"Hiss!"
Zhang Lingran, who was suddenly enveloped by a chill, started trembling. He could not help but gasp.
"What's wrong? It suddenly made such a strange sound.”
Wang Sihou looked at Zhang Lingran's slightly exaggerated trembling face and shook his head helplessly.
"Sigh, if you want to avoid this draw by pretending to be sick, I advise you to give up as soon as possible.”
Zhang Lingran quickly explained to Wang Sihou.
"Boss. I didn't. I just felt a bad omen enveloping me.”
"Alright, alright. This time, I'll help you drive away the bad omen!”
Wang Sihou patted his arm and said.
"According to the plan, I 'accidentally' pulled a muscle during yesterday's training. I'm in a bad state now.”
"…You really did it.”
Zhang Lingran sighed helplessly and followed Wang Sihou, who was laughing, into the conference hall.
At this moment, two-thirds of the conference hall, which could accommodate 300 people, was already filled.
These people were all workers from the Shanghai branch of the Ministry of State Security. They had gathered here today for only one purpose.
That was to draw lots and pick an unlucky person to accompany Lin Qi on a trip abroad.
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"God bless us! God bless! Buddha bless! Jade Emperor bless! Please don't let me draw it!”
"You're asking for so much. Aren't you afraid that they'll start fighting?”
"This decision of the headquarters is really fatal. Aren't we accompanying the King of Hell to see the Bridge of Helplessness by accompanying that unlucky Lin Qi overseas? If you have a life to go, you won't be able to return alive!"
"Who knows what the higher-ups are thinking? They're actually worried that Lin Qi is afraid of loneliness, so they want to choose one of us to accompany him!”
"Right now, I'm extremely regretful that I'm a Shanghai resident.”
"200%? It shouldn't be me, right?”
"Damn it, I wasn't even as nervous as I am now during the college entrance examination. I'm about to pee!”
Wang Sihou heard these words, and at the same time, he saw the frightened expressions on the faces of his subordinates.
"I didn't expect them to be so afraid of Lin Qi.”
Hearing Wang Sihou's sigh, Zhang Lingran said as he held his aching ribs.
"After all, the credit for us being able to change to a new office building is all his.”
Wang Sihou was also silent when he heard this, because he remembered the private money hidden in his office in the past. At this time, he didn't know where the ruins had been tidied up.
Wang Sihou gestured for Zhang Lingran to find a seat and sit down before he strode toward the stage.
After he went on stage, the discussion in the conference hall disappeared.
"I'm sure everyone knows the purpose of today, so I won't say much.”
As Wang Sihou spoke, two subordinates carried a huge box onto the stage and placed it beside Wang Sihou.
"There are two hundred and twenty pieces of white paper here. Everyone has seen them during the drawing of lots last time.”
Then, Wang Sihou took out a piece of red paper and said.
"And this red paper represents the lot we are going to draw. Catching the white paper means that it is safe, and catching the red paper means that it is safe.”
It meant that he was going overseas with Lin Qi, the god of mourning!
This thought appeared in everyone's mind at the same time. At the same time, there was another thought that was highly unified.
That was, I absolutely don't want to draw a red paper!!
Wang Sihou looked at everyone's expression and then looked at Zhang Ling before nodding.
"Alright, let's cut the crap and get ready to start!”
After saying that, Wang Sihou placed the red paper into the box. Then, in front of everyone's gaze, he lifted the box and shook it.
No one present was surprised by this.
Because the fact that Wang Sihou was a fitness uncle with monstrous strength was well known in the entire National Security Bureau.
Wang Sihou, who had finished shaking, raised the microphone again and said.
"Alright, get ready to start. We'll draw lots one by one according to the seating order. The first person is me!!”
As he spoke, Wang Sihou gave Zhang Lingran a look.
The latter understood that this was a signal from Wang Sihou, indicating that the red paper was still on the upper level and would not be drawn by him, the last person.
However, Zhang Lingran still felt inexplicably panicked. The bad omen that he had felt before seemed to have not dissipated.
………
Wang Sihou grabbed the first piece of white paper under everyone's gaze.
Everyone was extremely disappointed.
After all, if Wang Sihou drew the red paper, they wouldn't have to continue drawing lots.
But now that Wang Sihou was a blank piece of paper, it meant that they would continue to draw lots.
The drawing of lots went smoothly, and a rather interesting phenomenon appeared at the scene.
Everyone who came to draw lots had a heavy expression at the beginning. When they reached into the box, their hands trembled crazily.
However, when they caught it and found that it was a piece of white paper, they were shocked.
They didn't even need to go up for a second, and their expressions would become quite happy. They even jumped down the stage one by one.
It could be seen how scary it was to get the lottery and accompany Lin Ran overseas!
Among them, Zhang Lingran's mentality changed the most.
Because he knew from the beginning that this draw wasn't fair. Wang Sihou had played a trick on him.
Although he was unwilling to admit it, Zhang Lingran was still a little happy because he could avoid Lin Qi now.
However, after the drawing of lots began…Zhang Lingran's mood became heavier.
Zhang Lingran comforted himself that he did not panic when the first hundred people did not get the lottery.
The 150th person didn't get the lottery.
Zhang Lingran's breathing began to become heavier.
The 200th person still didn't get the lottery.
Zhang Lingran became flustered and restless. His right foot kept stepping on the ground.
The tenth person from the bottom did not…The fifth person from the bottom did not. Zhang Lingran's eyes were already red, and he had already held his breath.
The third from the bottom didn't.
The second last…was still a piece of white paper!
There was only one piece of paper left in the box, the red paper that represented the lot.
Zhang Lingran stared at the box in a daze. The corners of his mouth suddenly curled up into a strange smile. He slowly stood up and wanted to welcome his fate.
However…
In the next moment, his vision suddenly turned black, and his entire body fell to the ground powerlessly.
When Wang Sihou helped him up, Zhang Lingran grabbed the former's arm and asked in a miserable and trembling voice.
"Why, why, why me again?”
“………”
Wang Sihou looked at the pale Zhang Lingran and did not know what to say for a moment. In the end, he could only say one sentence.
"Perhaps it's fate between the two of you.”
"What an ill-fated relationship! Puff!"
"Hurry up and call 120! Ling Ran vomited blood!"
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