Chapter 257
Chapter 257
Before the meeting, however, there was still a small nuisance to deal with.
Meng Chuan knew this ex-girlfriend of his very well.
Ever since their university internships began, she had refused to wear anything but designer brands and insisted on Western food.
Gradually, she had surrounded herself entirely with so-called successful individuals.
At the time, Meng Chuan had already secured admission to graduate school without an entrance exam, but he was still just a poor young man.
Their breakup had been no surprise at all.
Soon, a figure came rushing toward him from a distance.
“Mr. Meng, the problem with your room has been resolved. We’ve also investigated everyone involved.”
The man in charge had established the full sequence of events before coming to see Meng Chuan.
This matter could be as serious or as trivial as one chose to make it.
At its most trivial, it was simply a dispute between a man and his ex-girlfriend.
At its most serious, it was sabotage of the Asian conference and an attempt to undermine national stability.
Exactly how it would be classified depended entirely on a single decision from Meng Chuan.
Now, our Meng Chuan might not have been working for Boss Zhang for long.
But no matter what, he was still one of that heartless boss’s people.
Even if he had learned nothing else, he could certainly learn to be ruthless.
“Sabotaging the conference. I have reason to suspect they’ve committed treason.”
Beside him, the conference organizer silently gave him a thumbs-up.
Sure enough, not a single person from that place was easy to deal with.
It was just an ex-girlfriend getting back at her ex-boyfriend.
And suddenly it was treason?
What else could he say? Classic.
Meng Chuan checked his watch. “I’m off to the meeting. I’ll leave this to you.”
The organizer nodded helplessly. “All right!”
Meng Chuan did indeed have a meeting. So who would handle the aftermath?
Who else but him!
He wanted to laugh whenever he thought about what his investigation had uncovered.
One of the admirers this woman kept dangling worked at the hotel, a manager with a fair amount of authority.
The ex-girlfriend’s plan had been to have Meng Chuan thrown out, then strut around in triumph.
That would restore her lost dignity.
Who could have imagined that she would play a pair of threes, only for him to slam down both jokers?
The organizer might be only a secretary, and one who didn’t even qualify to attend the conference at that.
But it all depended on whom you compared him with!
Sending a few people to prison? Easy!
Meanwhile, Zhang Bei, the source of all this ruthlessness, was leading the group out of another Haunted House.
Behind them lay more than a dozen NPCs on a wooden cart.
Jierna watched the employees being wheeled away, almost numb.
She was tired. Let it all burn.
She no longer hoped to escape ridicule. She only hoped these beasts would leave her a few employees.
As everyone knew, Zhang Bei’s mind worked differently from that of an ordinary person.
He often spotted things that escaped everyone else.
After enjoying himself twice, Zhang Bei turned his wicked gaze on the onlookers beside him.
“You all have Haunted Houses at your parks, don’t you?”
Before his brain could catch up, Luo Yi answered automatically.
“Haunted Houses are standard. Every large Amusement Park has one.”
A light flickered in Zhang Bei’s ill-intentioned eyes.
Beside him, You Bai looked worried. “Boss, you can’t alienate the whole industry!”
Zhang Bei raised his eyebrows. “Don’t worry. That fellow who offended the entire crosstalk world still makes plenty of money!”
You Bai paused, then realized whom he meant.
“Whatever else you say about him, at least he trained under an established master!”
“So did I. And my master can really fight!”
Zhang Bei was quite certain that, without resorting to dirty tricks, he would never beat his master.
You Bai sighed deeply. “Fine. As long as you’re happy.”
Zhang Bei’s eyes gleamed. Perhaps the Amusement Park could introduce a little employee benefit.
From now on, he could take a few employees to relax at another Amusement Park once a month.
There were more than thirty parks of various sizes around the country. Enough to keep them entertained for two years!
He would give the foreign ones a miss. With his current status, who knew what might happen if he went abroad?
As a boss who valued his life, he had to ensure his own safety.
Besides, by the time they had completed the circuit, surely those parks would have built some new Haunted Houses?
Seeing Zhang Bei’s expression, Luo Yi finally caught on and grew horrified.
“Boss Zhang, you can’t! Or at least, you shouldn’t!”
“It’s fine. I’ll save your place for last.”
Hearing their exchange, everyone around them fell silent.
That day, they finally experienced the fear of living in someone’s shadow.
Zhang Bei looked at the group before him, all smiles.
“It’s almost lunchtime. What would everyone like to eat?”
Jierna hurried forward. “Let me arrange it. This is my home turf, after all.”
Zhang Bei frowned. “Let me. I’d like to get to know everyone. It’ll make future exchanges easier.”
A glimmer of amusement flashed in Jierna’s eyes.
“All right. Then let me choose the place. I promise everyone will be satisfied!”
At that moment, she successfully joined Zhang Bei’s side.
Two sentences, and the others hadn’t even had a chance to refuse.
She had known Zhang Bei for only a few hours, yet her heart was already growing blacker.
She would repay these people in exactly the same way they had just tricked her.
Destiny was full of wonders.
Among them all, only one person could still smile.
The manager of Dinosaur Park was barely holding back his laughter.
Haunted Houses?
He didn’t have anything of the sort!
“It’s been so long since we all got together. Let’s take this chance to have a proper chat!”
“Perhaps not. Everyone’s busy. Who has the time?”
Zhang Bei narrowed his eyes. “So you’re snubbing me?”
“I’m not! I didn’t! Don’t put words in my mouth!”
The crowd was faintly dividing into two camps.
One was the persecution squad led by Boss Zhang.
The other was the resistance alliance led by Luo Yi.
Under Zhang Bei’s threatening gaze, they ultimately settled on a hotel for lunch.
Heartlessness had become alarmingly contagious.
Almost no one who spent much time with Zhang Bei could escape that fate.
At that moment, on the outskirts of the Amazon, Heizi sat in an off-road vehicle, smiling at a small bunker before him.
“He Luxue, are you coming out yourself, or do we have to fight our way in?”
“I’m telling you, give it up! I’ll never agree!”
“Just say yes! Riches and glory galore!”
“Not a chance!”
Heizi stared at the bunker, his face full of worry.
He Luxue wasn’t a member of Demon Court, but she was a well-known mercenary.
Her codename was Medusa, and she was formidable.
Since they were both from Huaxia, Heizi could hardly just blast her with an Electromagnetic Cannon.
“I’ve got money. I’ve got guns. Say yes to me, and you’ll have everything!”
“Not a chance!”
The resolute voice came from the little bunker. Heizi scratched his head in frustration.
What a headache!
Why was he trying to capture her?
Simply because, a few days ago, his master had heard him mention there was Moutai in the yard.
And had secretly drunk one of the two bottles of 1950 Moutai that Zhang Bei had hidden there.