Chapter 863 - 882: Layers of Servants and the Mysterious Highness
Chapter 863: Chapter 882: Layers of Servants and the Mysterious Highness
It was just like the food chain—big fish eat little fish, and little fish eat shrimp.
In front of his secretary, Wen Jun was the high and mighty Boss Wen, the arrogant planetary governor of Q3 Planet. But during this call, he was nothing more than the submissive "Wen Jun."
"What exactly have you been doing?" the young man’s voice was low but filled with interrogation.
Wen Jun hesitated for a moment. "I just... Your Highness, I just wanted to be absolutely foolproof."
"I told you to solve it. If you could have solved it with this method, I would have considered you capable. And the result?"
The voice was rich and elegant, sounding even more benevolent than Wen Jun’s own appearance, but the words were completely contrary. "Killing them off would have been a skill. Turning it into a matter known by absolutely everyone is also a ’skill’."
His tone gradually lost all trace of emotion.
Wen Jun shuddered. "Your Highness, please give me one more chance!"
"Q3 cannot be exposed. If it is, you can just take your secrets to the grave."
The person on the other end sighed softly. "No matter what method you use, make that woman come forward and respond. Have her divert public opinion. After sending off this batch of people, keep a low profile and relax a bit. Don’t let so many people die anymore. And make the account books look a bit cleaner."
"Yes, understood! I will definitely get it done!"
On the other end, the man’s eyes darkened. A fool with nothing but a pretty face. As for everything else—he was truly useless in every way. If it weren’t for the fact that very few people could be allowed to know about this matter, and that the procedures for transferring a planetary governor were incredibly cumbersome, Wen Jun would have already been erased from this world. There would only be Wen Jun’s tombstone.
After hanging up the call and summoning his secretary back in, Wen Jun immediately put on a different face. He ordered the secretary to continue manipulating the studio’s hired internet trolls to shift the public narrative. Meanwhile, he sent a message to Dean Zhu, promising him a substantial amount of Star Coins, Healing Crystal Stones, Planet Privilege Cards, and other benefits if he contacted Jiang Qiuqiu.
He wanted Jiang Qiuqiu to step forward during this crucial period and "explain" things clearly.
Looking at the wording of his message, Dean Zhu felt a profound sense of sorrow in his heart.
Jiang Qiuqiu was still conducting her free clinic in front of the sauce factory, just as always. As the days passed, her speed at performing these repetitive treatments grew faster and faster, allowing her to treat an increasing number of people each day. Furthermore, perhaps due to the influence of a certain someone, her mood had uncontrollably lightened. This cheerful state of mind brought a special effect to her Healing Spiritual Power.
Her treatments seemed to become even more rapid. Therefore, in her spare time between sessions, Qiuqiu would try to memorize this feeling through meditation and other methods.
This feeling of being full of love.
Mrs. Ai’er was right. Only when one’s heart was filled with love could they become an outstanding Spirit Healing Master.
During a break, she took out her terminal and, as usual, asked him where he was.
He replied with his location.
Wow. The little green dot was getting closer and closer to the little red dot.
By the afternoon, since the number of people seeking treatment had stabilized, Jiang Qiuqiu estimated roughly how many patients she could treat in a day and designated a queuing zone for them.
It was around 3:00 PM, and a group of patients had just been sent off. Jiang Qiuqiu was immersed in the process of making steamed buns. It wasn’t until someone reminded her that she realized Dean Zhu had arrived.
Hearing his name, Qiuqiu felt a bit complicated inside. But soon, upon seeing Dean Zhu’s appearance, her feelings grew even more complex.
How should she describe it? She couldn’t find the words.
Before setting off from Federation University, Dean Zhu had been incredibly vigorous. Even though his temples were white with age, his gaze was steady and full of ’power.’
But now, his face was lined with deep exhaustion. The traces of time that had previously been hidden by his optimism suddenly surfaced on his features.
Qiuqiu suddenly couldn’t bring herself to blame him anymore. Everyone had their weak spots, and she guessed that the dean’s weak spot had been hit.