Celestial Master： I Have an Otherworld-Chapter 129 - 53: News of Death

The video content was rather shocking—a light push could send a person flying several meters. Even legendary masters of the Dark Force are probably just like that.

Fortunately,

the internet is a mix of real and fake, with true information and false news rampant.

Plus, with all sorts of editing and special effects, aside from the handful who were there swearingly vouching for it, not many truly believed it.

In fact,

even those who were present that day aren't too confident when they recall it.

Maybe...

It was some kind of double act others put on to make them believe; anyway, the video went viral for a few days before being overtaken by other hot topics.

On the other side.

Wen Lei finally made up her mind to join Square Porcelain.

"Since school, my family had already started planning my career, beginning with auctions under Tongchuang."

"Then to join Tongchuang, and finally using Tongchuang as a stepping stone to join Tiansheng, entering the upper social circles."

She shrugged and said:

"Later on, I was to develop into investments, private equity, and such. For this, I even specifically got certified, and my family utilized quite some connections."

"Impressive," Fang Zheng spoke up:

"You wealthy folks have every step of your life planned out. People like me... live day by day."

"Hmm?" Wen Lei turned, with a strange expression:

"It's one thing for others to say that, but hearing it from you sounds like you're making fun of me."

"I'm not."

"Doesn't matter."

Smoothing her hair, Wen Lei sighed helplessly:

"Plans can never keep up with changes."

"A single misstep could mean wasting several years in Tongchuang, and now you've lured me out. Years of planning have turned to nothing."

"It's not luring," Fang Zheng said:

"It's an invitation, and joining Square Porcelain is definitely the right decision."

"Alright then," Wen Lei nodded:

"I was earning a solid high salary in Tongchuang, tens of thousands annually. Surely Boss Fang won't offer less to poach me, right?"

"Of course not," Fang Zheng waved his hand:

"I've decided to release some of Square Porcelain's shares to reward outstanding employees. When the company goes public, Boss Wen will achieve financial freedom immediately."

"Go public?" Wen Lei scoffed lightly:

"Let's take it step by step."

The two found a drink shop by the roadside, sat down, and ordered a drink. Wen Lei sipped slowly while flipping through some documents.

"Your profit here..."

"Is it real?"

"Real," Fang Zheng said with a slight smugness:

"That's why I say, joining Square Porcelain is the right choice."

"Just the jade business alone yields nearly eight million in pure profit a month." Wen Lei looked surprised and instinctively sat up straight:

"How did you manage that?"

Earning billions in pure profit annually is something not many listed companies achieve.

"Secret!" Fang Zheng coughed lightly:

"You don't need to worry about the jade business. Our main focus ahead will be the ceramics business."

The jade business relies on resources from the Otherworld.

Honestly, we surely can't continue as recklessly. After all, releasing a large amount of jade inevitably raises others' suspicions.

Why can your low-quality stones produce high-quality jade, and continue to do so?

It doesn't make sense!

Only by producing a small amount of high-quality jade can it be sustainable.

"Hmm."

Wen Lei suppressed her doubts and looked further down:

"Your accounts are too clean, so clean that it's unlike a company. If everyone ran their business like this, not so many women would be sewing in prisons as accountants."

"Ceramics..."

"Are you sure your ceramics can sell?"

"I can be sure. My ceramics, even if placed nationwide, are among the top tier," Fang Zheng said:

"Quality is not an issue; it's just a matter of sales."

"No wonder you're interested in Fugui Porcelain Factory," Wen Lei stroked her smooth chin, saying:

"The ceramics business hasn't taken off yet, so it needs to focus on production, sales, and service. Are you sure you can handle Fugui Porcelain Factory?"

"Of course," Fang Zheng chuckled slightly:

"You can be assured of that."

"So, it's sales then." Wen Lei took out the planning case from Xia Hong and tapped it gently:

"This person is a promotion expert!"

"Right?"

Fang Zheng said:

"Her name is Xia Hong, and I've indeed underestimated her before. You both should get to know each other."

"I know her," Wen Lei looked down:

"A regular at Mai Lun, very... seductive."

"So there's temporarily no need for me to intervene on sales. The company lacks a physical store for now. Where do you plan to set it up?"

"Commercial street," Fang Zheng said:

"Preferably next to top luxury brands to compete with them."

"Bold!" Wen Lei gave a thumbs up:

"Since there's so much money on the company's account, I suggest we can spread out more and secure stores on both the commercial street and the trade city."

"For renovation, we'll hire top designers and make it like a luxury brand."

"With a unit price of 180,000..."

"And the sales staff need to be carefully selected, ideally with luxury sales experience. You want to focus on high-end, right?"

"Yes."

Fang Zheng nodded while taking out a phone:

"You handle these; I'll take a call first."

"Hello!"

"Monk," Dapeng's voice came from the other end, full of confusion and bewilderment, sounding so low that Fang Zheng suspected someone else was there.

"Come over, Old Shi..."

"He's dead!"

"What?"

Fang Zheng's wrist trembled.

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Under the bridge.

The people from the Public Security Bureau had cordoned off the crime scene.

Besides a few curious local residents, it was mainly police officers bustling around.

A heavy rainstorm from a few days ago left the area under the bridge filled with mud. Two bodies were dug out from the mud, and police dogs barked incessantly on the side.

The barking was irritating.

Crying,

never stopped either.