Chapter 50 - 2

"What's under my foot?" Chao Musheng looked down, preparing to lift his foot to take a look.

"Don't move!" Brother Tiger said excitedly: "There's a very fierce mosquito under your foot!"

The two employees responsible for the disinfection work: "..."

Saying there's a mosquito here right in front of them, and specifically emphasizing it's fierce, what does that mean?

"You're guarding here wearing glasses specifically to catch mosquitoes?" Chao Musheng knew that the service staff on the ship didn't have it easy, but this was too motivated, too difficult.

He ground the light-colored carpet under his foot hard. After slowly lifting his foot, he saw a small black dot on the carpet, vaguely recognizable as a robust female mosquito.

"Distinguished guest, we are sorry." The two employees felt their jobs were coming to an end. Looking at the mosquito's corpse, they couldn't understand how this mosquito survived when this floor was disinfected 24 hours a day and planted with various insect-repelling plants.

Is it a mosquito strong?

Regardless of how this weird mosquito appeared, the appearance of mosquitoes on the ship now meant the two of them were about to be finished.

"It's okay, this bug has nothing to do with you." Seeing the two employees scared like this, Chao Musheng comforted them and let them leave.

"Zhao Zhao?" When Xu Chenzhu came out, he saw Chao Musheng squatting at the door in a bathrobe. He picked up the jacket on the sofa and draped it over him: "What's going on?"

"I'm looking at a mosquito." Chao Musheng pointed to the mosquito corpse and looked up at Xu Chenzhu standing behind him: "Look."

Xu Chenzhu looked at the small black dot on the carpet and bent his knees to squat beside Chao Musheng: "En, a very big one."

His eyes were dark, and he gradually shifted his gaze to Brother Tiger standing nearby.

"I-I-I..." Brother Tiger inexplicably felt this gaze was extremely creepy. He subconsciously took two steps back: "This has nothing to do with me."

"He is the person who tipped me off this afternoon." Seeing Brother Tiger's face full of horror, Chao Musheng turned his head in confusion to look at Xu Chenzhu squatting with him.

Mr. Xu is good-looking and elegant in manner. Where is he scary?

Brother Tiger couldn't describe his current feeling. It was as if his whole body was frozen by ice, and even breathing brought trembling and pain to his soul.

He felt like he was going to die in the next second.

"So it's someone helping you." Xu Chenzhu stood up and turned to look at the other end of the corridor: "You have a companion?"

"Mr. Xu, it's me." Sister Juan took off the invisibility cloak and carefully poked half her body out from the corner. She dared not meet Xu Chenzhu's eyes: "Brother Tiger said someone was coming to trouble Brother Zhao, so I came to take a look."

That feeling of danger returned.

Xiao Juan forcibly suppressed the urge to flee in her heart and squeezed out a stiff smile on her face: "Sorry to disturb your rest."

"An eyesore of a bug, it's dead, so be it." Xu Chenzhu helped Chao Musheng stand up: "It's late, go to sleep."

"I will arrange for someone to disinfect again tonight. After dawn, there won't be any more bugs."

Strange.

The thin man found his system suddenly started flickering, as if... trembling?

System malfunction?

[Ding, warning! Warning! There is...]

[Zzz——]

After a long sound of electric current, the system voice disappeared. No, it should be said that the whole world quieted down.

The thin man felt as if only he was left in the entire world. He looked around in horror. The lights in the room were as usual, and there was nothing.

Pfft.

After the dead silence, he finally heard a sound.

Low, accompanied by the sound of dripping water.

It seemed to be... his brain was dizzy, and he finally remembered what this sound was.

This was the sound of a heart shattering.

When he crushed an NPC's heart in a dungeon before, it was this sound.

The warm heart would still beat when dug out from the chest. He liked to admire the horror and helplessness in the NPC's eyes when crushing the heart the most.

A lump of red rotten flesh fell on his face, sticky and warm.

He looked down at his chest, which was empty.

Horror instantly occupied all his expressions and emotions. He opened his eyes wide and opened his mouth wide but couldn't make any sound.

No——

"Did that dog lie to me?" Song Cheng woke up from bed early in the morning, took out his phone to check, and there was no message.

A mere waiter actually dared to play me?!

The more Song Cheng thought about it, the angrier he got. When the cleaning waiter came in, he asked angrily: "Where did that short man who cleaned my room yesterday go?"

"Mr. Song, which employee are you talking about?" The waiter looked confused.

"The person responsible for cleaning my room yesterday."

A look of horror appeared on the waiter's face: "But I have always been responsible for the cleaning of your room."

"I didn't see you at all yesterday." Song Cheng said impatiently: "I don't care where he is hiding now. You make him come over to see me immediately."

The waiter carefully scanned the room and swallowed: "Mr. Song, how about you tell me the physical characteristics of that waiter?"

"The person is relatively short, about a head shorter than you, very thin, and looks quite ugly."

"Is the waiter you mentioned a man?" The waiter's voice trembled, and he quietly retreated a few steps towards the door.

"Of course it's a man."

"Mr. Song, our standard for selecting male waiters on the Moon Gazing is a height of over 178cm, regular features, and a well-proportioned body." The waiter had retreated to the door: "Did you remember wrongly?"

"You mean I'm lying?" Song Cheng frowned, took out his phone to find the chat record with the thin man, and then he found that there was nothing in the phone.

Unwilling to give up, he searched back and forth several times, but there was still no such person in the address book.

"Mr. Song, how could a big shot like you lie." The waiter stood outside the door and dared not go in: "But... do you need me to contact a folklore enthusiast on the ship for you?"

Money is hard to earn, shit is hard to eat. He really dared not enter a haunted room.

Song Cheng still didn't give up. Ignoring the four bodyguards monitoring him, he rushed out of the room and searched the entire floor, but didn't see the thin man's figure.

The four bodyguards followed him expressionlessly. As long as he didn't make any move to hurt people, they had no reaction.

Until a tall and sturdy man passed by, Song Cheng called out to him: "You, it's you!"

"Hello, Mr. Song." Brother Tiger stopped and showed an honest smile to Song Cheng.

"Where did that thin man who was with you two days ago go?" Song Cheng stared at Brother Tiger: "Were you together last night?"

"What thin man?" Brother Tiger looked blank: "Mr. Song, what are you talking about?"

There was confusion, questioning, and blankness on his face, but no guilt or concealment.

The waiters on the entire floor said they hadn't seen that short, thin, ugly man.

Song Cheng walked back in a daze. He couldn't understand how a living person could disappear, and everyone lost their memories of him.

Brother Tiger watched Song Cheng leave, grinning to reveal a row of big white teeth.

"Did Mr. Song see a ghost?" The waiter responsible for cleaning Song Cheng's room said to Brother Tiger: "Talking crazily. How could there be a short and thin male waiter on our Moon Gazing?"

Saying that, he glanced at the sturdy Brother Tiger and silently moved two steps closer to him.

Looking so robust, he must have plenty of Yang energy.

The third meeting began, and the representative of the Song enterprise attending the meeting was still Song Cheng.

Chao Musheng walked into the conference room and couldn't help but cast his gaze on Song Cheng.

Not that he cared much about Song Cheng, but Song Cheng looked a bit wrong today.

Wearing a jade pendant, several strings of Buddhist beads on his wrist, a Taoist Yin-Yang fish symbol pinned to his tie, and a cross hanging around his neck. Quite a religious ensemble.

"What's wrong with him?" Secretary Liu was obviously also startled: "Isn't Chairman Song already awake? Even if acting, there's no need to go to this extent."

After the meeting, he would ask the four bodyguards following Song Cheng what exactly happened.

"Don't know." Chao Musheng withdrew his gaze and shook his head slowly, "Maybe... doing it for the old man to see."

The secretary sitting behind Song Cheng lowered his head and stared at the notebook desktop, unwilling to look up even if beaten to death.

Just staying by Young Master Song's side for two or three days had made him lose all face in front of his peers. He really dared not imagine how many jokes would be made when Young Master Song inherited the company.

Under the teasing eyes of his peers, the secretary covered his face, thoughts of resigning arising in his heart.

"Chao Musheng!" After the meeting ended, Song Cheng climbed directly over the conference table and grabbed Chao Musheng's hand. The trinkets hanging on his body made clinking sounds.

"Let go." Xu Chenzhu's gaze swept over, landing on the hand Song Cheng used to grab Chao Musheng, and kicked Song Cheng away mercilessly.

This kick was extremely ruthless. The trinkets on Song Cheng's body fell all over the floor. His face pale, he said: "Sorry Mr. Xu, my grandfather wants to see Chao Musheng. I hope you can make an exception."

Secretary Liu frowned.

These words were disgusting, as if the boss could ignore Little Zhao's opinion and make decisions for him directly.

"My employees cannot get involved in personal feelings during office hours." Xu Chenzhu took out a handkerchief, pulled Chao Musheng's hand over, and gently wiped the place Song Cheng had grabbed.

"Next time if any dirty thing dares to grab you, kick him flying directly, don't show mercy." Xu Chenzhu threw the handkerchief to Secretary Liu: "Throw it away."

Chao Musheng turned to look at Xu Chenzhu. Such a noble face could actually say such violent words.

He silently retracted the leg he had just lifted and hadn't had time to kick out. He wanted to kick just now, but he didn't expect Mr. Xu to move faster than him.

Mr. Xu was walking in front. How did he notice Song Cheng's movement so quickly? Did he have eyes in the back of his head?

The big shots watching the fun nearby shook their heads one after another. Provoking Mr. Xu's anger and making Mr. Xu personally use his foot, the Song family is finished.

The female big shot noticed Xu Chenzhu was still wearing the cufflinks from the previous two days and couldn't help but look a few more times. It seemed Mr. Xu really liked these cufflinks.

"Mr. Xu." Chairman Song came in from the conference room door in a wheelchair. Suppressing the heartache for his grandson, he forced himself to speak: "Sorry, this evil creature is ignorant. I apologize to you and Mr. Zhao on his behalf."

After saying these few sentences, he was panting, obviously having rushed over from the hospital bed temporarily.

He was very smart. He didn't mention his grandfather-grandson relationship with Chao Musheng, but put his posture very low, humble to the extreme.

But if he didn't mention it, would the others present not know his relationship with Chao Musheng?

What a move of retreating to advance. Ginger is still spicier when old.

"Knowing it's an evil creature, don't let it out again." Xu Chenzhu took off his glasses, his eyes cold. He glanced at the Song family grandfather and grandson, and left with Chao Musheng and Secretary Liu.

Whatever Mr. Zhao said would be wrong, but if the one showing attitude was Mr. Zhao's boss, the big boss of Kunlun, then it was fine.

What fault does Mr. Zhao have? He is just an innocent worker who listens to his boss.

Xiao Juan, guarding the door of the conference room, looked at Brother Zhao's back, tightly protected by Mr. Xu, and the strange feeling in her heart became more and more obvious.

Something is wrong, really too wrong.

Where is there a boss who takes the initiative to jump out and act as a thug for an employee, attracting fire and hatred?

Anyway, the bosses she met in the real world and the dungeon world were not like this.

This is very strange.