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

All seven lamps in the main hall of the Qin family exploded.

Glass shards were scattered on the ground.

The lamp oil didn't burn; instead, it condensed into seven black streaks.

The seven marks, like snakes scalded by fire, struggled a few times before being swallowed up by the cracked floor tiles.

The biting cold in the lobby finally dissipated.

The water feature wall has been restored to normal.

The computer at the front desk turned on again.

Even the constantly flashing safety indicator light stabilized.

Qin Ruoxue stood in the center of the hall, her face pale and her back covered in cold sweat.

She looked down at the cracked floor tiles, her voice still a little strained.

"It's broken?"

Chen Bufan glanced at the black stone with its four corners cracked.

"The Seven Killings have been severed."

Qin Ruoxue breathed a sigh of relief.

But Chen Bufan's next words made her heart sink again.

"But the core of the formation is still intact."

Qin Ruoxue looked up.

"Is the key point of the formation on the nineteenth floor?"

Chen Bufan nodded.

"Your office."

Qin Ruoxue recalled Zhou Yue's words on the phone earlier—"There's an extra coffin in the conference room."

Yesterday, Chen Bufan did not allow everyone to go up; they had to wait until the Seven Killings were severed first.

"Can we go up now?"

Chen Bufan looked in the direction of the elevator.

"able."

"But don't take the elevator."

Qin Ruoxue immediately turned her head.

"Take the stairs."

This time, she didn't utter a single question.

The security guards didn't dare say anything and cleared the way with flashlights.

Qin Ruoxue followed behind Chen Bufan.

As she watched his retreating figure, a strange feeling welled up inside her.

It's not a business partnership.

It's not about hiring an advisor.

It's not about paying money to get things done.

It's more of a lingering fear of having your life pulled back from the brink of death by someone else.

If it weren't for Chen Bufan.

She will die in the elevator.

He will die at the bottom of the elevator shaft on the first floor.

It will become the last life in the Seven Killings Stealing Wealth Formation.

Then, Qin Yuanshan will take over the Qin family business with the shareholders.

Her death will be described as an accident.

The company will be accused of being out of control.

The Qin family's wealth will be gradually devoured.

Thinking of this, Qin Ruoxue couldn't help but shudder.

The meeting room door was open.

The lights inside were a stark white.

At the end of the long table, there really was a coffin.

black.

There is no pattern.

The coffin lid was half open.

In front of the coffin was a piece of white paper.

The name Qin Ruoxue was written on the white paper.

Next to it was her birth date and time.

Zhou Yue hid at the end of the corridor, his legs trembling with fear.

"President Qin, I really don't know where this thing came from."

"There's no one on the security camera."

"No one's at the gate."

"It's like...it's as if it's there itself."

Qin Ruoxue ignored him.

She looked at Chen Bufan.

"Is this the core of the formation?"

Chen Bufan walked to the coffin and looked down at it.

The bottom of the coffin was covered with a layer of black cloth.

Beneath the black cloth, red threads were faintly visible.

Chen Bufan did not reach out to touch it.

Use only a vermilion pen to pry open one corner.

Underneath the black cloth were seven black copper coins.

Each copper coin has a small tuft of hair pressed on it.

The six strands of hair had turned gray.

The last one, still very new.

Qin Ruoxue felt a chill run down her spine after just one glance.

"This is……"

"The one in front of the six evil spirits."

Chen Bufan said calmly.

"And what about the last pinch?"

Chen Bufan looked at her.

"your."

Qin Ruoxue subconsciously touched her hair.

"When...?"

Chen Bufan said:

"It wouldn't be difficult for the people in your office to get your hair."

Qin Ruoxue felt a bit of tinnitus.

This is not an enemy in the distance.

These are the people around me.

They are people who can enter her office.

That is, people she once trusted.

Chen Bufan took out the yellow paper and drew a new talisman.

This time, he didn't let Qin Ruoxue get close.

The talisman fell to the bottom of the coffin.

A flash of fire.

The seven black copper coins made a piercing sound at the same time.

It's like someone scraping planks inside a coffin.

squeak--

squeak--

The security guard turned pale with fright and almost turned and ran away.

Qin Ruoxue also took a half step back.

Chen Bufan raised his hand and pressed down a Five Emperors Coin.

"town."

The voice was not loud.

But it was like a stone that struck everyone's heart.

next second.

The black cloth inside the coffin rolled up on its own.

All seven black copper coins cracked.

Those seven tufts of hair instantly turned to ash.

The lights in the conference room suddenly turned on.

Then it returned to normal.

Outside the window, the sky was already beginning to turn gray.

Qin Ruoxue stood at the door of the conference room, looking at the black coffin, her thoughts racing.

Chen Bufan turned around.

"The situation has broken down."

Qin Ruoxue's throat moved.

"Is the Qin family alright?"

Chen Bufan said:

"The fate of the individual has been broken."

"But you'll have to handle personnel matters yourself."

Qin Ruoxue nodded.

She understood.

The feng shui arrangement being broken does not mean that the Qin family's messy affairs will automatically disappear.

Qin Yuanshan, renovation costs, Xuanqing Cultural Consulting, those shareholders, the mole, and the flow of funds.

These all need to be investigated.

And we must get to the bottom of this.

After daybreak, the Qin family underwent a complete transformation.

Qin Yuanshan was taken to the hospital in the middle of the night.

It is said that there is a large area of ​​infection and ulceration under the right rib, and the doctor arranged for emergency surgery.

But before the surgery, the police and economic crime investigators arrived.

Qin Ruoxue submitted all the financial records, renovation contracts, surveillance records, fund approval documents, and Xuanqing Culture Consulting's payment information.

Several companies under Qin Yuanshan's name were quickly found to have multiple irregular financial transactions.

Fake consultation.

Transfer of benefits.

Misappropriation of company assets.

Related party transactions.

It even brought up several old grievances from many years ago.

Within the Qin family, those who had initially wanted to take sides and observe instantly fell silent.

Zhou Guoliang sent a message overnight, saying that he was getting old and unwell, and wanted to resign from his position as a director.

Zhao Dechang was even faster; he submitted his resignation directly, saying he was willing to cooperate with the company's investigation.

Liu Chenghai was suspended from his duties pending investigation.

10:00 AM.

Qin's Group issued an announcement.

[Qin Yuanshan, Vice Chairman of the Group, has suspended all duties for personal reasons.]

The company will cooperate with relevant departments in their investigation of the matter.

Ms. Qin Ruoxue will continue to serve as the Group's Executive President, overseeing all aspects of the Group's operations and management.

After the announcement was issued, public opinion began to reverse.

The day before, rumors were circulating online that the Qin family was about to collapse.

An employee jumped to his death.

Executive involved in car accident.

The project failed.

The funding chain broke.

The female CEO lost control.

Rumors are flying everywhere.

But now, everyone's attention has turned to Qin Yuanshan.

#Qin Group Vice Chairman Under Investigation#

#Qin Ruoxue regains power#

#Qin Family Seven Killings Wealth-Stealing Formation#

#Chen Bufan uses a talisman to ward off evil#

In particular, the video of Chen Bufan breaking the deadlock in the Qin family's main hall last night was edited into countless versions and spread across the entire internet.

The seven lamps exploded.

The black stone cracked.

Xuan Qingzi vomited blood at midnight.

Qin Yuanshan suffered a backlash from the black spot on his right rib.

The impact of putting these images together is overwhelming.

Qin's stock price had already plummeted.

However, after the market opened, it opened lower but then rose.

Although it has not fully recovered, panic selling has clearly stopped.

Many investors commented:

[What's more terrifying than a company running into trouble is when a corrupt person is investigated, and that corrupt person is still in office. Actually, I feel a little more at ease now.]

Qin Ruoxue was ruthless; she cleaned up her own household overnight.

Whether Qin Shi survives depends on how she handles the situation next.

[Leaving aside any mystical explanations, at least the internal problems have been exposed.]

in the afternoon.

Qin Ruoxue personally visited Chen Bufan's residence.

It's not about sending a secretary.

It's not about sending a driver.

Instead, they did it themselves.

She was wearing a black suit, her hair was pulled up, and there was still a hint of fatigue on her face.

But he has a good spirit and energy.

After she entered the room, she was struck by how reclusive Chen Bufan had become.

She bowed deeply to Chen Bufan.

"Mr. Chen."

"Qin Ruoxue owes you a life."

Chen Bufan sat at the table, looked at her, and nodded.

"stand up."

Qin Ruoxue straightened up.

The female assistant behind him handed him a black box.

Qin Ruoxue took it and placed it on the table.

The box is opened.

Inside was a black bank card.

There are no extra signs.

There is only a gold-stamped serial number.

Qin Ruoxue said:

"This is Qin's private bank black card."

"No limit on the amount."

"Universally applicable".

"In addition to cash control, it can also mobilize resources from Qin's hotels, medical facilities, security services, and transportation."

"Mr. Chen, the Qin family will definitely cooperate with you whenever you need us in the future."

The female assistant looked at the card, her eyes filled with undisguised envy.

The Qin family can only issue a few of these cards a year.

Usually, only the top-tier partners or the Qin family's true core distinguished guests are qualified to receive it.

But Chen Bufan only glanced at it.

"Take it back."

Qin Ruoxue was taken aback.

"Mr. Chen, do you think that's not enough?"

Chen Bufan shook his head.

"too much."

Qin Ruoxue was silent for a moment.

"You saved my life, and you also saved the Qin family."

"That's not much."

Chen Bufan looked at her.

"Qin Ruoxue".

"The divination fee can be accepted."

"Cause and effect cannot be arbitrarily determined."

Qin Ruoxue's eyes flickered slightly.

Chen Bufan continued:

"I saved you because your life wasn't meant to end."

"The Qin family's scheme was broken because someone used it to commit murder."

"This is cause and effect."

"Give me the normal divination fee, and that will settle this divination request."

"You gave me the black card so that you could pin the blame for the Qin family's past on me."

Qin Ruoxue finally understood.

It's not that he thinks the money is too little.

It's not that I'm pretending to be high-minded.

He didn't want to get too deeply involved with the Qin family.

She asked softly:

"What's a normal price for a divination?"

Chen Bufan held up three fingers.

"Thirty million... ten thousand?"

"Three thousand yuan."

The female assistant almost thought she had misheard.

"Three thousand yuan?"

One life.

A group.

A deadly situation that nearly brought down the Qin family.

He only accepts three thousand?

Qin Ruoxue looked at Chen Bufan for a long time, then suddenly smiled.

This is a genuine smile of admiration.

"Mr. Chen."

"You are unlike anyone I've ever met."

Chen Bufan readily opened the payment QR code:

"Transfer money."

Qin Ruoxue nodded.

"it is good."

She immediately transferred three thousand yuan to Chen Bufan.

After the transfer was successful, Chen Bufan took a look.

"This order is settled."

Qin Ruoxue put away the black card.

"Mr. Chen doesn't accept black cards, so I won't force him."

"But I will remember the favor the Qin family owes you."

Chen Bufan did not respond.

He dislikes favors and personal connections.

Often, personal relationships are more troublesome than money.

Qin Ruoxue did not leave immediately.

She took an old photograph out of her briefcase.

The photo has yellowed.

The edges and corners are worn.

It looks like it's been preserved for many years.

"Mr. Chen."

"There's one more thing."

Chen Bufan looked up.

Qin Ruoxue pushed the photo in front of him.

"This is what I had people dig up from the Qin family's old house last night."

"The photo was probably taken more than 20 years ago."

"The person inside is my grandfather."

Chen Bufan looked down.

The photo shows an old courtyard house.

Five people were standing in the courtyard.

The elderly man in the middle was wearing a dark Zhongshan suit and had a dignified appearance.

It should be a younger version of the Qin family patriarch.

A man was standing next to him.

The man was wearing a long black robe and holding a string of beads in his hand. His face was not clearly visible because the photo was somewhat blurry.

But he wore a jade pendant on his chest.

The jade pendant is black.

There is a thin, long line engraved on it.

Like a snake.

Like an eye.

Like a chain wrapped around a person's life.

Chen Bufan's finger stopped at the edge of the photo.

Black life mark.

It's another black fate mark.

Qin Ruoxue clearly noticed his expression and spoke after a while.

"Mr. Chen."

Is there something wrong with this jade pendant?

Chen Bufan did not answer immediately.

He looked at the man in the photo wearing a black jade pendant with a life pattern.

This person is not Xuan Qingzi.

The dates don't match up either.

But the fact that he was standing next to Old Master Qin means that the connection between the Qin family and the Black Fate Mark is not a recent development.

It's even possible that it was planted more than 20 years ago.

Chen Bufan looked up at Qin Ruoxue.

"Who is this person?"

Qin Ruoxue shook her head.

"have no idea."

"I asked the old housekeeper, and he only said that my grandfather used to call this person 'sir'."

Mr.

The moment those two words were uttered, the old copper coin on Chen Bufan's table suddenly trembled.

hum.

The Record of Destiny opens without wind.

On the blank page, a line of blood-red words slowly emerged.

The debts of Black Lives Matter began with the Qin family.