Chapter 181 One Step Closer to Hell
Chapter 181 One Step Closer to Hell
After Manager Fang woke up from that horrifying dream, he was gasping for breath and his heart was beating wildly.
His eyes were filled with deep fear and panic, his body was still shaking slightly uncontrollably, and his forehead was covered with cold beads of sweat.
"It was just a dream..." He murmured in a trembling voice, trying to soothe his frightened heart.
However, the horrific scenes and accusations in the dream lingered in his mind like a ghost, causing him to fall into a brief period of extreme panic and fear.
At this moment, the ringing of the phone suddenly pierced the silence like a sharp ghost scream.
Manager Fang was frightened by the sudden voice and picked up the phone in a panic. The news from the other end of the phone was like a bolt from the blue, instantly shattering the last trace of panic and fear in his heart.
"Manager Fang, your son has run into big trouble in the casino! He was caught cheating on the spot, and all the tens of millions he won before were squandered by him. The casino staff has detained him and told him that he must either pay back the money or lose a leg! Come and have a look!" The voice on the other end of the phone was filled with anxiety and fear.
Manager Fang only felt a buzzing sound in his head, as if he was hit by a bomb, and he was completely stunned.
His son had been doing nothing all along, doing bad things outside all day, and although he had disciplined him many times, it was ineffective. He did not expect that this time he would cause such a huge disaster.
Manager Fang rushed to the casino like crazy.
When he got there, he saw his son surrounded by a group of burly and ferocious men.
My son’s face was as pale as paper, his eyes were full of despair and fear, and his body kept shaking like a lamb to be slaughtered.
The moment he saw his father, the son struggled desperately, crying, "Dad, you must save me, I'm so scared, I don't want to die, please save me quickly, or they will kill me!" The son's voice was filled with endless fear and trembling, and every word was like a knife piercing Manager Fang's heart.
Manager Fang's heart was instantly pierced with pain. He rushed forward recklessly and shouted, "Don't hurt my son!" The casino staff sneered and showed a ferocious expression, "You can not hurt him, but pay back the money! Not a penny less!"
Manager Fang stood in the casino, the hustle and bustle and chaos around him seemed to have nothing to do with him, and his eyes were filled with his son's desperate eyes. His heart was full of contradictions and struggles. On the one hand, he was angry and helpless about his son's behavior, and on the other hand, he was instinctive as a father and determined to save his son.
"Why did I raise such a useless thing!" Manager Fang cursed in his heart, but looking at his son's pitiful appearance, he couldn't help but feel distressed. "This matter is too serious, what should I do?" He thought of various ways in his mind, but every idea seemed to be blocked by an invisible wall, and he couldn't find a way out.
When Fang heard the casino staff say that he had to either pay back the money or leave a leg, he felt a chill run down his spine. "They really will do this. These people are capable of anything."
He knew in his heart that in the dark world of the casino, there was no human connection, only money and profit.
His son's life is hanging by a thread at the moment, and he must find a way to raise money as soon as possible.
Manager Fang said helplessly that he would find a way to raise the money.
He returned home in despair and took out all the savings at home, but the money was just a drop in the bucket for the huge debt. Like an ant on a hot pot, he humbly borrowed money from relatives and friends, promising to pay it back as soon as possible.
But even so, after scraping together the money, there was still more than one million short of the required amount.
In this desperate situation, Manager Fang's mind, which had already been corroded by greed, was completely distorted.
His son's miserable appearance and desperate cries kept echoing in his mind, "Save my son, I must save my son!" This thought was like a blazing fire, burning away the last bit of rationality in his heart.
He sat in a dim study, the light flickering as if a demon were dancing.
There was a mad and resolute light in his eyes, and he began to think about how to tamper with the medicinal materials.
"Humph, since no one noticed my previous tampering with the fertilizer, I have no choice but to take another risk for my son. As long as I can save my son, morality and laws can go to hell!"
He comforted himself in this way, as if he had found a seemingly reasonable excuse for his greed and evil, but in fact, he had already completely fallen into the abyss of greed and could not extricate himself.
Manager Fang first contacted those bad suppliers with whom he had worked in fertilizer transactions.
After the call was connected, his voice was low and urgent, with a hint of madness and trembling: "Hello, is this Lao Zhang? I have an urgent matter here. I need a batch of medicinal materials. The price must be as low as possible, but the quality... can't be too bad. You know what I mean. I urgently need this money to save my son's life. You must help me with this!"
When the other party heard this, he immediately understood what he meant. Although he was secretly delighted that he was about to make a fortune, he still pretended to be embarrassed and said, "Manager Fang, this is not an easy task, but considering our past friendship, I will try my best to find a way. But the price..."
Manager Fang gritted his teeth, as if he had made a great decision: "Money is not a problem, as long as you can get it done for me as soon as possible, I will not treat you unfairly!"
After hanging up the phone, Manager Fang began to carry out his evil plan within the company.
He gathered several subordinates who usually obeyed his orders, and closed the door in the office, where they conspired mysteriously and nervously.
He instructed: the project manager to modify the purchase contract, blur the price and quality standards, and not reveal any flaws; the warehouse manager should not check the medicinal materials too carefully and keep it confidential; the financial manager should make the accounts more covert...
He arranged the tasks in an orderly manner, considering every aspect extremely carefully, completely disregarding the devastating blow that doing so would bring to the company.
In order to ensure that everything went smoothly, Manager Fang personally forged some false inspection reports and documents, and was morbidly confident in his evil plan.
A few days later, a batch of inferior medicinal materials were secretly transported to the company's warehouse.
Manager Fang personally went to the scene to supervise the unloading. Although he felt a little uneasy when he looked at the medicinal herbs, his desire for money instantly overcame all his fears when he thought of his son suffering in the casino.
As he watched all the herbs being stored in the warehouse, he had no idea that he was walking step by step towards the abyss of destruction and getting one step closer to hell.
He seemed to have seen the two million difference fall into his pocket, and seemed to have seen his son returning safely from the casino.
However, he did not realize that his greed and evil had become like an invisible demon, tightly entangling him, tightening more and more.
What he did not only violated morality and the law, but also planted a time bomb that was enough to destroy everything for himself and the company's future. It could blow him to pieces at any time and put him in an irretrievable situation. Even the Jiang Group, Jiang Chengjun and Jiang Xue were implicated and suffered a fatal blow.
The city night is still suffocatingly dark, and Manager Fang's fate is gradually lost in this darkness. His future is full of unknown horrors and dangers, and all of this is his own fault and he cannot blame anyone else.
But at this moment, he is still immersed in his own short-lived greedy fantasy, unable to extricate himself, walking step by step towards the dark abyss. What awaits him will be the severe judgment of fate and endless disasters.
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