Transmigrated into a female-oriented novel, and put an end to the domineering CEOs all over the city

Inside the Huang Family Manor.

Director Fu's face was ashen, or rather, both red and green—red from embarrassment and green from anger.

He stared furiously at the group of young monks opposite him, who were laughing so hard they were doubled over, completely lacking any semblance of monastic decorum.

As the heir of the prestigious Fu family, who in Beijing's social circles wouldn't respectfully address him as "Young Master Fu"?

Wherever she goes, she's the center of attention, surrounded by flattering and awe-inspiring gazes. Even when she comes to Ba City, the mayor and a group of high-ranking officials greet her...

When have I ever been publicly mocked in such a group, using Buddhist scriptures as a weapon?!

"Bang!"

Consumed by rage, Director Fu slammed his fist on the coffee table in front of him!

Immediately afterwards, the lights in the hall suddenly emitted a "sizzling" sound, followed by a muffled pop, and then all went out.

Moreover, through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, one can see that the streetlights in the manor courtyard, the ground lights on the lawn, and even the decorative light strips on the exterior wall of the main building all fell into darkness at the same time.

The entire banquet hall was immediately plunged into darkness, with only the faint light from the screens of the mobile phones that were recording or taking pictures illuminating the bewildered faces of their owners.

Fu Ting: "...?"

He remained frozen in place, still slamming his fist on the table, his anger barely registering before he froze on the spot.

He then... slammed his hand on the table.

Why are all the lights... off?

Don't tell him that the main power switch for the Huang family manor is hidden in the cushion under his butt, or that it was short-circuited by his slap just now!

What kind of shoddy construction project is this?!

Or perhaps... the feng shui of this manor is incompatible with him?

Yes, that must be it! Ever since he stepped into Ba Shi, nothing has gone smoothly for him!

The crowd in the hall immediately panicked, but fortunately, those present today were all middle-aged entrepreneurs who had seen it all.

After the initial panic subsided, they quickly calmed down and took out their phones to turn on the flashlight function.

In an instant, dozens of beams of light of varying strength swept haphazardly through the dark hall, illuminating faces that feigned composure amidst the intersecting beams.

"Don't panic, everyone! It's probably an electrical fault!"

"Yes, yes, ask the waiter! Where is the waiter?"

"Who hired the manager of this estate? How is the equipment maintained?"

The entrepreneurs shone their flashlights on each other to confirm their location and safety, while whispering among themselves and searching for uniformed waiters in the darkness.

The sudden power outage in this situation, though unexpected, was not enough to cause these seasoned veterans to completely lose their composure.

However, the next second——

"Huh? Why is my phone out of signal?"

"Old Wang! Do you have a cell phone signal?"

"Oh no! Mr. Zhao, I have no signal either! Not a single bar!"

"..."

One panicked voice after another rang out. The fact that "there is no cell phone signal at all" made these seasoned businessmen, who had been navigating the business world for decades, change their expressions drastically.

First came the sudden, complete power outage, followed by the complete blocking of cell phone signals. These two factors combined...

A worst-case scenario involuntarily flashed through everyone's minds, instantly sending a chill down their spines.

hijack!

...No way?! Director Fu is playing this big?!

Are they trying to wipe us all out, then load us up in a truck with money and kidnap us for ransom?!

Was tonight's Buddhist exchange meeting a trap from beginning to end?!

Is his goal simply to gather together us influential business leaders who dominate the market, making it easier for him to wipe us all out in one fell swoop?!

No wonder he insisted on inviting people over forty! Because older people have money and assets, and that's where their value lies! What can young people do with their meager allowances?!

No wonder he was so obsessed with Chu Jin. The Chu family is the richest family in the world, and he's eyeing the biggest fat sheep!

The Fu family, a prominent family in Beijing's elite circles... are they really that short of money?

All logic instantly became self-consistent, and fear spread like a plague in the darkness. The Zhongdengs no longer cared about manners or dignity; survival was the priority!

"Quick! Get out of here!"

"Forget about this Buddhist exchange! Let's get out of here!"

"Bodyguards! Where are my bodyguards?!"

"Which side is the door? Show me with your phone!"

The crowd began to stir. The entrepreneurs no longer cared about manners or decorum. Holding their cell phone flashlights, they hurriedly rushed towards the direction of the main entrance they remembered amidst the swaying beams of light and jostling among themselves.

At that moment, several waiters mingling at the edge of the crowd also paused for a moment.

The power went out so quickly? Earlier than planned?

But they reacted very quickly and immediately realized that this was a signal for action.

The group exchanged glances, dropped their pretense, and immediately squeezed their way toward the direction where Chu Jin, the daughter of the Chu family, was, the target they had been vaguely eyeing!

They planned to take advantage of the chaos to abduct the Chu family's daughter and then hand her over to the manor's bodyguards at the back door.

Chu Jin realized what was happening the moment the power went out.

They've arrived!

She quickly blended into the group of equally flustered women beside her.

The group of girls were also startled by the sudden darkness.

"Ah—!" A girl grabbed Chu Jin's arm. "Boss! Boss! Why did you get so dark? I'm afraid of the dark..."

"Sisters, don't panic. Let's stay close together, hold hands, and walk together so we don't get separated."

"Mr. Chu, your hands are so cold! Were you scared? Don't be afraid, we're all here!"

Chu Jin shouted, "Sisters, don't be afraid! The situation is not right, we can't run around! Come with me, let's go to the masters on the stage! They know the Arhat Formation!"

The sisters immediately found their pillar of support.

Yes, the masters must know Shaolin Kung Fu.

Shaolin Kung Fu is amazing, truly amazing! Shaolin Kung Fu is incredible, truly incredible! They have invincible Iron Head Kung Fu and invincible Vajra Legs...

The monks on the platform were also somewhat panicked after the power was cut off.

The older monks were still just frowning, but the younger monks had already started frantically pulling out their phones.

"Holy crap, the power's out?!"

"Brothers! Is this kid angry and about to punish us?"

"Holy crap, that's possible! In ancient times, breaking a cup was used as a signal. He just slammed his hand on the table, and the lights went out! Are three hundred axemen about to storm in?"

"Hey Fu! I'm warning you, don't mess around! Let me tell you, we're trained! And this is still a society governed by law! Hitting a monk is illegal!"

"Yes, yes, yes! Hitting a monk is an even more serious crime!"

"Buddha will punish you! Just you wait! If you push us too far, we'll speak ill of you to Buddha every day!"

"..."

Fu Ting sat opposite him, listening to the monks' babbling in the darkness, clearly cursing him, and his eye twitched involuntarily.

He was actually a little panicked inside.

This power outage is so bizarre; even the backup power supply isn't working, and there's no cell phone signal... This is definitely not normal.

But he had to maintain his composure on the surface and not lose his composure.

"Assistant Li," Director Fu ordered in a deep voice, his voice particularly clear in the darkness, "go and see what's going on. Is it an electrical fault? Have the people at the manor deal with it immediately."

Assistant Li was also panicking inside, but as a professional assistant, he couldn't show it on the surface.

He immediately replied, "Yes, Young Master Fu."

Then, in the dark, I moved toward the door I remembered, cursing the manor's power system and security team a hundred times in my mind.

On the other side, Chu Jin, trailing a small tail of glowing cell phone flashlights, quickly moved towards the main stage.

However, just as they were three or four meters away from the relatively quiet group of monks, several dark figures quickly cut in from the side and blocked their way.