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Hidden Moth-Chapter 482 - 271: No Way Out at the Empty Gate, the Buddha Offers No Salvation (2)
"This is your current situation: if calling the police was effective, you wouldn’t need to resort to hitting with a stick. It’s precisely because calling the police is ineffective that, if you choose to use a stick, you must take this risk."
Mei Guyu’s eyes lit up: "Got it, thank you! I’m not very familiar with these things, it seems you have more experience."
Order should protect and bind everyone, just like the rules of chess; you can’t simply flip the board. There are two premises to flipping the board: one is that the rules can’t protect justice, and the other is that you have the ability and are willing to pay the price.
What He Kao said is essentially the practical application of Jianghu Drifting Gate Laws.
Mei Guyu is just an ordinary employee at the Qi Yuan Branch, that’s true, but no one can dictate that she must be mediocre and do everything according to predefined rules.
She is still Mei Guyu, shouldn’t and couldn’t turn into another person.
There are all sorts of employees, and anything is possible, like He Kao is also an ordinary employee. This is the reality of the workplace, not fundamentally different from the Jianghu of past and present... That’s what He Kao meant.
Mei Guyu looked at He Kao and smiled. Her smile was beautiful, and He Kao drank several more glasses, elaborating on how to deal with Wei Digao... Overall, the atmosphere during the late-night meal was great.
After the meal, He Kao first sent Mei Guyu back to Sesame Apartment, then practiced to dispel the alcohol and drove home, his lips still unconsciously curled into a smile.
After changing his attitude, he found that dealing with Mei Guyu felt quite good.
Given Mei Guyu’s cultivation identity, she proactively invited him to dinner and asked for his advice so kindly, of course he felt good. Having the chance to guide such a master, anyone would inevitably feel somewhat smug.
A cold wind blew in through the open car window, and He Kao suddenly realized something, gradually coming to his senses.
He was just enjoying being a teacher earlier, without thinking carefully — no matter how inexperienced Mei Guyu is, she’s a Tier Six Peak Pharmacist, Sect Leader of Alchemy Sect, Elder of Ancestral Hall, does she still need him to instruct on the application of Jianghu Drifting Gate Laws?
Such workplace encounters, how could they trouble her? She’s a Sword Cultivator with the achievement of Sword Heart Clarity!
So her "consultation" today was likely an assessment, using an unobtrusive, subtle method that suited their current colleague status.
Sometimes, asking for advice on one matter from someone means understanding what type of person they are, reflecting their stance and desires.
Tonight, Mei Guyu was essentially asking — what kind of person is He Kao?
Just now at the dinner table, He Kao already greeted Huang Xiaopang in front of her, saying he’d be "out on duty" tomorrow and not in the office. He didn’t just answer the question, he also gave a plan, and even offered to help execute it.
Actually, this was not just because of Mei Guyu, but also for Gao Xue’e.
The next day, President Wei didn’t discuss "business" with Qian Guran. They had already torn faces privately, nothing much to discuss, but maintained decorum in public.
The so-called assessment typically involves sightseeing, assessing the Qi Yuan Branch and its regional environment.
Qian Guran ignored President Wei but arranged for the office manager to accompany him for tours. President Wei had visited Qi Yuan more than once, had seen almost all the local attractions, and this time went to the remote Niu Shou Mountain.
Niu Shou Mountain is a famous Buddhist site, with a lavish and splendid Buddha’s Peak Palace at the mountain top, with the entire mountain hollowed out to eighteen layers below, where Buddha’s Relic is enshrined.
President Wei voluntarily proposed to pay homage to the Buddha’s Relic.
Took a tourist car up the mountain, paid homage to Buddha’s Relic, then walked part of the way down, enjoying the scenery along the way. Still in winter break before the Lantern Festival, with good weather, Niu Shou Mountain had quite a few tourists and pilgrims.
When they reached a turn on the stone steps, a group of mountain runners was coming down quickly, while a group of pilgrims holding small flags was coming up, the crossing crowds appeared somewhat crowded and chaotic.
Wei Digao frowned and stepped aside, accidentally misplaced a foot and suddenly rolled down the slope, hitting his head, bleeding, and struggling to get up.
The accompanying personnel hurriedly rescued him and called the scenic area’s emergency hotline.
This tumble was just right, not lethal nor crippling, but quite seriously injured. He lay in the hospital for half a month, and then took over a month’s rest at home, missing nearly two months in total.
Unlike many artistic depictions, such accidents often leave people unable to recall the details—even without post-concussion syndrome, which might be the subconscious’s self-protective mechanism.
President Wei doesn’t recall clearly, but he’s adamant that he didn’t misstep; rather, someone kicked him in the calf, pushing him down.
After waking up, he even filed a police report, but unfortunately, there was no surveillance at the site and no observers to verify his claim.
After suffering such a loss, he needed someone responsible, so Wei Digao sued Niu Shou Mountain Scenic Area, but the result was merely some compensation covered by insurance, as the area’s ticket included personal accident insurance.
Later, a joke circulated in the company: a skinner pighead went to worship Buddha and inexplicably rolled down the mountain on the way back, then he sued Buddha.
The Buddha at Niu Shou Mountain was truly effective, knowing his bad intentions!
Wei Digao sued the scenic area operator, but those spreading rumors didn’t care about these details, and this saying wasn’t entirely baseless.
The joke wasn’t created or spread by Qian Guran, He Kao, or others; large companies naturally have many such creators and disseminators, and it indeed happened.
It seems like a harmless joke, yet its soft impact is formidable. Two months later upon formally returning to work, Wei Digao discovered he had missed a lot.
In the Digital Life project, various team responsibilities had been allocated; what he once wanted to contest, he couldn’t anymore. Gao Xue’e was promoted to vice president of the Qi Yuan Branch, and Huang Xiaopang was elevated to department supervisor, and everything was set.
Moreover, he found himself overshadowed by the acting vice president. At this point, dealing with the Qi Yuan Branch crowd was forgotten, no time to bother anymore.
Soon, he was transferred to a department about to be dissolved, signaling complete marginalization...
These are stories for another day, not to dwell on here.
In short, on the afternoon following Mei Guyu’s treat, President Wei fell down the mountain at the Buddhist Holy Land, with good news coming in that evening, Gao Xue’e successfully advanced to Tier Two Assassin.
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