A single divination predicts life and death; the entire internet begs me to start a live stream.

Qin Yuanshan did not come alone.

He was followed by a dozen or so men in black suits.

There are also three former shareholders of the Qin Group.

One is Zhou Guoliang, a veteran of the Qin family.

One is Zhao Dechang, the director in charge of the supply chain.

There was another person, someone Qin Ruoxue least wanted to see at this time.

Liu Chenghai, representative of the Qin family's finance committee.

These three people rarely appear together.

But now, they followed Qin Yuanshan and appeared at the Qin Group Building in the early hours of the morning.

The meaning is already quite clear.

It's not about caring.

This is a coup d'état.

Qin Ruoxue stood in the center of the hall, her face expressionless.

"Second Uncle."

"Why are you bringing so many people to the company at this time? What are you planning to do?"

Qin Yuanshan smiled.

He leaned on a black cane, his tone still gentle.

"Ruoxue, don't be nervous."

"With so many problems happening at the company lately, I, as the uncle, can't just sit idly by."

As he spoke, he glanced at the security guards in the lobby, then looked at the elevator that had been shut down not far away.

"I just heard you were trapped in the elevator."

I'm very worried about you.

Qin Ruoxue sneered:

"So you brought shareholders here to worry about me?"

Qin Yuanshan's smile remained unchanged.

"Ruoxue, the company doesn't belong to you alone."

"It's normal for the board of directors to be worried about the Qin family's series of mishaps."

Zhou Guoliang coughed, stepped forward, and said:

"Ruoxue, your second uncle is right."

"The Qin family has indeed been in a lot of chaos lately."

"The project collapsed, funds were tight, executives got into trouble, and now even employees are jumping off buildings."

"You almost got into trouble again tonight."

"We old folks are really worried about this."

Zhao Dechang nodded in agreement.

"Yes, yes, yes."

"The Qin family cannot continue to be in chaos."

"The media is already watching us closely. If this continues, the banks might take action as well."

Liu Chenghai pushed up his glasses, his tone the calmest.

"Mr. Qin, based on the current financial situation, the company's cash flow can only last for a maximum of 45 days."

"If the Chengnan project continues to fail to generate revenue, Qin's Group will face the risk of debt default."

"The board of directors must prepare contingency plans in advance."

Qin Ruoxue's gaze swept across their faces one by one, and then she smiled.

Only the corners of the mouth are moving; the corners of the eyes are not.

"Contingency plan?"

"Your so-called contingency plan is basically asking me to hand over management control, isn't it?"

The lobby was eerily quiet.

Qin Yuanshan sighed softly.

"Ruoxue".

"Don't put it so harshly."

You are still young.

"You've done a great job all these years."

"But the Qin family of today cannot be sustained by youthful vigor alone."

You need to rest.

"You also need someone to help you share the burden."

Qin Ruoxue stared at him.

"Who will share the burden?"

Qin Yuanshan did not avoid her gaze.

"Interim Management Committee"

Qin Ruoxue's voice turned colder.

"Who will take the lead?"

Qin Yuanshan smiled.

"I."

The moment that word was uttered, the atmosphere in the lobby became even more oppressive.

The security guard stood at a distance, not daring to breathe.

Qin Ruoxue has no secretary, no senior executives, and no lawyers.

She had just survived a near-death experience in an elevator, and even the cuffs of her trench coat were still covered in dust.

Behind Qin Yuanshan stood shareholders, directors, and bodyguards.

On one side is a young female CEO who is overwhelmed by a series of accidents.

On one side was Qin's second uncle, who had been prepared all along.

The situation is almost entirely one-sided.

Chen Bufan sat on the sofa in the lobby lounge area.

He hadn't said a word since Qin Yuanshan entered the room.

He was simply holding the hot water that the security guard had just poured for him, looking down at the steam rising from the noodles in the cup.

Like an outsider.

It's as if they don't take this coup attempt seriously at all.

Qin Yuanshan certainly noticed him.

But he didn't rush to pay attention.

I was just asking out of politeness.

In Qin Yuanshan's eyes, no matter how strange Chen Bufan was, he was still an outsider.

A fortune teller who became famous through live-streaming fortune telling.

What truly determines the ownership of the Qin family is equity, the board of directors, finance, banking, and the hearts of the people.

And Qin Ruoxue is about to lose all of these things.

Qin Yuanshan looked at Qin Ruoxue and said earnestly:

"Ruoxue, your father passed away early."

"Over the years, your second uncle has always treated you like his own daughter."

I'm not trying to take away your power.

I'm afraid you won't be able to handle it.

Qin Ruoxue sneered:

"Are you afraid I won't be able to hold on, or afraid I won't die?"

Qin Yuanshan's smile remained unchanged, though his cheeks were hunched over.

Zhou Guoliang immediately frowned.

"Ruoxue, you've gone too far."

"Your second uncle is doing this for the good of the Qin family."

Qin Ruoxue looked at him.

"Uncle Zhou, you voted in favor of the lobby renovation three months ago."

Zhou Guoliang's lips twitched slightly.

"That's a normal company decision."

Qin Ruoxue then looked at Zhao Dechang.

"Chairman Zhao, Jinhui Decoration was recommended by you to be included in the shortlist of suppliers."

Zhao Dechang's eyes darted away.

"There are procedures on the supply chain side; it's a normal bidding process."

Qin Ruoxue finally looked at Liu Chenghai.

"Mr. Liu, you were the one who approved and disbursed the renovation funds."

Liu Chenghai remained expressionless.

"The finance department only makes payments according to the approval process; there is no reason to refuse payment."

Qin Ruoxue smiled.

"A suggestion."

"A recommendation."

"One payment."

"One approval."

"You two worked together very well."

The atmosphere was tense, like a taut string.

Qin Yuanshan gently tapped the floor tiles with his cane.

"Ruoxue".

You're not feeling well tonight.

"I understand you've just been frightened."

"But you can't doubt everyone around you just because you're under too much pressure."

As he spoke, his gaze finally fell on Chen Bufan.

"Especially..."

"Being influenced by some shady people."

Chen Bufan remained silent.

Qin Yuanshan's smile deepened.

"Sir."

"I've heard of you."

"Master Chen, who's been all the rage online lately."

He deliberately pronounced the word "master" very softly.

It was clearly sarcastic.

"Shen Qingyue, the Wang family, and the anti-counterfeiting Wang have caused quite a stir."

"Now even our Qin family is on your radar?"

Chen Bufan took a sip of water.

He remained silent.

Qin Yuanshan felt like he had punched cotton.

A hint of displeasure flashed in his eyes.

But he quickly regained his composure.

"Ruoxue".

He turned to look at Qin Ruoxue.

"You are the CEO of Qin's Group."

"She's not a little girl who gets fooled on the street, and she's past the age where she can be easily deceived by a few words from strangers."

"When a company has problems, they investigate the finances, the projects, and the management."

"Instead of bringing a fortune teller into the company in the middle of the night to spout nonsense about feng shui arrangements or dead people."

Zhou Guoliang immediately followed.

"Yes, Ruoxue."

"The board would probably be even more worried if they knew you were starting to believe in these things."

Zhao Dechang sighed.

"There were already rumors circulating outside that the Qin family's management was in disarray."

"What you're doing is like handing someone a knife."

Liu Chenghai looked even more serious:

"If this behavior affects the stock price, shareholders have the right to request that you be temporarily suspended from your position."

Qin Ruoxue looked at them.

Laughed.

She knew why these people dared to pressure her like this.

Because the company really has a problem.

Because she almost died in the elevator tonight.

Because she did not have direct evidence to prove that Qin Yuanshan had set up the scheme.

Furthermore, now whenever she utters phrases like "Seven Killings Stealing Wealth Formation," these people immediately beat her until she loses her mind.

In the business world, what you fear most is not a ruthless opponent.

It's when your opponent, standing within the rules and using polite words, plunges a knife into your chest.

Qin Yuanshan took a step forward.

The tone was gentle.

"Ruoxue, hand over the temporary management rights of the company."

"You should take a month off."

"This month, a temporary committee was formed by myself and several directors."

"Come back when the company is more stable."

Qin Ruoxue stared at him.

"If I hand it over, will I be able to get it back?"

Qin Yuanshan smiled.

"You are a member of the Qin family."

"Of course."

Qin Ruoxue smiled too.

"Second Uncle, did you even believe what you said?"

Qin Yuanshan was somewhat embarrassed.

"Ruoxue, don't pressure your second uncle."

Qin Ruoxue spoke softly, but it sent chills down one's spine.

"That's the question I should be asking you."

Qin Yuanshan narrowed his eyes.

"What do you mean?"

Just as Qin Ruoxue was about to speak, Chen Bufan suddenly put down his water glass.

The bottom of the cup touched the glass coffee table.

It made a very soft sound.

despair.

The sound wasn't loud.

But for some reason, it made the entire lobby quiet down.

Qin Yuanshan turned to look at him.

Chen Bufan looked up.

He looked Qin Yuanshan up and down.

He read very slowly.

From Qin Yuanshan's brow, down to his eyes, down to the bridge of his nose, and down to below his right rib.

Qin Yuanshan felt somewhat uncomfortable under his gaze.

He cleared his throat:

"What's wrong?"

"Is Master Chen finally going to speak?"

Chen Bufan said:

"The dark spot under your right rib is already starting to rot, isn't it?"

boom.

Qin Yuanshan's expression changed drastically.

In that instant, the gentleness, composure, and elder-like demeanor on his face all froze.

Although it only lasted for a short second.

But enough for everyone to see.

Qin Ruoxue saw it too.

She suddenly looked at Qin Yuanshan.

"Dark spots?"

Zhou Guoliang and the others looked at each other in bewilderment.

Zhao Dechang frowned.

"Yuanshan, are you not feeling well?"

Qin Yuanshan recovered quickly.

But his hand had unconsciously tightened its grip on the cane.

"Nonsense."

Chen Bufan looked at him.

"It started out as small as a copper coin."

"Turns black".

"itch."

"You thought it was a skin disease."

"I've seen a doctor."

"Medication has been applied."

"It's no use."

Qin Yuanshan's eye twitched violently.

Chen Bufan continued:

"Later, the dark spots got bigger."

"The edges are starting to fester."

"It tastes very fishy."

"Every night at three o'clock, it feels like someone is scraping my right rib with a knife."

"These past few days, you've been in so much pain that you haven't been able to sleep."

The color drained from Qin Yuanshan's face little by little.

Qin Ruoxue finally understood why Chen Bufan had remained silent.

He's not ignoring it.

He was waiting for Qin Yuanshan to show himself.

Qin Yuanshan forcibly suppressed his emotions, his tone quite impolite:

"Mr. Chen."

"You investigated me?"

Chen Bufan smiled.

"Are you worthy?"

Qin Yuanshan's face was very ugly, and the bodyguard in the black suit behind him immediately stepped forward.

Qin Ruoxue glared:

"Who dares to touch him?"

The bodyguard paused.

Qin Yuanshan raised his hand, signaling them to step back.

He looked at Chen Bufan and calmed down.

"young people."

"You can eat whatever you want."

"You can't just say things carelessly."

Upon hearing this, Chen Bufan yawned.

"I've heard that many times."

Qin Yuanshan's eye twitched.

Chen Bufan continued:

"Then they went inside."

Zhou Guoliang and the others' expressions changed.

They couldn't possibly have been unaware of the huge uproar surrounding the Wang family.

The young man in front of me is definitely not an ordinary con artist.

Qin Yuanshan took a deep breath:

"What exactly are you trying to say?"

Chen Bufan stood up.

He walked step by step to Qin Yuanshan.

The two were less than two meters apart.

Qin Yuanshan had more than a dozen bodyguards around him.

But for some reason, at this moment, it was he who took a half step back first.

Chen Bufan looked at him, his voice flat.

"The Seven Killings Stealing Wealth Formation is not used for nothing."

"You borrowed the Qin family's wealth to change their fortune."

"The six people in front paved the way for you."

"The seventh person is Qin Ruoxue."

Qin Yuanshan's face twitched slightly.

"I don't understand what you're saying."

Chen Bufan said:

"You understand."

"That dark spot under your right rib is the backlash."

"You've already started to rot before the seventh evil has even been formed."

"Once the scheme is completed, you will be able to obtain a portion of the Qin family's wealth."

"But you'll also lose half your life to the Black Fiend."

A hint of panic flashed in Qin Yuanshan's eyes.

He quickly suppressed it again.

"absurd."

Chen Bufan looked at the black cane in his hand.

"You brought people here tonight to force your way out, not because you have victory in your grasp."

"It's because you got anxious too."

"The Seven Killings Formation has dragged on for far too long."

"If Qin Ruoxue doesn't die tonight, the backlash on you will worsen."

"So you have to force her to relinquish power."

"or……"

Chen Bufan paused for a moment.

The voice turned colder.

"Force her to go up to the nineteenth floor."

Qin Ruoxue felt a sudden chill in her heart.

She suddenly understood.

Why did Qin Yuanshan bring people here at this time?

Why did the lights on the 19th floor suddenly turn on?

Why did they have to hold an emergency meeting as soon as they arrived?

The conference room is on the nineteenth floor.

As long as she is forced to go up.

The seventh evil spirit still has a chance to succeed.

The last vestiges of warmth in Qin Ruoxue's eyes visibly subsided.

"Second Uncle."

"You really want me dead?"

Qin Yuanshan remained silent for a moment.

Suddenly he laughed.

The gentleness on his face remained unchanged.

But more than that, it creates an extremely oppressive and gloomy atmosphere.

Two bizarrely distorted states were on the same face.

"Ruoxue".

"After your father passed away, the Qin family should never have been ruled by a woman like you."

"The Qin family is the Qin family."

"It doesn't belong to you, Qin Ruoxue, alone."

Qin Ruoxue felt a dull ache in her chest.

"So you want my life?"

Qin Yuanshan did not answer.

But his silence was more scathing than a reply.

Zhou Guoliang and the others' expressions changed drastically.

They probably only knew that Qin Yuanshan wanted to force Qin Ruoxue to hand over power, but they didn't expect that it involved a life.

Liu Chenghai subconsciously took a half step back.

"Chairman Qin, we had no idea about this..."

Qin Yuanshan gave him a cold look.

"Trying to distance yourself now?"

Liu Chenghai's face turned pale.

Chen Bufan looked at them.

"How much you know is not important."

"The important thing is that this plan is almost complete."

Qin Ruoxue immediately asked:

"How do we break this?"

Chen Bufan didn't look at her, but pointed at Qin Yuanshan.

Ask him.

"Where is the core of the formation?"

Qin Yuanshan smiled.

"Master Chen, aren't you good at divination?"

"Do the math yourself."

Chen Bufan nodded.

"OK."

He raised his hand and pointed to Qin Yuanshan's right rib.

"Then you can continue to rot."

Qin Yuanshan's expression suddenly changed.

The next second, he suddenly clutched his right rib and bent over.

The excruciating pain came without warning.

It felt like something was burrowing under the skin.

Cold sweat instantly broke out on his forehead.

The black cane almost slipped from his grasp.

"Chairman Qin!"

His bodyguards quickly helped him up.

Qin Yuanshan gritted his teeth, his face deathly pale.

Chen Bufan looked at him.

"Borrowed money will eventually have to be repaid with one's life."

Qin Yuanshan raised his head, his eyes filled with resentment.

Chen Bufan was like a dull knife, slowly cutting open Qin Yuanshan's neck.

You still have a chance to speak.

"Where is the core of the formation?"

Qin Yuanshan was panting heavily and did not answer.

Just then, a loud bang came from the direction of the nineteenth floor.

boom!

It felt like something had crashed hard onto the ground from a great height.

Everyone in the lobby looked up at the same time.

The lights on the nineteenth floor went out instantly.

Immediately afterwards, the administrative director called in a panic.

Qin Ruoxue answered the call.

On the other end of the phone, Zhou Yue was practically screaming.

"President Qin!"

"In the conference room..."

"There's a coffin in the conference room!"