Jia Zhengqing had submitted the materials regarding the thorough investigation of Jia Shuqing from the Huaihua Street early in the morning, but had not received a reply for a long time. He had visited the district investigation bureau several times, only to hear that Director Wu was away on a business trip for further study and would not be back for some time.
As fate would have it, despite Jia Zhengqing's doubts, as someone within the system, he was accustomed to such matters.
However, things seemed to be developing in his favor.
Because someone, by accident, had posted a video online about campus bullying.
The incident occurred in Sandong City, and in the netizens' comments, some said that behind these children was a certain queen bee.
This matter had snowballed rapidly, completely beyond anyone's expectations.
Early in the morning, a document arrived from the provincial authorities, emphasizing the need for a strict investigation into the matter.
Jia Zhengqing reviewed the events in the video and found several segments questioning and speculating about this legendary queen bee.
They all pointed to Jia Shuqing, which was something he had never anticipated.
Although, as an official, he could not make conclusions based solely on online content, given the intense public opinion, thoroughly investigating the entire matter was his responsibility.
With this in mind, he could not help but knock on the vice-mayor's office door.
This was the vice-mayor in charge of the investigation bureau. Such a direct report, bypassing protocol, was improper. However, given the circumstances, Jia Zhengqing could not afford to be too concerned and had to handle it exceptionally.
Unexpectedly, the vice-mayor seemed to be waiting for him.
Since everything was destined, all matters would proceed logically.
Jia Zhengqing's trip was not in vain, as he received a particularly encouraging piece of news:
The matter would be thoroughly investigated!
With this directive, and with documents expected within the next two days, Jia Zhengqing felt as if he had been granted imperial authority. He immediately mobilized people to gather materials and even called Wu Daoning to explain the situation.
Meanwhile, Wang Guihua also mentioned the matter to Bai Suxiang.
Liu Sandao only learned about these developments when Bai Suxiang informed him.
Adhering to the principle of not interfering too much in worldly affairs, Liu Sandao felt that his primary duty was to study "Ruoshui Fu" and "Fu De Shou Ce" to deepen his cultivation.
After all, "Naqianlai" was no longer what it used to be and was still scheming to seize the lucky fruits. If he could obtain a large number of lucky fruits, the continuation of the lucky fruit system itself would be in question.
Fu Ruhai had also been busy patrolling these days. Since these were all minor matters, he did not pay much attention to Liu Sandao.
Liu Sandao was quite curious about what dream Fu Ruhai had planted in Jia Zhengqing's mind that made him so dedicated and fearless in pursuing this matter.
Fu Ruhai had not mentioned anything, telling him to observe the situation quietly.
...
Ever since the higher authorities had decided to thoroughly investigate the school's affairs, Jia Shuqing had received the news. It seemed that this time, she was doomed.
"Worship the gods, worship the gods! If you want to get rich, worship the gods..."
Jia Shuqing was agitated and hung up the phone without even looking at it.
However, the mention of worshipping gods made her glance at the God of Wealth, and she immediately lit a few incense sticks.
"God of Wealth, please protect me this time! As long as I can get through this ordeal, I will give you as much money as you ask for, as long as I have it! Please, please!"
The God of Wealth did not answer immediately.
Jia Shuqing could not help but complain, "Didn't this Mr. Wu say he could handle it? He took five hundred thousand and still couldn't resolve it. I don't know what he's good for, these damn beasts!"
Naqianlai still remained silent, but after dealing with Jia Shuqing's affairs, he had an even bolder idea.
"At midnight tomorrow, place ten gold bars here, and you will be able to safely pass this tribulation!"
"Yes, yes, yes! Disciple will obey!"
Jia Shuqing hastily agreed and kowtowed repeatedly.
Naqianlai intended to lead them step by step into the abyss, and step by step closer to him.
On the other side, Wu Guozheng was burning incense and kowtowing to a statue in front of him.
Anyone who believed in fate would certainly believe in the existence of spirits, and those in power and with influence believed even more so.
Wu Guozheng was no exception. Although Master Wang was already semi-divine, he was still a mortal compared to a true deity.
He could not rely on just one path; he needed to worship both in heaven and on earth. Therefore, he specifically asked Wang Banxian to help him choose this statue, which was said to dispel misfortune. Sudan Novel Network.
In recent days, to avoid Jia Zhengqing, he had found an excuse to go out and "study."
However, some bad news still reached him: the investigation this time was very intense, and he needed to act cautiously.
It was clear that some things should either not be done at all, or they should be acted upon quickly!
After much deliberation, he felt it was necessary to return to Sandong City in advance.
What he did not expect was that Naqianlai had already possessed the statue in front of him.
"Shed wealth to avert disaster, shed wealth to avert disaster!"
A voice appeared in his ear.
Wu Guozheng initially thought he was hallucinating, as encountering deities in this world was difficult, let alone hearing them speak.
He looked around. The room was indeed empty except for himself.
"It must be an illusion, it must be an illusion!"
He muttered to himself as he inserted the incense stick in his hand into the censer.
"Shed wealth to avert disaster, shed wealth to avert disaster!"
This time, the voice was real and very close. Wu Guozheng couldn't help but stare at the statue.
Naqianlai knew it was time for his manifestation and deliberately used a minor spell to freeze the smile on the statue's face. Wu Guozheng, with his keen eyes, quickly noticed this.
"Old deity, you have truly shown your divine power, truly shown your divine power!"
Wu Guozheng quickly bowed down and prostrated himself on the ground, kowtowing.
"Seeing your devotion, I deem you fated. This deity has come to help you turn misfortune into blessings," Naqianlai said in a low voice.
"Good, good, thank you, old deity, thank you, old deity! However, what should this disciple do to escape this calamity? I beg you for guidance!"
Wu Guozheng said, expressing his gratitude and asking for instructions.
"That depends on your destiny and the sincerity of your heart!"
Wu Guozheng trembled slightly. "What is sincerity?"
Having spent years navigating the complex world of officialdom, his initial sincerity for the people had long been cast aside. The only sincerity he possessed was in how to get promoted and rich, and how to indulge in a life of luxury.
Yes, yes, and one more thing, he was also sincere towards the God of Wealth.
"Disciple is sincere and earnest. I implore the immortal to enlighten me, and disciple will do my utmost!" Wu Guozheng, cunning as he was, was no exception even before the gods.
Naqianlai, of course, understood. He had plenty of ways to deal with such people and saw no need to beat around the bush.
"Fill the censer with golden liquid and cover the altar with golden leaves."