Chapter 1405 Acting
"Mr. Cong Zhaokai will serve as the manager of the security department in the future."
"Okay, the personnel adjustments will be like this for the time being, and will be announced in writing after the meeting. Send it to everyone.”
Chu Heng closed the document in his hand, put it on the conference table, bent down and sat down, and lit another cigarette. Finally, he said in a deep voice: "Finally, I'm arranging the work."
"The primary problem in our hotel right now is the ghost on the 18th floor. I have already contacted the Qingyuan master taught by Maoshan about this. He will come over tonight to handle the matter. General Manager Duan remembers to do a good job in reception and don’t neglect the master.”
"Okay, Mr. Chu." Duan Jinchang replied with a grin. He felt that the boss spoke very nicely, especially when he called him general manager, his voice was really pleasant.
After hearing this, several senior executives of Real Estate and those in the hotel raised their eyebrows, and suddenly thought in their hearts, it turned out that this enemy knew that the hotel was haunted, and had been prepared in advance. .
However, they were not very optimistic about this matter and felt that Chu Heng was a bit overconfident.
For the ghost on the 18th floor, the hotel invited three famous masters to come over. Which one of them was not beaten to pieces?
They don’t think that Master Qingyuan, who has never even heard of it, can solve this problem.
Not only them, there are also many people in the hotel headquarters who have the same idea as them.
For a while, many people in the room secretly looked at Chu Heng, their eyes slightly mocking, as if they were ready to see a joke.
Chu Heng ignored these glances. The old man shook his cigarette ashes, glanced at Duan Jinchang, and continued: "In addition, after the meeting, you quickly arrange for people to contact the newspapers in Hong Kong Island and invite them today. Come over later and witness the process of catching ghosts together. Well... I can give it to him if appropriate. Let’s pay some travel expenses.”
“Okay.”
Duan Jinchang nodded thoughtfully, vaguely feeling that he probably understood Chu Heng’s general idea, which was just to buy news. , no matter whether the ghost is caught today or not, the newspaper will write that he was caught!
But does this really work?
Even if we can trick the guests back, things will happen sooner or later!
Wouldn’t it be better to go back to the starting point then?
He couldn't help frowning and wanted to persuade Chu Heng, but after pondering for a moment, he gave up the idea temporarily. After all, everything was just his guess. What if he guessed wrong? what to do?
Think before you act and don’t take anything for granted.
This is the experience he has gained in the workplace over the years.
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Midnight is coming soon.
Today’s night is nice, the moon is bright and the stars are few, it is quiet and peaceful.
The Mandarin Hotel is very busy at this time.
Many employees who knew that the new boss hired a heavenly master to catch ghosts did not go home after get off work. At this moment, they were gathering in the lobby, anxiously waiting for the final result.
If Amei is caught, then of course it’s hello, hello, hello, hello to everyone, but if the Celestial Master of Lao Shizi’s Maoshan Cult also fails, then they will have to consider finding another job.
On the 18th floor of the hotel, many people gathered at this time. There were executives who came with Chu Heng and reporters invited by them.
More than thirty people were crowded together like cans, staring intently at Qingyuan who was standing in front of the altar at the entrance of 1805. Some people who had participated in opening the altar to catch ghosts before were trembling. They rushed back vigorously, but the reporters, on the contrary, squeezed forward with their heads sharpened.
“Dingle bell!”
At this time, Qingyuan, who had been standing in front of the altar for a long time, suddenly moved. He picked up the Sanqing Bell on the table and shook it, murmuring: "The ring is ringing, the ten directions are silent, the sky is free of filth, and the earth is free of demons." Dust, the Minghui Cave is clear..."
Seeing this, the reporters quickly got into position with their cameras, nervously and expectantly waiting for the moment when the rumored evil ghost appeared so that they could take pictures of it. .
Waiting and waiting, one of the reporters suddenly went dark, and then fell to the ground unconscious.
When he fell, it was like overturning a domino. Others in the field also rolled their eyelids and fell down softly.
In an instant, Chu Heng, the old man and his eldest son Na Daohui were the only ones standing in the field.
"Hiss! This medicine of yours is strong enough!"
Na Qingyuan looked at the group of people lying on the ground like dead people, and couldn't help but take a breath of cold air. "There really is such a thing as drug addiction in this world!" Na Daohui was speechless.
“Hey.”
Chu Heng looked at the scene in front of him and smiled with satisfaction.
"Da da da!"
At this time, Cen Hao, who was dressed as a female ghost, walked out of a room expressionlessly, and then the two of them began to use the dream incense in one hand and the ecstasy potion in the other. Instill memories in these people on the ground.
The old man and the two men looked at those people who were confused after waking up with strange expressions on their faces, their eyes widened, and their hearts were full of knowledge.
Almost half an hour passed like this, and the two brothers finally stood up tiredly after finishing their work.
“It’s done, let’s get started.” Chu Heng thumped his waist and turned to look at the clear distance.
"Come on."
Na Qingyuan immediately put up a posture, stepped on the seven-star step, held a mahogany sword in his hand, and faced Cen Hao with a serious face.
"Be careful, don't really poke me." Cen Hao looked at him, Old Mo, squinting. He was worried about mentioning it, and then he rushed forward with teeth and claws, and followed him pretendingly. He started fighting, punching me with a sword and hitting me vigorously.
On the ground, the reporters and hotel staff who were in a state of ecstasy stared blankly, their minds automatically adding special effects and filters to the scene in front of them based on the memories that Chu Heng and the others had instilled before. .
After a while, seeing that the time was almost up, Chu Heng raised his hand and gave a signal to the two who were fighting lively.
The two immediately understood each other, and Qingyuan stabbed Cen Hao in the heart with his sword. Cen Hao immediately screamed and fell to the ground motionless.
Chu Hengze quickly took out the antidote and gave it to them a few times. Then he took the extinguished Dream Incense and lit it. He saw the light smoke rising and dissipating. Just a moment later, those people came again. He rolled his eyes and fainted.
“Okay, get up quickly.” Upon seeing this, Chu Heng shouted to Cen Hao who was still lying on the ground.
Cen Hao immediately stood up like a carp, then quickly took off the red dress and threw it on the ground, then packed up his things and got into the room he came out of before.
“That man!”
Chu Heng gave Na Qingyuan another look.
The old man nodded, stepped forward and picked up the red skirt on the ground, with a tired expression on his face.
Immediately afterwards, I saw Chu Heng taking out the antidote from his body and giving it to those on the ground one by one.
A few moments.
These people woke up slowly, and then got up from the ground yelling.
"F*ck!"
"There really is a ghost in this world!"
"This ghost is so vicious!"
"Fortunately he was surrendered!"
Chu Hengze ran forward with Na Daohui, supporting the panting Na Qingyuan from left to right, and asked with concern: "Are you okay?"
"No problem." Na Qingyuan shook his head.
"Thank you so much, Master, I will definitely come to pay you in person later!" Chu Heng said with a grateful face.
"It doesn't have to be like this. It is the duty of monks like us to eliminate demons and protect the Tao." Qingyuan Yun Danfeng waved his hands lightly, looking like a master.
(End of this chapter)