"Wang Chaling was certainly bold. He even allowed other companies to move into this building and work here. Didn't he know that his presence could draw paranormal incidents? Once something happened, the whole building would suffer."
Yang Jian entered the offices on this floor and looked around.
He saw quite a few ordinary people working.
Unlike his Shangtong Building in Dachang City, where employees were hired to keep the company running and almost all served Yang Jian, this place was open to outside businesses. The number of people was not strictly controlled.
"Make way, make way." Yang Jian headed toward the crowded area.
At that moment, many employees on the floor had abandoned their work and gathered around the corridor leading to the restroom, wanting to see what had happened.
They knew nothing about paranormal incidents, so they were simply watching out of curiosity.
A supervisor who had checked the situation came back with an awful expression, retreating in fear.
"Someone's dead. Call the police."
When they heard that someone had died, many people erupted in alarm.
"No way. I saw him just fine a moment ago. How did something happen? Is this even real?"
"He must've dropped dead from working too much overtime. I knew this would happen sooner or later. I told the boss not to make us work overtime every day. Look what happened now."
"I sneaked a look just now. I don't think it was sudden death. The way he died was horrifying."
Amid the chatter, the supervisor's face twitched as he shakily held his phone and made calls. He contacted the boss, then called the police.
But at that moment, a cold, rigid body shoved directly through the crowd and entered the corridor.
"Who the hell was that? Are you blind?"
The supervisor was knocked