Chapter 21: [President Fang's Bad Luck]
Assistant Yan took a deep breath, "The boss was directly taken to the hospital. Before getting into the car, he instructed me to visit you and ask you to make time to see him."
Chen Yan shook his head and said, "Since he's injured, let's meet in a few days. Anyway, there's nothing important..."
"Important! It's very important. Extremely important," Assistant Yan looked at Chen Yan eagerly, "Mr. Chen, it's really important... The situation, I need to explain it to you slowly, you..."
Chen Yan thought about it, he didn't have anything to do today anyway. Besides, this Assistant Yan had always been very polite to him in the past, and everything was handled satisfactorily.
"Alright then, I'll go with you."
However... such a rich boss, and still the owner of a haunted house.
Hmm, suddenly conducted a ritual last night...
And broke a bone this morning?
Chen Yan suddenly had a clear picture in his mind.
Could it be... that when Boss Ma sought the old lady, he was seeking something similar?
Looks is my opportunity.
Thinking of this, Chen Yan glanced at Assistant Yan, "Since you're going to see your boss, you need to prepare some tools."
Chen Yan coughed and said,
"You stay here and don't move, I..."
"I won't move! I'll wait right here for you!"
Huh, taking advantage once isn't enough, right?
Assistant Yan thought to himself, but kept a smile on his face.
Chen Yan went back home, didn't bring anything else, just took the 180 yuan compass he bought from Taobao, then turned and came out.
Assistant Yan's heart settled when he saw Chen Yan come out holding the compass.
He had seen this thing many times.
This person is definitely not an ordinary man!
It was Chen Yan's first time sitting in a Benz.
Well, if you don't count the last time he met Boss Ma's subordinate and sat in a Maybach.
How to put it... it felt very comfortable.
Filled with the scent of money.
Chen Yan was a simple man; he quite liked this scent.
But Assistant Yan, after getting into the car, became cautiously attentive.
Chen Yan sighed, "Alright Assistant Yan, we know each other, no need to be so polite. Tell me about your boss, what's the situation?"
Assistant Yan sighed lightly, "Our President Fang... has been having a streak of bad luck recently."
President Fang's bad luck started last month.
First, he got caught in the rain during a business meeting.
Got a cold the next day after returning home.
Didn't take it seriously, just took some cold medicine.
A few days later, it turned into pneumonia.
Stayed in the hospital for a week, his hand was swollen from all the IV drips. The worst was, he almost died once – the antibiotics used were those he had used before, but this time he had an allergic reaction.
If they hadn't discovered it in time, he might have just kicked the bucket.
After finally recovering from pneumonia, he went to play golf with someone and strained his back, had to stay home for another two days.
After getting better and going to the company, he found out that one of his shipments got into a car accident during transport, and the whole truck ended up in the river.
Luckily, the driver was fine, otherwise, the compensation would have been even more.
President Fang felt that encountering so many accidents and unlucky events in such a short period was not normal.
He dared to buy a haunted house and invest in it because he knew some metaphysical experts.
So, he went to see an expert he knew, who calculated and said the root cause lay in the haunted house he owned.
Having bought the haunted house and became the owner, he was entangled with its karma.
Although several rituals had been performed in the haunted house before, the fierce negative energy lingered. The spirits might not have been completely dispelled, only suppressed for a few years.
Recently, some dirty things might have emerged again...
Chen Yan smiled as he listened, "So, you did the ritual last night because your boss had too much bad luck recently, and an expert told him it was because of the haunted house?
When I rented the house, you didn't mention there would be a ritual at the end of the year; it was a sudden decision."
"Exactly," Assistant Yan said bitterly, "But last night, after the ritual was done, it should have been fine.
However, this morning my boss broke his leg again...
Now my boss is truly scared and feels that Uncle Qing from Luoyun House's ritual had no effect.
And you are the real expert, he wants to meet you as soon as possible, he can't wait any longer.
If he waits another two days, who knows what danger might come."
After listening, Chen Yan thought for a while, then nodded, "Got it."
He then fell silent and closed his eyes, pretending to sleep.
Assistant Yan didn't dare disturb him, sitting obediently beside, not making a sound, even breathing quietly, just focusing on driving.
Having not slept for a day and night, sitting in the comfortable car seat, with the air conditioning making him feel cozy, Chen Yan started to doze off soon.
After who knows how long, the car rocked lightly. Chen Yan opened his eyes to see the car had already entered the gates of a hospital, the shake was from passing over the speed bump in front of the gate.
Chen Yan recognized the hospital, a high-end private hospital in Jinling Prefecture, known for being expensive.
After parking the car, Chen Yan followed Assistant Yan directly into the inpatient building. Walking into the lobby, he felt the inpatient building was built like a luxury hotel.