After Ji Nanshu and Chu Mo returned home, he opened Weibo and read the comments related to the latest negative news about him.
[Oh my god, I never imagined Ji Nanshu was this kind of person! He's disgusting! And I used to like him so much! I'm unfollowing him!]
[ Ji Nanshu, do you not have a mother?! All you've learned in your life is how to get something for nothing and take shortcuts?!]
[She's good-looking, but her insides are rotten! Tsk, you really can't judge a book by its cover.]
[ Ji Nanshu, go to hell! Go to hell! Go to hell! Go to hell!!]
[A motherless wretch!]
[Get out of the entertainment industry now! It's because of people like you that the industry is so chaotic!]
[How disgusting! There's even an old man there!! yue--]
Ji Nanshu spent an hour reading through all the comments criticizing him, thoroughly enjoying them and even wanting to give them a thumbs up as he read.
Wow, what a rich vocabulary!! I've learned so much!
Putting everything else aside, it's absolutely true that he doesn't have a mother right now!
Then Ji Nanshu posted a Weibo post along with a talisman he had just drawn.
[I've read all the news and comments; you all have quite a rich vocabulary. So today, I'll share some basic knowledge with you all. Do you know what "creating negative karma through speech" means? In Buddhism, it's also known as lying, harsh speech, divisive speech, and frivolous speech. Good luck to you all! [Image of a talisman]]
Less than a minute after it was posted, the Weibo post was flooded with nothing but negative comments, and all the comments supporting Ji Nanshu were buried at the bottom.
As the comments gradually decreased, Ji Nanshu smiled and commented on the Weibo post, then pinned it to the top.
[Sorry, I forgot to mention something. To those who read this post and curse me, please be careful when you go out!]
Unsurprisingly, it was another round of cursing.
If you don't believe in superstition, then... just wait and see! ♪(′∇`*)!
Ji Nanshu got up very early today. After breakfast, he took a taxi to Bai Nanzheng's company and used Illusion Technique to push open the door to Bai Nanzheng's office without any obstacles.
"How did you get up here?!"
Bai Nanzheng was clearly very surprised; why would the receptionist let him up?
As soon as Ji Nanshu entered the office, he sat down directly opposite Bai Nanzheng, crossing his legs as if he were at home.
"Oh, you came up by elevator."
Ji Nanshu found it strange that no one had investigated him.
Bai Nanzheng pushed up his glasses, his expression unreadable, but his tone revealed a hint of displeasure. He said, "You're only learning all sorts of shady things outside!"
Ji Nanshu shrugged. "After all, my mother didn't teach me what it means to be upright and honorable..."
Just as Bai Nanzheng was about to reprimand him, Ji Nanshu suddenly realized and added, "Ah... sorry, I forgot I don't have a mother."
Bai Nanzheng lowered his eyes, suppressing the anger within, his tone even colder. "Sharp-tongued! What are you doing at the company?"
Ji Nanshu propped his head up with one hand and tapped the table repeatedly with the other, saying, "Hmm? What? You weren't the one who started all that online stuff these past few days?"
Bai Nanzheng then put down his phone, denying it with a faint smile, "You do these shameless things outside, and you're blaming your older brother? What kind of logic is that?"
Bai Nanzheng denied it, which didn't surprise Ji Nanshu at all, since he wasn't as easy to deal with as Bai Nanchen and Bai Nanyu.
"Really? That's such a pity..." Ji Nanshu with a look of regret, then suddenly changed the subject, saying, "Is this how the Bai Family treats its guests? You didn't even offer a cup of tea."
Bai Nanzheng raised an eyebrow. "Ah... I'm sorry, the Bai Family doesn't have uninvited guests."
"That's true, your Bai Family really has no manners." Ji Nanshu suddenly stood up, dusting off non-existent dust from his clothes. "Since you say you didn't do it, then I'll take my leave."
Just before leaving, he added, "Oh right, since you're here, I should give you a gift. So, I wish you all the best, Brother Bai Family..."
Bai Nanzheng sneered, "The same words apply to you."
Ah, just as my little brother said, he has indeed changed a lot. But no matter how much he changes, he can't escape his grasp.
If a child misbehaves, a good beating will fix it.
If that doesn't work, then beat them up a few more times.
After Ji Nanshu left, Bai Nanzheng, in a good mood, took out his spare phone and made a call, saying, "He's almost downstairs. We'll make our move as soon as he comes out."
As soon as Ji Nanshu stepped out of the Bai Family's company, three thugs wielding sticks rushed towards him.
One had blond hair, one had red hair, and one had green hair; standing together, they looked like a traffic light.
One of the young men with blond hair pointed a stick at Ji Nanshu's nose and asked, "You're Ji Nanshu?!"
Ji Nanshu blinked and asked, "So you must have been sent by that idiot Bai Nanzheng?"
"Do it!"
Just as the stick was about to hit Ji Nanshu, he slightly turned to the side to avoid it, grabbed the stick from the blond-haired man's hand, and kicked the blond-haired man in the knee.
The blond-haired man immediately fell face-first to the ground, landing on his stomach.
Red Hair and Green Hair were even angrier now. How dare Ji Nanshu defy them?!
Anger is anger, but skill is skill.
Ji Nanshu kicked the thug to the ground, then squatted down, patted his face, and said, "Tell your employer to be extra careful lately, or he might get into some bloodshed!"
The three thugs, one of whom was kicked, were crying and screaming in pain on the ground.
Ji Nanshu used his Spiritual Power to deliver those three kicks, enough to keep those three in pain for a month.
Ji Nanshu couldn't understand Bai Nanzheng's thought process. Why would he send someone to beat him up in broad daylight? Did he know the original owner wouldn't dare cause trouble?
It's a pity he wasn't the original owner of this body, so he wasn't so submissive.
Bai Nanzheng worked overtime until very late that night. For some reason, things had been going wrong ever since the bidding for this project started. Just when it was almost finished, some external factors caused a problem, which led him to work overtime every day recently.
After leaving the office, Bai Nanzheng went to the underground parking garage. As usual, he smoked first before setting off.
Just as he finished his cigarette and threw it out the car window, a child's voice cried out in pain, "Ouch! That hurts! Why did you throw your cigarette butt at me?"
Bai Nanzheng frowned. Why are there still people in the underground parking garage so late?
He stuck his head out of the car window to see who was speaking, but found there was no one around!
I thought it was just hallucinations from working too hard, so I didn't pay much attention and started the car to leave, but the car wouldn't start no matter what I did.
"Speak up! Why did you throw a cigarette butt at me?!"
It was that voice again.
Bai Nanzheng shouted sternly, "Who?! Who's speaking?! Come out!"
The voice suddenly rose in pitch. "Why won't you answer me?!"
Answer me!
Answer me!
Each cry was more shrill than the last, and closer than the last, as if they were right next to Bai Nanzheng's ear.
"Who's playing tricks on me?!" Bai Nanzheng has never believed in ghosts or gods, so he still thinks someone is deliberately playing a prank on him.
A gust of wind blew by, and the voice slowly sounded in Bai Nanzheng's ear, "I'm out... Why don't you turn around and look at me?"
A chilling aura blew past Bai Nanzheng's ear, sending a shiver down his spine and nearly causing him to kneel.
He turned around, his face deathly pale.