The Female Cannon Fodder With Boundless Merits-Chapter 1285 - 1289: Queen of the Entertainment Industry (9)
The overwhelming smell made him feel as if he would suffocate and die any second.
It was like he was buried under a pile of foul-smelling poop, wriggling his body like he had fallen into a cesspool, sticky and nauseating.
"Why does it smell so bad? This cow and chicken manure organic fertilizer didn’t ferment properly. It’s still got that smell... unscrupulous businesses..."
In a daze, Wu Xiaogang heard someone say these words.
If you told someone, they might not believe it, but he really felt buried by shit in this lifetime.
Wu Xiaogang thought he might be about to die; hallucinations and illusions appeared before his eyes...
The innocent girls he had hurt came lunging at him, baring claws and fangs.
"No, please..."
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Su Li was in a beautiful, dreamlike garden, leisurely sipping afternoon tea. But when her gaze touched the human figure in the corner, her eyebrows slightly furrowed as it always seemed distracting.
The man in the baseball cap had vacant eyes, with expressions of fear and ferocity flashing across his face as if he’d encountered something horrifying, continually murmuring, "No, please, save me..."
Soon, he began to shout, "I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I was wrong, please spare me..."
This appearance had become mundane after seeing it so often in recent days.
Su Li lazily commanded, "Turn around, don’t let me see that vile face of yours."
Rotten things like him weren’t even qualified to be used as fertilizer for her rose garden.
Wu Xiaogang had managed to hang on until now, always hovering on the brink of mental collapse, because he believed his disappearance would certainly draw someone’s attention, and then he’d be rescued.
This tiny glimmer of hope allowed him to regain some clarity from time to time.
Su Li clicked her tongue and marveled, "Such strong willpower, huh."
And as Wu Xiaogang had hoped, the security guards indeed sensed something was not right when he hadn’t come out for a long time that day.
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"Uncle, that person went inside the building and hasn’t come out for so long. Could something have happened?"
The young security guard asked the middle-aged one with some concern.
They were tempted momentarily and let the man in because of the money he threw at them.
The man had assured them he just wanted to go in and resolve a misunderstanding with his girlfriend who didn’t want to see him.
But it had been so long...
Hearing this, the older security guard also started to panic.
On a small scale, their behavior violated company policy and was irresponsible to the residents, which could lead to dismissal. On a larger scale, if anything truly happened, they would be considered accomplices.
Previously, to make things easier for the man and avoid the company catching them, the middle-aged guard had secretly turned off the surveillance cameras on that floor.
"Uncle, what should we do..."
Both were now regretful, realizing they shouldn’t have compromised their principles for a pittance.
"Don’t panic, I’ll call the resident."
It was the older guard who had the presence of mind.
"Hello, Miss Su..."
"Ah, nothing serious, just a satisfaction survey for residents. Could you fill it out for us...?"
"...Nothing else to worry about... Alright, I’ll let you get back to your work."
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"Uncle, how did it go?" the young man asked eagerly.
The middle-aged guard breathed a sigh of relief, shook his head, and said fortunately, "It’s fine."
"Maybe he left through another exit; from Miss Su’s voice, there was no hint she knew anything about him."
"That’s good, that’s good."
"Uncle, we shouldn’t do things like this again, no matter the money, my conscience can’t take it..."
The middle-aged uncle nodded in agreement with a wry smile, "Didn’t think I’d live to this age and still not understand as well as you, kid."
A scare vanished just like that, prompting these two guards to unconsciously forget that there are only a few emergency exits on that floor. No one was seen on the surveillance footage, nor at the security office door, suggesting the man couldn’t have escaped under their watchful eyes through any other exit.
Thinking about it, that troublesome man seemed sneaky, didn’t look like someone good.
Entrusted with Wu Xiaogang’s hope, the guards nevertheless overlooked his disappearance.
It took a whole half month for Wu Dazhuang to gradually realize that his son seemed to be missing.
In the past, his son would sometimes disappear for ten days or half a month but never without keeping in touch.
But this time, for an entire half month, he hadn’t received any calls or texts from his son asking for money, which was odd.
"Secretary Jin, find out where the young master is." 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝕨𝕖𝗯𝚗𝚘𝕧𝕖𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝕞
Upon receiving the boss’s order, Secretary Jin mobilized his network and soon found the young master squatting in the newly built Forest Park on the outskirts, pretending to pick mushrooms.
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"Did you find him?" Wu Dazhuang, while reviewing documents, asked his secretary without looking up: "What trouble has he caused this time?"
"Handle his matters all on your own. Compensate where necessary, suppress if needed, just don’t let it get too ugly."
But this time, Wu Dazhuang didn’t get a response from Secretary Jin for a long time.
He raised his head in confusion and frowned, asking, "Did that brat cause a big mess this time that’s hard to handle?"
Despite asking this, Wu Dazhuang still considered it unlikely.
Though his son Wu Xiaogang seemed unreliable, as the saying goes, the father knows the son best. Despite his craziness, he had a vague sense of who he couldn’t offend.
Never before had there been a time when he, the father, couldn’t manage a situation.
Seeing the troubled expression on Secretary Jin’s face, Wu Dazhuang instinctively felt a bad premonition.
"Did he really provoke someone hard to deal with?"
After much hesitation and with a peculiar expression, Secretary Jin said, "Boss, I can’t handle it this time."
"Because... the young master refuses to come back with me."
Wu Dazhuang sighed with relief, "As long as he didn’t provoke the wrong person."
Secretary Jin: "Boss, you’d better go see for yourself. The young master looks... not well..."
The relief paled rapidly in Wu Dazhuang’s heart.
He sighed heavily in annoyance, this troublesome son of his.
What could he do, it was his own son, he had to deal with it.
At this point, Wu Dazhuang hadn’t realized what Secretary Jin meant by "not well."
What "not well," it was downright terrible....
Wu Dazhuang stood dumbfounded, staring at his son beneath the tree in Forest Park, disheveled with unkempt hair and beard....
"Is he Xiao Gang?"
Secretary Jin nodded, "Yes."
Wu Dazhuang’s gruff voice reached Wu Xiaogang’s ears.
His previously motionless and dazed face slowly turned mechanically and muttered hauntingly, "No, I’m not Xiao Gang. I’m Juice Balcony, no... actually, I’m Blue Storm...."
Wu Dazhuang: "....." Juice Balcony, Blue Storm, what the hell is that?
