Soon after.
The sound of an ambulance echoed outside the entrance of the Bangfa Association.
Simultaneously.
Someone leaked the news, and on international forums that evening, reports of the president's fainting spread, causing another wave of reactions and memes, such as memes of the president on oxygen, or animated GIFs of the president being enraged to the point of ascension.
In response to this.
In the presidential suite of a hotel near Shouer University.
Peals of laughter erupted.
It was Zhang Chao. Upon seeing the comments about the president on the international forums, he was the first to get the news, and the first to join in the mockery. Now, hearing that the president had supposedly fainted from anger, he was laughing so hard he was slapping the table.
"Hahaha, Wu Nian, come quickly and look at this picture, it's killing me! Damn, who is this genius who made this? Looks like there are some jokers overseas too, this is too funny."
Zhang Chao beckoned repeatedly towards Wu Nian, who was in the guest room performing his daily chanting, calling out to him.
As soon as he spoke.
Whether it was because he also wanted to see the forums, or because Zhang Chao's repeated calls had made Wu Nian lose focus on his chanting, Wu Nian couldn't help but speed up the final strikes of the wooden fish, his chanting becoming faster and faster, almost like a rap. After finishing, he clasped his hands together.
"Amitabha, may Buddha bless us."
With that, Wu Nian abruptly stood up, clasped his hands, and walked out of the guest room. "Amitabha, Zhang Chao, didn't I tell you, when I'm chanting, don't disturb me. What picture is it that makes you laugh like this?"
"You'll know when you see it. Look at this meme of the president on oxygen, damn, isn't it hilarious?"
Zhang Chao laughed heartily, showing his phone to Wu Nian, and praised, "Damn, I knew Zhang Wei wasn't just looking for ghosts. Hahaha, although I don't know how he did it, this idea is brilliant. I bet the president is dreaming of a bunch of presidents surrounding him right now."
As he spoke, Zhang Chao stroked his chin and mused, "It seems that if I have a grudge with someone in the future, I'll have to find Zhang Wei to help me brainstorm revenge. Hahaha, let's see who dares to hold a grudge against us."
Wu Nian didn't respond to Zhang Chao. He was engrossed in his phone, scrolling through the international forums, reading the posts and comments. A smile slowly appeared on his poker face, then, as if realizing he shouldn't be smiling, he slowly suppressed it.
At this moment, Zhang Chao seemed to have thought of something and slapped his forehead. "Oh, I was so busy laughing here, I should quickly find Zhang Wei. Hahaha, I bet Zhang Wei is laughing too. Wu Nian, how many ghosts do you think Zhang Wei turned into the president?"
"Amitabha, based on my understanding of Zhang Wei, it's definitely over a hundred, and more. It should be around 250."
"Hahaha, that's good, Wu Nian. Your thoughts are the same as mine. It seems your mind isn't just filled with chanting."
With that, Zhang Chao took his phone back from Wu Nian and sent Zhang Wei a WeChat message.
[Zhang Chao]: Young man, are you asleep? Sleep your mom and wake up to party.jpg
[Zhang Wei]: Not asleep.
[Zhang Chao]: Haha, I knew you weren't asleep. Are you watching the international forums? Haha, you even made the president faint.
[Zhang Wei]: Hehehe, of course I'm watching. How is it, isn't my revenge cool?
[Zhang Chao]: Cool! You are my god.jpg
[Zhang Chao]: By the way, Zhang Wei, I was looking at the forums and roughly counted. It seems you've created more ghosts than we helped you find. Speak up! How many presidents did you actually create?
[Zhang Wei]: Not many, not many, only 250, heh heh heh.jpg
[Zhang Chao]: Haha, I knew it. When the Bangfa Association finds all the 'presidents', the president will probably faint again.
[Zhang Wei]: No rush, he'll faint several more times.
[Zhang Chao]: ?????
[Zhang Chao]: Damn, Zhang Wei, hearing you say that, what else do you plan to do?
[Zhang Wei]: You guess.
[Zhang Chao]: Guess your sister! If I could guess, I wouldn't be called Zhang Chao, I'd be Zhang Wei.
[Zhang Wei]: Actually, I haven't figured out how to continue. I'm thinking about something else right now. I plan to take my time with the president's matter. Zhang Chao, do you have any good ideas? Give me some.
[Zhang Chao]: Huh? What's more important than dealing with the president of a national ghost-exorcising organization?
[Zhang Wei]: In a few days, it's Xiao Xue's birthday.
[Zhang Chao]: This damn unexpected PDA, middle finger.jpg
[Zhang Wei]: QQ emoji grinning.jpg
[Zhang Wei]: What do you think would be a good gift? This is the first birthday gift I'm giving Xiao Xue.
[Zhang Chao]: My answer is "drink more hot water."
[Zhang Wei]: Screw you, I knew I couldn't count on you, a straight man. Fine, go chat with your wolf silver, I'm going to think about a gift.
[Zhang Chao]: You're right, I'll go find my Stephanie now, share the president joke with her, and maybe have a video call. Mwahahaha, jealous, huh, young man.jpg
[Zhang Wei]: Share if you must, but remember not to say it was me.
[Zhang Chao]: Don't worry, I won't say anything, not even to Stephanie. These things definitely can't be revealed.
Afterward, they chatted for a few more sentences.
Zhang Wei ended the conversation and then mused, "What gift should I prepare for Xiao Xue? At this hour, Xiao Xue should be asleep. But Xiao Mantou probably isn't asleep. I'll ask her."
No sooner said than done.
Zhang Wei opened WeChat and sent a message to Qiu Xiaolin.
[Zhang Wei]: Calling Qiu Consort, are you there? Your Majesty has an urgent matter to discuss with you. Reply upon receipt, over.
The next second.
As Zhang Wei expected, Qiu Xiaolin was indeed awake and sent a message.
[Qiu Xiaolin]: What business does Your Majesty have with this concubine? Oh, sorry, you're in a foreign country, so you can't do that. What do you need from this concubine? If there's nothing else, this concubine wants to continue playing Honor of Kings with Ya Ya and the others. I need one more game to return to King rank one star.
[Zhang Wei]: I knew you were playing Honor of Kings. Xiao Mantou, I do have something to ask you. It's nothing, you play first, and reply to me after you're done. Do you know Xiao Xue's birthday?
[Qiu Xiaolin]: I know. It's Xiao Xue's birthday in two days. I've already prepared her birthday gift. Oh my, no way, no way, Your Majesty, you haven't prepared a gift for Consort Xue yet, have you? Zhen Huan covers her mouth and giggles.jpg
[Zhang Wei]: What are you talking about? Yes, I haven't thought of a gift yet. QQ emoji covering face and crying with laughter.jpg
[Zhang Wei]: You know me, it's the first time I'm preparing a gift, so I'm always hesitant. The first time I celebrated your birthday, I only thought of what to give you on your birthday.
[Qiu Xiaolin]: Indeed. And then you thought for days, and finally gave me my first blood. Anya puffs her cheeks and hugs her arms.jpg
[Zhang Wei]: Cough, that was your request. You said it yourself, you wanted me to give you a particularly unforgettable gift. Isn't this unforgettable enough? You still remember it now. Or is it because the content that night was too intense that you remember it? I have the same feeling. Every time I recall it, Your Majesty is greatly pleased.
[Qiu Xiaolin]: Heh, the dragon you're referring to when you say "greatly pleased" is probably your big dragon, right? Conan pushes up his glasses and smiles.jpg
[Zhang Wei]: You're speaking the truth.
[Qiu Xiaolin]: But you're asking me about Xiao Xue's birthday. Aren't you afraid I'll be unhappy?
[Zhang Wei]: Not afraid, I understand you, hehe.
[Qiu Xiaolin]: You're just glib-tongued.
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