Chapter 4 You Have to Be Ruined
Chapter 4 You Have to Be Ruined
He walked into the building very familiarly.
Ning Feng lowered his head slightly.
With his right hand behind his back, his five fingers kept tapping in the air.
He was not wearing gloves, but the exposed skin was flesh-colored like that of an ordinary person.
Rather than the silver-gray alloy.
Not only the limbs, but also the chin, Ning Feng will disguise himself in advance as long as he comes to Roche Group as an employee.
Only by being cautious and careful can you go further.
From the moment I entered the building,
He then began the [Accidental Calculation]!
Ning Feng came to the Roche Group headquarters so late not because he wanted to be a low-level worker who voluntarily worked overtime.
Although Luo Chen was already in the hospital,
But in name, he is still the supernatural star with countless female fans and is sought after by thousands of people.
Ning Feng's revenge goes far beyond the physical level.
He wants to ruin Luo Chen's reputation!
……
The elevator went up, and Ning Feng was the only one inside.
When the floor stops at the 15th floor.
He pressed down the baseball cap on his head with his hand and walked out without hesitation.
After exiting the elevator, there is an empty space with only a long white corridor in sight.
Apart from the room numbers in black fonts, there are no other colors.
Ning Feng looked down at his watch, and when the minute hand pointed to the number 12.
Without hesitation, he walked quickly to the end of the corridor on the right.
step,
two steps,
three steps,
……
Twenty-one steps.
Ning Feng stopped, stood where he was, and lowered his head slightly.
He took out an extremely delicate object that looked like a button from his shirt pocket.
Press lightly toward the right hand side.
One second, two seconds.
Click.
The button was grasped in his right hand, becoming a pancake and completely destroyed.
Then put it back in your pocket.
"call……"
Do it all.
Ning Feng returned to the elevator and pressed the elevator call button.
quickly,
Ding.
The elevator door opened and Ning Feng walked in.
The door slowly closed, and Ning Feng's face through the crack became increasingly narrow.
When the elevator starts to go up,
In the originally empty and white corridor on the 15th floor, a wall was pushed open.
Several people in white coats filed out.
Arguing with each other, they passed by the elevator entrance and did not notice anything unusual...
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At the same time, on the top floor of the Roche Group headquarters building.
The conference room, which is over a hundred square meters, is decorated extremely luxuriously. Outside the huge floor-to-ceiling windows is the setting sun.
The sunlight shines into the room, making it look dim and slightly bleak.
On one side of the long conference table, there were several figures standing around.
Looking around, all you see are men in suits.
The colors of their suits were gray and black, and those of the same color stood together.
Representing two different department groups.
The gray one is the public relations team, which is responsible for Roche Group’s external responses to media and public opinion and maintaining the group’s image.
The black one is the investigation team, which is responsible for all kinds of secret investigations of the Roche Group and does all kinds of shameful things in secret.
At this moment, they were like stars surrounding the moon, surrounding a woman in a professional suit and frameless glasses.
She had her work nameplate pinned to her chest.
Roche Group, Secretariat, Secretary General, Wu Lan.
boom! !
A dull sound was heard, and Wu Lan slammed his hand heavily on the conference table in front of him.
Leaving a very deep mark.
"What kind of rubbish are those people in your PR team?!" "When you ask for funding, don't they all promise to do so?"
"Now that something's wrong, you can't even fart?!"
Wu Lan's face looked very bad, and even her gorgeous makeup looked a little hideous.
She pointed to the big screen behind her. The news broadcast on it was from this afternoon.
There was a report about Luo Chen, an invisible psychic, getting into a car accident in the city center.
boom!
Another muffled sound.
The palm prints on the table also became symmetrical.
"There's a lot of coverage online right now, so if you don't try to suppress it, that's fine."
"And you guys in the investigation team, you haven't even investigated the cause of the accident? All you've told me is that the person is lying in the hospital disabled?"
Wu Lan pointed at the people around him and scolded them for a long time.
No one dared to breathe.
"Have you checked it out yet? Speak!"
Another angry rebuke.
Finally someone spoke up, a man with short hair.
"Secretary General, we went to the scene to investigate immediately after the incident. We checked the surveillance cameras of the entire street and even the dashcams of passing vehicles."
"It was just a pure accident."
"Luo Chen was crossing the road when the traffic light was red, and his head was still visible, so..."
As the short-haired man spoke, he gestured with his eyes to the large screen behind Wu Lan.
The video was playing repeatedly: Luo Chen was riding a motorcycle, speeding through a red light without a care in the world, and getting hit by the motorcycle.
Wu Lan did not respond immediately. His chest heaved, his brows furrowed, and he did not look at the big screen.
She has watched this video countless times.
I have also greeted Luo Chen countless times in my heart.
"I warned him so many times to be more restrained in his behavior, but he still refuses to change!"
Wu Lan was furious, as if he had thought of something.
"What's the cause?"
"What caused Luo Chen to lift his invisibility status?"
Facing Wu Lan's questioning,
Several men in black suits from the investigation team looked at each other, and no one was willing to answer or be scolded.
Finally, it was the short-haired man who spoke.
"It's a pen." The short-haired man added: "Pencil."
"Pen?" Wu Lan frowned.
As she watched, the short-haired man took out a dash cam from his pocket and connected it to the big screen.
Soon, the video playing above changed to a video shot from inside the car looking out.
Under the crowded bus stop,
A hand wearing a black glove appeared from the gap and placed the pencil in its hand vertically in a corner of the trash can.
Then, a car passed by, splashing water and knocking down a pencil. The old man went forward to pick it up, but accidentally hit a passerby who was eating...
"So...you want to tell me that the reason why Luo Chen has become a useless person is because of a broken pencil?"
Wu Lan raised his eyebrows, his tone full of doubt.
But for a moment, there was nothing I could do. After all, the video footage was there.
A series of "accidents" caused Luo Chen's car accident.
She could only describe the reason as unlucky.
"No matter what, we need to hold a press conference right now to divert the public's attention. We need to find a few hotly debated CPs and supernatural beings and expose some gossips."
"We can't let Luo Chen alone affect the group's performance."
Wu Lan quickly calmed down and gave the order.
at the same time.
Outside the conference room.
In front of the heavy door that was completely closed,
Ning Feng was wearing that blue work suit and holding a stack of paper materials in his hands.
He lowered his head and walked quickly towards the meeting room.
Suddenly, a doubtful voice came from behind.
"Xiao Feng? It's so late, why haven't you left yet?"
Ning Feng's body paused and he stopped where he was.
Behind him, a tall man in a suit and tie, with a slicked-back hair and a cigar in his mouth, smiling,
He slowly approached, took a deep puff of his cigar and exhaled.
“The work attitude of this annual outstanding employee is just different.”
"Manager Chen."
Ning Feng turned around, and a faint smile appeared on his originally cold face.
(End of this chapter)