Bai Suxiang fell silent. If ordinary employees were allowed upstairs, why would she bother asking the two of them?
Ying Bafang had a rule: no one, regardless of work or personal time, was permitted to go to the top floor.
As for when this rule was implemented, Liu Sandao himself couldn't recall.
"I can't get up there, that's why I'm asking you!"
"We can't get up there either!"
Fu Ruhai interjected.
"You're lying. Last time I saw you two... Never mind. Just now, I saw Fang Huairan arrive. I wanted to greet her, but she was drinking mineral water.
That was the direct elevator to the top floor. The doors closed quickly. I specifically noted the floor: 118.
I want to know how she managed to go up."
Bai Suxiang said, looking at Fu Ruhai.
Fu Ruhai shrugged, adopting a posture of helplessness.
However, the moment Liu Sandao heard this, his spirit left his body, leaving his physical form at his desk.
Fu Ruhai, seeing that look, knew Liu Sandao's spirit had departed. He had to stay at his desk to prevent interruptions.
Wherever there was water, Liu Sandao could go.
Following Bai Suxiang's words, Liu Sandao immediately thought of Fang Huairan's mineral water.
Unfortunately, this time he could only reach the inside of the mineral water bottle.
Because Fang Huairan hadn't finished the water, she tightened the cap and put the bottle in her pocket.
Fortunately, Fang Huairan's bag zipper wasn't fully closed, allowing sounds from the outside to be heard.
Fang Huairan, as usual, chose the mirror on the right.
After passing through a small illusion, she entered the office.
At that moment, Na Qianlai was holding a cigar in one hand and a wine glass in the other, with his feet resting on the desk in front of him.
"Crack!" A figure burst into his office.
Na Qianlai was startled but remained relatively calm.
The cigar in his mouth and the glass in his hand didn't fall.
"How did you get in?"
He asked sternly.
"You are? Na Laoban!"
Fang Huairan was surprised. Wasn't she supposed to see Fu Ruhai or Liu Sandao upon entering?
This was the magic of the mirror: whoever entered would recall everything that happened in this room, while whoever left would forget everything except memories related to money.
Only Fu Ruhai knew the intricacies and mysteries of this magical artifact, a secret he hadn't even shared with Liu Sandao.
"How were you able to get in?"
Na Qianlai asked, puzzled.
If not for Fang Huairan's arrival, he wouldn't have known this office held such a secret. Su Dan Fiction Network.
It must be that Liu Sandao and Fu Ruhai tricked the young lady, giving her a special mark, otherwise, how could she have entered so easily?
After all, he had used a special magical barrier in front of the door.
"Na Laoban, why are you here? Where are Fu Ruhai and Liu Sandao?"
Fang Huairan ignored Na Qianlai's question and retorted.
"They've been dismissed. You still haven't answered me, how did you get in?"
Na Qianlai put down his wine glass, took a puff of his cigar, and said.
Fang Huairan stopped talking. She had come today intending to get a few more Fu Fruits, and the money was to repay Shenfeng Credit. Now that Na Laoban was here, things had become complicated.
"I have no business here! Goodbye!"
Fang Huairan hesitated, then decided it was best to leave.
"Wait!"
Na Qianlai stopped her.
Want to leave? It wasn't that easy. If the reason the barrier was broken wasn't found today, then anyone could come and go as they pleased in the future.
Seeing Na Qianlai stop her, Fang Huairan was too scared to move.
Having interacted with him before, the inexplicable coldness emanating from Na Qianlai made her tremble the moment she saw him.
"Wasn't I asking you a question? As long as you answer truthfully, I promise I won't make things difficult for you."
Na Qianlai said calmly.
"This... this..."
Fang Huairan stammered, which seemed to anger Na Qianlai.
"What 'this' and 'that', speak quickly, how did you get in!" Na Qianlai said impatiently, then suddenly changed his tone and added:
"Didn't you sell me Fu Fruits last time? Did I break my promise?"
His words were gentle, devoid of any chill.
However, Liu Sandao, overhearing this, became enraged.
When did Fang Huairan get Fu Fruits? She actually sold them?
But Fang Huairan couldn't be bothered with that. One Na Qianlai was enough for her to handle.
"No, no, I haven't."
Fang Huairan replied weakly.
"If you haven't, then say so. After you finish, perhaps I'll let you go, otherwise..."
Before he could finish his threat, Fang Huairan interrupted him.
"I'll tell you, I'll tell you!"
Fang Huairan spilled everything like a bamboo tube pouring out beans, all in a rush.
She recounted everything from how she entered to how she got here, solely for the purpose of leaving.
She no longer wanted to take any Fu Fruits.
Instead, after she mentioned taking Fu Fruits here, Na Qianlai searched meticulously.
In reality, when Fu Ruhai gave the Fu Fruit to Fang Huairan that day, he took it from behind the office. She didn't know what hidden mechanism was behind the office.
Upon hearing this, Na Qianlai immediately went behind the office. Except for an empty room, there was nothing inside.
Although Na Qianlai was puzzled, he didn't say anything to her face.
Perhaps he would find it if he had the chance in the future.
However, he didn't give up and still asked Fang Huairan to repeat the entire process word for word.
Liu Sandao heard all the conversations. Of course, he knew where Fu Ruhai's Fu Fruits came from.
Although he and Fu Ruhai couldn't control Ying Bafang at the moment, they still had a chance to control Fu Fruits. This was all thanks to the "Manual of Fortune" they possessed.
At that time, when considering the system, although there was a fleeting thought of destroying or fully integrating the Manual of Fortune into the system, he had forgotten due to being busy.
Unexpectedly, this prevented a greater mistake.
It seemed that this "Manual of Fortune" also carried its own destiny.
After Fang Huairan finished speaking, she weakly asked, "Can I take my Fu Fruit? Or you can just give me money!"
Na Qianlai didn't have time to talk to a dead person.
"Get out!"
With a wave of his hand, Fang Huairan was already on the elevator heading to the ground floor of Yaotian Building.
Although she was a bit dazed upon exiting, she quickly regained her senses.
It wasn't because she didn't get the Fu Fruit and saved her life.
It was because Na Qianlai knew her time was up.
Even on his roster, her name had already appeared.
...
Liu Sandao had never appeared on the 118th floor. But the moment his spirit returned to his desk, he immediately threw the book on his desk onto Fu Ruhai.
"What's going on with Fang Huairan?"