They watched the news with pale faces and disbelief as the attractive anchorwoman, standing on a deserted plot of land in the North District, reported: "According to investigations, the ground beneath the entire North District is filled with bones. It's suspected to be a mass grave left over from the war. Police and experts have intervened, and the situation is under investigation..."
"Mass grave?"
One boss almost fainted with his eyes rolled back.
"Boss, boss, hold on, boss."
The secretary hurriedly supported him, his face pale with fear.
Just yesterday, his young master boasted to them about how he had bought the land and spent over one million.
"Where's that little bastard? Go, call him over here."
The middle-aged man covered his chest in pain and roared loudly.
"I...I'll go right away."
The secretary ran out of the office quickly.
After a while, the young master came, scratched his head, walked into the office, yawned and complained, "Didn't I tell you that I can sleep in the company after I bought the land? Why did you ask me to come here again?"
The middle-aged man didn't say anything, but pulled out his belt angrily with shaking hands.
"No, Dad, you, you, why are you pulling the belt?"
“Ahhhhhhh it hurts so much, it hurts so much, ahhhhhhh…”
He howled like a ghost, and the whole company was filled with his shrill voice.
It's not just this company; other companies are also staging scenes of beating their sons with belts, cursing as they do so, "You loser, I'm going to beat you to death today."
"You don't even know you've been cheated. What's the point of me keeping you around?"
"Even if your mother makes me kneel on a razor blade today, I will beat you to death first."
…
The employees of various companies were in chaos. Some of them secretly called their good friends to tell them that their young masters had been beaten. As a result, the other party's young masters were also beaten. Almost half of the young masters in Kyoto did not escape the disaster. They all ran away in panic, screaming and wailing.
Some young masters ran very fast, sprinting a hundred meters out of the company building, while their fathers held up their pants and yelled at them from behind, "Stop right there!" while waving the belt in their hands angrily.
The employees all lowered their heads and covered their mouths tightly to stifle their laughter, almost causing internal injuries, and their shoulders were shaking violently.
"Husband, what's wrong with you? Why are you just staring at the TV without saying a word?"
Yunxiang patted Cao Zhen's shoulder to bring him back to his senses.
Cao Zhen, who was sitting on the sofa, looked even more horrible than if he had been dead for several days. He pointed at the TV and said to Yunxiang, "It's gone... It's all gone, all gone, all gone."
"Nothing is left. What nonsense are you talking about, husband?"
Yunxiang didn't understand what Cao Zhen meant, but she also looked at the TV.
At first, she looked puzzled, but then her eyes widened. "Beibei... the land in the North District is a mass grave?"
"No, no, this is impossible, this is impossible, ahhhhhhhhhhhh..."
Yunxiang screamed and held her head in her hands. All her assets and her parents' pension money were invested in it.
She couldn't bear the blow and fainted on the spot.
Cao Zhen no longer cared about his little lover and slumped on the sofa with his whole body limp.
Gone, all his wealth and glory are gone.
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