find the most expensive master to come over!
If you really don't have any money, find someone first. I'm right here, and my grandpa will definitely be able to send you the money.
Stop dawdling and hurry up!
"What have you done to the Mountain God?!"
Suddenly, a man's piercing scream came from the other end of the phone.
Wei Qishan was startled and almost threw the phone away.
Upon listening carefully to the sound, Gen's heart immediately jumped.
The voice asked anxiously, "Where's the director?"
How did he end up with your phone?
The village chief ignored his question and continued to loudly demand, "What have you done to the mountain god? Speak up!"
"Or I'll kill everyone in the village!"
Wei Qishan was completely stunned.
This is one wave after another!
They thought that calling the director would bring them salvation.
But to their surprise, the director was even more miserable than them.
Hearing the village chief's attitude, one could tell that all of these people had been arrested by him.
Although there was a half-dead fairy next to them, at least they still had their freedom!
Without saying a word, Wei Qishan silently put down the phone.
No one in this world is as capable as his grandfather.
As a spoiled rich kid, you shouldn't rely on friends when you go out. Going to your own grandfather is the quickest way to solve problems!
Wei Qishan picked up the phone again and dialed his grandfather's number.
However, this time they were not so lucky.
His grandfather's phone calls always went like this: "Sorry, the number you dialed is not in service."
Wei Qishan initially held onto a sliver of hope, thinking that his father rarely left the house and that his phone signal was bad, which was why he couldn't answer the call.
But after he called all six of the old man's assistants, Wei Qishan finally accepted the reality before him.
It's not that the other person's signal is bad, it's that he himself can't get through!
With foreign aid unavailable, Wei Qishan was extremely worried.
In just a short while, my toothache from the inflammation started.
He had a scrunched-up face and paced back and forth anxiously, like an ant on a hot pan.
He said to Lu Mengmeng beside him, "The people down the mountain are having a really bad time! I can't contact anyone outside either."
What should we do now?
Wei Qishan's words sounded like a question, but they were actually a complete monologue.
He simply couldn't believe that Lu Mengmeng, who wasn't even as tall as his legs, could have any decisive talent.
Lu Mengmeng wasn't used to being ignored, so she tugged at Wei Qishan's sleeve.
In a childish voice, she suggested, "You can call the tiny little cub!"
She remembered that next to Little Little Pomelo was a little cub from the Bureau of Demon Management.
Isn't the Bureau of Demon Management supposed to clean up the messes made by demons?
All the mess she's made in all these years she's been in this world has been cleaned up by the little brats from the Demon Management Bureau!
This is exactly what they want to say!
Lu Mengmeng had no idea that when ordinary monsters caused trouble, it wasn't the Bureau of Monster Management that cleaned up the mess, but rather the Bureau of Monster Management itself that dealt with them.
I just think that the Bureau of Demon Management is enough to handle this kind of thing; they don't need to worry about it at all!
Wei Qishan felt that Lu Mengmeng trusted Lu Haotian too much.
What good would it do to contact him at a time like this?
Unless he can summon that monster called Pixiu from the Parmit Amusement Park.
Otherwise, Lu Haotian himself would definitely be a deliveryman.
Wei Qishan frowned and glanced at Lu Mengmeng.
He said somewhat reluctantly, "Why don't you hit it yourself? It's not like you don't have hands."
Lu Mengmeng blinked, her expression somewhat innocent.
Without the slightest hint of guilt, he loudly stated the reason.
"Because Mengmeng doesn't have the phone number for the little baby cub!"
Wei Qishan: ? ? ?
He looked at Lu Mengmeng in disbelief and said in a surprised tone, "Are you kidding me!"
You two have known each other for so long, and you didn't even exchange phone numbers?
Regardless of when this child appeared and went to Lu Haotian's side.
It's been almost a month since I've been on the show!
He already has the little guy's WeChat.
Lu Haotian, her guardian, hasn't even exchanged correspondence with her. What kind of guardian is he?
Parent-child communication skills -10,000!
Bad review!
Lu Mengmeng blinked.
She said with a pitiful look, "But the little baby didn't call Mengmeng!"
How could Mengmeng, a girl, ask for a boy's phone number?
The second-generation little one said, "You can't just ask for a boy's phone number!"
The second-generation cub is the son of the Lu family head from the generation when Lu Mengmeng met her online friend.
I learned that Lu Mengmeng got together with her dad through online chatting.
As a result, they couldn't even go home anymore.
It successfully broke away from outdated, feudalistic, and patriarchal educational approaches.
Lu Mengmeng underwent a series of substantive educational and brainwashing sessions on the importance of not believing in online scams.
He urged her earnestly to ensure that nothing like what happened to her father ever happened again!
They lured the young girl here, but now she can never go back.
It would be good if we could meet kind people like them again.
If she were to encounter a truly wicked person, wouldn't the young girl be exploited to death, and even skinned alive and made into a specimen?
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