Ring of Fate

Chapter 953 Dinner Appointment
It’s really in Mushu Hospital...Lumian was not surprised at Xu Xinyang’s answer.

He said, "Hmm."

"Okay, Captain."

He thought about it. As an important base for the evil gods to influence the dream city, Mushu Hospital also has a certain degree of cooperation with Tianzun. Many things may not be able to be avoided in the future. It is not that you can just avoid it carefully and not enter it and pretend it does not exist.

Therefore, it is better to take advantage of the day, while the actions of myself and others have not yet developed to a critical stage, while I still have the opportunity to enter again, while I have a reasonable and legitimate excuse, to go for a look and explore on the spot. Of course, the underground floors that most likely represent the abyss and the psychological shadow of Mr. Fool should not be rashly set foot in.

After seeing Xu Xinyang off, they stayed in the monitoring room until almost noon. Lumian and Lao Xia, who were on duty together, waited for their colleagues to take over their shifts. Then they went downstairs together to have lunch at the Intis Group employee cafeteria located in the annex of the Science and Technology Building.

They do not receive meal allowances, and the cafeteria is not free, but the advantage is that the dishes are rich in variety, and the prices are kept quite cheap through subsidies from the group company. Therefore, no matter whether they are employees from the headquarters or branches, as long as they are in this building, they all like to eat in the cafeteria. Mr. Huang himself also comes here from time to time to eat a meal or two to ensure the quality of the dishes.

The only problem is that during the lunch rush, the cafeteria is packed and those employees with higher incomes prefer to order takeout or eat at nearby shopping malls.

As a security guard, when I can go to the cafeteria depends on when my colleagues come to relieve me. Everyone tacitly arrives a while earlier to avoid peak hours.

Lumian made steamed egg with minced meat, stir-fried pork with leeks and pickled pepper, fried chicken legs, cucumber and pork soup, and a big bowl of rice. He and Lao Xia found a seat in a corner and ate while listening to each other talking about the group of funny people in Aurora Company.

Old Xia said with a sigh:
"Their boss is an exhibitionist, or the M in SM, and there are often marks of whips on his body..."

Say more, slander more, I love to hear it… Lumian muttered in his heart as he nodded in agreement.

Suddenly, his cell phone vibrated twice.

He picked it up and read, "A name that impressed you." That was Anderson Hood, who replied:
"Is that friend you're talking about yourself?"

Lumian smiled and replied using the voice input method:
"You can understand that."

He felt that when "hunters" were chatting with each other, whoever got anxious first, got angry first, or felt guilty first would lose.

Only by adjusting yourself to a state where nothing matters to you can you be invincible.

After twenty or thirty seconds, Anderson replied:
“Painting requires talent, I hope you have it.

"We don't have painting courses in our cram school, but I know a pretty good studio. I learned there. If you are interested, come to the entrance of Jinxiu Dongfang Community on Sifang Street at 7 o'clock tomorrow night, and I will take you to visit."

At night? Lumian thought for a moment and said:

"Okay, thank you."

He remembered that the Caihua B&B Hotel was on Sifang Street, but the interior renovation and decoration had not been completed yet.

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Administration department, inside the large office.

Luo Shan stretched, walked to Franca's seat, and asked with a smile:

"What are you having for lunch? I don't want to go to the crowded cafeteria."

Without waiting for Franca to respond, she lowered her voice and said:
“Other departments would find time to have dinner together to welcome new employees, but our administration department didn’t.

"The main thing is that it's OK that those sisters don't want to go and look down on us, but the fear is that they insist on going, trying to find some free helpers for themselves. Tsk, can you imagine what kind of development will happen? It's normal for them to be sarcastic and say things with hidden ulterior motives. There are also some who cry, quarrel, and want to fight on the spot. There are a lot of troubles left to deal with afterwards, so Lao Zhang simply doesn't need to call dinners in the name of the department. Those who have good relationships can gather privately and gather however they want."

Franca listened with great interest and said expectantly:
“I wonder when Mr. Huang will come to the Administration Department next time.”

The scene would surely be exciting, and she wanted to see it.

It is inevitable that "witches" will have a tendency to wish for chaos in the world, and it is quite justified to use this word to watch the fun.

"Mr. Huang probably won't come in the next few days. He has VIPs to entertain, and when he comes to the company, he will go to the 16th floor." Luo Shan revealed Mr. Huang's whereabouts.

Zarathustra? Franca paid close attention to this matter.

In addition to the items listed in the action outline, they also have to guard against Tianzun and the evil gods doing bad things to the Dream City and Zhou Mingrui, and they must discover and stop them early.

Moreover, this can also accumulate inspiration and help them formulate an awakening plan - they can try to do the opposite of what Tianzun's subordinates did.

"What a pity." Franca looked regretful.

She then asked curiously:
"Will Mr. Huang not bring any VIPs to visit the company?"

"I have been here." Luo Shan was stunned for a moment, and her voice became even lower. "Zhou Mingrui happened to be on sick leave that day. Fu Fu, that VIP with a long name couldn't be the saboteur sent from the future to the present by the evil force you mentioned? Was it your people who designed Zhou Mingrui's sick leave?"

The spiritual intuition of the "painter" is also very strong... Franka smiled and said:
"Is that distinguished guest called Zarathustra?"

Roxanne nodded solemnly.

"That's it." Franka confirmed the other party's previous guess.

Luo Shan was silent for a few seconds, then her eyes turned and she said:

"How about I ask Zhou Mingrui to have dinner with us? That way you'll have a chance to get to know him and chat with him."

Shit… So fast? So direct? Franka felt frightened.

She thought that she and Lumian would have to spend a week or two getting in touch with Zhou Mingrui normally through work matters before they could add each other on WeChat or chat for a few minutes.

Who would have thought that Luo Shan would invite Zhou Mingrui to have dinner together on her first day at work!
Too, too fast...

This is too advanced, I'm not ready yet...

Seeing that Franca didn't answer, Roshan smiled and said:

"Zhou Mingrui owes me several meals. Every time he asks me for information, he says he will treat you to a meal next time or later, but he has only treated you once so far.

"Well, it's a good reason to welcome my sister into the company."

As she spoke, she picked up her phone and started sending messages to Zhou Mingrui.

After a while, Luo Shan raised her phone and said:
"He agreed, but said it would be dinner tomorrow because he had to work overtime tonight and the lunch break for technicians was too short to have a good meal."

Agree now... No pressure, no excuses? Franca suddenly remembered an old saying:

The best way to get close to a person is to get to know the people around him.

Helping Luo Shan is indeed the right choice... This is what good deeds bring good rewards! Franca thought for a moment and said to Luo Shan:

"Zhou Mingrui seemed to be a little concerned about the paintings you placed on the table. He did not reject your invitation but accepted it instead. He might have wanted to confirm or test something..."

Without waiting for Roshan's response, Franca added:

"If that's the case, then it's a good thing."

The only question is, does dinner count as night?

This goes against the planning of the action plan and may lead to confusion and ambiguity in the experimental results...

It doesn't count if it's not completely dark, right?
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At 4:30 in the afternoon, Lumian and Lao Xia, who had just finished patrolling the floors, came to the underground parking lot of the Technology Building. They saw Captain Xu Xinyang sitting in a dark gray SUV. He stretched out his hand from the passenger seat and waved to them:
"This way."

Lumian and Lao Xia walked over and sat in the spacious back seat.

"Just a few of us?" Old Xia looked out the window.

Xu Xinyang smiled and said:
"How can a group of people go to the hospital to visit patients? The nurses won't let them in!
"It's just the four of us. Xiao Zhao will drive, and the other brothers will go directly to the dinner place and wait."

Xiao Zhao is a young man sitting in the driver's seat, and his profile looks a little fat.

At this point in time, the road was still clear, and before five o'clock, Lumian and others arrived outside the Mushu Hospital.

Two young men, each carrying a box of fruit and a bag of nutritional supplements, followed Xu Xinyang and Lao Xia in.

The lobby of Mushu Hospital was no different from the last time Lumian came. It was ordinary with people coming and going. Only occasionally could he notice that some nurses had indifferent eyes and their movements seemed a little mechanical.

Lumian withdrew his gaze, and after making sure that his own spirituality had no warning signs and that there were no abnormalities around him, he entered the elevator and arrived on the twelfth floor.

After exiting the elevator and turning into the ward, he pushed open the door and what caught his eye was the quiet nurses' station and a corridor extending into the darkness.

The light at the end of the corridor seemed to be broken and had not been repaired yet.

Led by a nurse who looked normal, they entered a double ward where Lao Wang and Lao Ding were both.

Before Lumian, Xiao Zhao and Lao Xia had time to see the patient's condition clearly, two family members accompanying the patient rushed to Xu Xinyang and said one after another:

"Captain Xu, our Lao Wang is definitely suffering from a work-related injury!"

"Wow, Captain Xu, our Lao Ding almost died. Look at him, look at him, I don't know how long it will take for him to recover."

"..."

Xu Xinyang finally found an opportunity and pressed down with his right hand:
"My two sisters-in-law, this is definitely considered a work-related injury. Mr. Huang said that not only will the compensation be based on national standards, but the company will also give an additional sum. At the same time, all medical expenses other than the insurance premium will be reimbursed, and wages will continue to be paid according to normal standards until Lao Wang and Lao Ding fully recover and can go back to work. We will not let our brothers shed blood, sweat, and tears!"

While Xu Xinyang was comforting the family members, Lumian and others turned their eyes to the beds and saw that the two patients were wrapped in white bandages, with only their eyes, noses and mouths exposed.

Old Xia couldn't help but move closer to Lumian and whispered:
"It's not that I, Old Xia, am not kind, it's just that they look so funny. I thought they only looked like this on TV, but I didn't expect that they also look like dumplings in real life."

Lumian did not respond to Lao Xia because he was thinking of the mummy.

A mummy said to be closely connected to the path of "ghosts" controlled by the "Mother Tree of Desire".

And this is Mushu Hospital.

(End of this chapter)