Shocking the Whole Internet! You Are Not a Psychologist at All! - Chapter 141

Chapter 141: Chapter 141 Coffee and Bone Ash Tastes Weird

Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation

Hangzhou City, Starlight Film and Television Company.

In the CEO’s office.

“Very good, you can all leave.”

After the regular meeting, President Wen Xinghui waved his hand and dismissed the executives.

He sat back in his chair alone and lit a cigar in a good mood.

“This year is another smooth sailing year. Well change places next year.”

“Maybe by then, I’ll already be the richest man in the province.”

Wen Xinghui blew out a smoke ring and turned on the computer to check the company’s financial statements for the year’s first half.

The financial statements were excellent.

In just half a year, Wen Xinghui had earned nearly one billion.

In the year’s second half, his income would only get higher.

Thinking of this, Wen Xinghui flicked his cigar ash and picked up his phone to dial a number.

“Master Liu, how’s the search for the next Feng Shui treasure land going?”

“Yes, very good.”

“Don’t worry, you’ll benefit from it too. I’ll get the finance department to transfer you 10,000 yuan in a while.”

After hanging up the phone, Wen Xinghui put the cigar in his mouth and typed on his keyboard to email the finance department.

If he hadn’t met Master Liu, Starlight Films would still be a small, unknown company.

He worked himself to death for a year but only earned tens of millions in profit.

Fortunately, his ancestors had blessed him.

Knowing their descendants were not living well, they sent Master Liu to him.

The two of them hit it off.

Utilizing the same behavior as a cuckoo taking over another bird’s nest, he absorbed luck from someone else’s Feng Shui treasure land.

“Dang dang dang.”

At this moment, someone knocked on the office door.

“Enter.”

Wen Xinghui pressed the enter key.

The next second, the assistant walked in from outside.

He was holding an iron can in his hand.

“President, this is a gift from the villagers of the Li Family Village.”

“Gift? Why are they giving me gifts?”

Wen Xinghui was stunned momentarily and looked at the jar in the secretary’s hand in confusion.

“They used the subsidy you gave them last time to buy a machine to make milk powder.”

“The milk produced by the cows in the village can be sold through another marketing channel.”

“To thank you, they especially gave you their first can of milk powder.”

With that, the secretary walked to the desk and placed the metal can in his hand on it.

“The villagers who came to give gifts were very sincere. They had the attitude that if we don’t accept it, they won’t leave.”

“1 saw they have nothing but good intentions, so 1 took the initiative to accept it.”

Wen Xinghui sneered inwardly.

What a bunch of stupid country bumpkins!

A disaster was about to befall them, yet they still foolishly bought a milk powder machine.

But then again…

If this bunch of stupid commoners were not stupid, how could they let him make a fortune from them by sacrificing them?

“Fine, I’ll take it. I’m a little sleepy. Make me a cup of coffee with a spoonful of milk powder.”

Wen Xinghui decided to have a taste in a gloating mood.

What kind of milk powder did these idiots make?

“Yes.”

The secretary opened the tin lid and revealed the white milk powder inside.

He found a coffee spoon and a coffee cup.

“President, the coffee is ready.”

The secretary brought a cup of steaming coffee to Wen Xinghui a moment later.

Wen Xinghui took the coffee cup and blew at the steam on it.

He placed it near his mouth and drank it.

After drinking it, Wen Xinghui frowned.

Why did it taste so strange?

He smacked his tongue. Other than the aftertaste of the coffee in his mouth, there was also an indescribable, strange taste.

Moreover, it was a little rough.

“What’s wrong with you? You can’t even make a cup of coffee.”

“Can’t you even see that the coffee has gone bad? What’s the use of having you as my secretary?” Wen Xinghui said unhappily.

“President, I’m innocent. The coffee beans in your office didn’t go bad. Before putting them in the coffee machine, I specially checked them, and there’s no problem.”

The secretary explained aggrievedly.

“Tsk, country bumpkins will always be country bumpkins. They don’t even know how to use the machines they bought. They deserve to be poor for the rest of their lives.”

Wen Xinghui believed his secretary would not lie to him.

If it wasn’t the coffee beans, it was the milk powder.

To confirm his guess, Wen Xinghui stuck a finger into the jar.

He pinched out a little milk powder and licked it with his tongue.

“Bah, bah, bah, this is the smell!”

Wen Xinghui gagged.

That’s right.

The strange smell came from the milk powder in the jar.

“What are you still standing there for? Hurry up and throw this stupid thing away.”

Wen Xinghui’s face darkened.

“Yes, president.”

The secretary did not dare to be negligent. He picked up the tin can and walked out.

“Kyaaaaa!”

Ten minutes later, a sharp scream came from the corridor.

The scream was ear-piercing, attracting everyone on the entire floor.

In the female washroom, the cleaning lady sat on the ground, trembling.

Next to her was a toppled tin can with only half of the milk powder left.

There was also a piece of paper on the ground.

“What happened?”

Wen Xinghui, who was shocked, walked out of the office and went to the bathroom.

Wen Xinghui asked coldly as he looked at the cleaning lady sitting on the ground.

“Bone…Bone ashes!”

The cleaning lady let out a heart-wrenching scream.

She shouted that the thing in the tin can was ashes.

The paper on the ground was stained with white powder and was obviously taken out of the tin can.

There were a few words written on it.

“Your father’s ashes.”

Reading the paper’s contents, Wen Xinghui felt like lightning struck him.

Fuck!

The tin can contained human ashes.

“President, you drank ashes just now!”

The secretary’s voice came from behind Wen Xinghui.

In an instant, countless pairs of eyes looked at Wen Xinghui.

“Shut up!”

Wen Xinghui wanted to strangle his secretary.

At the same time, he wanted nothing more than to kill those country bumpkins.

How dare they give him ashes disguised as milk powder?

Wait a minute.

“Your father’s ashes.”

Your father…

Wen Xinghui’s pupils dilated, and a chill enveloped his entire body.

Could it be that what he drank just now was his father’s ashes?

Immediately after, Wen Xinghui’s vision turned black, and his body trembled as he fell to the ground.

After an unknown period, Wen Xinghui found himself lying on a hospital bed.

His company’s executives surrounded him.

Only then did he know that, after receiving his order, his secretary had directly handed the tin can to the cleaner to get rid of it.

The cleaning lady wanted to keep the tin can for money and tried pouring the ashes into the toilet bowl.

She saw a note inside when she poured more than half of it.

She was scared out of her wits after reading it.

Less than one-third of Wen Xinghui’s father’s ashes were left.

“Li Family Village, I’m not done with you!!!”

Wen Xinghui never dreamed that his father’s corpse, buried in the Li Family Village, would be found.

Furthermore, the villagers burned it into ashes and sent it back disguised as milk powder.

“All of you, get out. No, you three stay.”

Soon, there were only three people left in the ward.

The three of them knew the inside story.

Moreover, they were also responsible for burying his father’s corpse in the Li Family Village..