pjbooks Chapter 252 Manager's Meeting
Chapter 252 Manager's Meeting
Uncle Fu's voice came through the loudspeaker, lacking the politeness he had shown not long ago.
"Open the door."
Mu Wanqing said to Old K.
The alloy door rises.
Uncle Fu led his men in.
The scanner performs a thorough search of the room.
The combination lock is not on the table.
The crystals are not in anyone.
Chen Yifan sat steadily in the chair and yawned.
"Manager Fu, if someone puts this thing in their newbie backpack, they won't be able to find it anywhere. How could you possibly find it with all this fuss?"
The voice just fell.
Fu Bo's sharp eyes swept over Chen Yifan.
That's right.
If someone puts it in the newbie backpack, it really won't be detected.
He was well aware of this.
However, even if it can't be found, it still can't be found.
This is something that still needs to be done; their attitude is extremely important.
After a long while, Uncle Fu thoroughly searched the place from the inside out, but found nothing unusual.
Even psionic fluctuations...
The thug who just escaped used a rare spatial ability and was extremely skilled.
Apart from Old K and Mu Wanqing, the rest of these people are not worth worrying about.
"Sorry to bother you."
Without saying a word, Uncle Fu turned and left with his men.
The door to the private room was closed again.
Wang Fugui moved closer to Chen Yifan and lowered his voice.
"Fanzi, where are the things?"
Chen Yifan patted his chest.
"Of course, it's a beginner's backpack."
"Now that we have the goods, we can't stay here any longer."
Chen Yifan admired the late Qing Dynasty.
"When are you leaving?"
"Tomorrow morning. There's a formal meeting with the manager tomorrow."
Mu Wanqing stood up.
"Once we get the token from the manager, we can mobilize the airships from headquarters back to Jiangcheng. In the meantime, don't cause any trouble."
The footsteps outside the door faded away, and the corridor returned to tranquility.
Chen Yifan leaned back on the sofa cushion, holding the translucent green crystal between two fingers.
The light source shines down, refracting intricate internal textures.
Life flows through it, and the network of meridians is intricately intertwined and visible to the naked eye.
Wang Fugui leaned closer, his eyes shining.
"This thing's worth billions?" The fat man clicked his tongue, rubbed his hands together, then pulled them back. "Is it edible?"
With a flick of his wrist, Chen Yifan caused the crystal to vanish into thin air.
The safest option is to put it in the system inventory.
"If you eat this, the grass on your grave will be three feet tall next year."
Chen Yifan glanced at him.
"This thing has too high an energy level; an ordinary person's physique cannot withstand being directly injected with it."
Lin Xiaoyu sat to the side, holding a book.
"This is a highly concentrated primordial sequence," Mu Wanqing suddenly spoke, "It can wash away all abnormal states. You want to use it to save your sister?"
Chen Yifan nodded.
This whole ordeal wasn't in vain.
Mu Wanqing didn't say anything more.
She also knew about Chen Yifan's sister's situation.
She stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, looking down at the headquarters building that operated like an anthill below.
The barriers were all raised, and red warning beams shot straight into the sky, dividing the entire block into hundreds of individual grids.
"They've set off a massive, inescapable trap."
Mu Wanqing turned around, picked up the cold tea on the table, and took a sip.
"The spatial containment array has been completed, and Li Yuantu has used the authority granted to the Beijing branch at headquarters. Now, not even a fly can escape this building."
Chen Yifan closed his eyes.
The mental energy radiated outwards, extending beyond the walls.
The psionic circuits inside the building have been altered.
The energy flowing within the wall's interlayer has a strong viscosity, thus reinforcing the space.
Forcibly initiating a space jump would be like running headfirst into a steel plate.
"The space is locked."
Chen Yifan opened his eyes and gave his conclusion.
"Then we're trapped like fish in a barrel!" Wang Fugui scratched his head anxiously. "That scoundrel Li Yuantu will definitely trace it back to us. He's been humiliated; will he just swallow this insult?"
Old K leaned against the wall, the cast on his arm not yet completely dry.
"Li Yuantu is a vengeful mad dog," Old K said in a hoarse voice. "At tomorrow's management meeting, he will definitely not let us get the token smoothly."
Chen Yifan peeled an orange and put it in his mouth.
The sweet and sour juice spreads in your mouth.
"We'll deal with whatever comes our way." Chen Yifan spat out an orange seed. "There's a meeting tomorrow. He has no evidence, so he can only resort to underhanded tactics. Just follow the procedures, and leave the rest to me."
Mu Wanqing stared at him for a while.
This person acts unconventionally, yet is also meticulous in his actions.
"I only need three minutes tomorrow. The meeting will pass a resolution and issue clearance documents. After that, we'll go straight to the top-floor helipad." Mu Wanqing finalized the plan. "Old K, Fugui, take turns on night watch tonight. Don't fall asleep."
Late at night.
The wind outside the building was quite strong, making the glass windows rattle.
Chen Yifan lay on the bed in the guest room, unable to fall asleep.
There's a very high chance Li Yuantu will cause trouble at tomorrow's meeting.
He turned over and listened to Wang Fugui's rhythmic snoring from next door.
I need to find a suitable target tomorrow and get something useful.
Seven o'clock in the morning.
The corridor alarms were lifted, but the number of patrolling guards doubled.
Each floor's elevator entrance is equipped with a biometric scanner.
Chen Yifan changed into a black suit issued by the Black Gold Chamber of Commerce, his tie perfectly tied.
Wang Fugui, wearing an extra-large size, looked like a moving black bear.
Lin Xiaoyu also changed into a lightweight combat suit.
She has become increasingly mature since she shed her previous weakness.
Old K followed behind Mu Wanqing, his arm still in a cast, his eyes wary of his surroundings.
The group arrived at the sixty-sixth floor.
The circular conference room is spacious and bright.
The long conference table is made from a single piece of polished antique wood, and thirteen high-backed chairs are placed around it.
The Jiangcheng branch's seat is the second one from the right.
Mu Wanqing took his seat.
Chen Yifan and Wang Fugui stood behind her.
People entered the meeting room one after another.
The North American chapter representative I met yesterday didn't show up; Barton probably didn't even leave behind a bone fragment.
The remaining branch representatives had varying expressions.
The door was pushed open.
Li Yuantu strode in.
The man changed into a loose purple robe, which covered his torso.
A piece of high-polymer medical tape was applied to the right side of his face, and bluish scales could still be seen at the edges.
He walked straight to the left of the head of the table, pulled out a chair, and sat down, crossing his legs.
An indescribable fishy smell permeated the room.
The senior deacons entered in turn, with Uncle Fu at the back, carrying a stack of documents stamped with wax seal.
"Everyone."
Uncle Fu stood in front of the table and looked around.
"The results of the triennial qualification reshuffle are already on the table. After review, the top three branches with the most virtual chips will be granted entry into the core decision-making level of the headquarters and will be awarded a token of their leadership."
The files were distributed.
First place, Beijing branch, Li Yuantu.
Second place, Jiangcheng branch, Mu Wanqing.
Third place, Europa League, Anthony.
Mu Wanqing flipped through the documents without showing any emotional fluctuation.
"According to the rules, the tokens will now be issued."
Uncle Fu opened the briefcase he had brought, inside which were three black and gold rings placed side by side.
Li Yuantu did not accept the ring that was handed to him.
He raised his hand and tapped the table with his index finger.
Thump, thump, thump.
The monotonous tapping sound echoed in the quiet conference room.
"Wait a minute."
Li Yuantu's voice was hoarse, like sandpaper rubbing against metal.
"You've all heard about what happened at headquarters last night. My auction item was stolen, and the culprit is not only skilled in spatial abilities but also adept at disguise. This building has been locked down all night; not even a dog could escape. The culprit is still inside."
No one responded in the meeting room.
Li Yuantu stood up, his vertical pupils scanning back and forth.
Finally, their gaze settled on Mu Wanqing.
"Miss Mu, you were absolutely determined to get that item from me at last night's auction. But less than five minutes after you gave up bidding, the private room was hijacked. What a coincidence!"
Mu Wanqing met his gaze and leaned back in her chair.
"Young Master Li, if you can't handle losing, don't play. You're fabricating stories to catch a thief red-handed; are you questioning headquarters' security or insulting the Jiangcheng branch?"
"I value evidence."
Li Yuantu snorted coldly and took out a strangely shaped glass bottle from the sleeve of his robe.
The bottle contained a blood-red worm covered in compound eyes.
"This is a 'Spirit-Seeking Gu.' It can track high-concentration spiritual energy collisions that occur within 24 hours. That thief left traces when he made his move last night."
Li Yuantu pulled out the bottle stopper.
The worm crawled out of the bottle and wriggled in the air.
It aimed at the Jiangcheng branch and let out a piercing hiss.
The meeting room erupted in uproar.
Several senior deacons exchanged glances, and Uncle Fu frowned.
Chen Yifan stood behind, watching the worm.
Yesterday's action was too swift; I only used mental pressure to suppress Li Yuantu, leaving no trace of spiritual energy fluctuations. The only thing I used was spatial teleportation.
The Spirit-Seeking Gu is extremely sensitive to spatial fluctuations.
It's understandable that the insect is pointing this way.
"Miss Mu, could you please explain?"
Li Yuantu pressed on relentlessly.
"I don't need your admission. According to the Chamber of Commerce rules, in the event of a major theft, the 'Scales of Justice' are permitted to be used. I will conduct a lie detector test on all of you!"
Soul lie detector, forcibly reading shallow memories.
At best, it can cause mental damage; at worst, it can turn someone into an idiot.
Although Wang Fugui didn't understand, he knew from the name that this was no good thing. He couldn't help but want to curse, but Chen Yifan held his shoulders down.
"absurd."
Mu Wanqing slammed his fist on the table and stood up.
"The Jiangcheng branch will never accept such an unreasonable demand. If the higher-ups condone his reckless behavior, then we'd rather not have this manager."
She turned to leave.
Two fully armed high-ranking adjudicators blocked their way.
Long halberds were crossed and placed across the gate.
"No one is allowed to leave until the matter is fully investigated."
Li Yuantu stepped forward.
"True gold fears no fire. You're all feeling guilty."
Uncle Fu admired the late Qing Dynasty.
"Miss Mu, for the sake of the Chamber of Commerce's reputation, please bear with us. If the matter is found to be untrue, headquarters will provide satisfactory compensation."
Uncle Fu spoke.
Chen Yifan released Wang Fugui's shoulder and took a step forward.
He straightened his collar and grinned at Li Yuantu.
"Young Master Li, are these insects expired?"