Fast Travel Absurdity Sutra

A few days passed by like a flash, but for Zhang Muyuan, these days seemed like a long torture.

The Zhang Group is like an old sailboat tossed violently in the wind and huge waves, in danger of capsizing at any time, and he is like a helmsman struggling desperately in the stormy waves, exhausted and anxious by this turbulent predicament.

Every piece of bad news that came one after another was like a sharp blade, cutting his tense nerves again and again.

The company's financial statements were plagued by deficits, and shareholders were accusing and complaining. Partners were also casting doubts, and some even began to quietly withdraw their investments.

The company building, which was once bustling with people, has now become deserted and filled with an oppressive silence.

Zhang Muyuan paced back and forth in the office like a trapped beast, his heart filled with endless anxiety and fear.

The stock price of Zhang Group plummeted like a kite with a broken string.

Rumors in the market flooded into the company like a surging tide. Partners cast questioning eyes on the company, and some even began secretly planning to withdraw their investments to cut losses.

There was panic inside the company, and employees were constantly discussing things in private.

The shareholders were like a group of enraged wasps, constantly exerting tremendous pressure on him.

He knew very well that if he did not take effective measures quickly, the Zhang Group, the business empire he had painstakingly built over the years and regarded as his life, would collapse and disappear in an instant.

The additional capital is undoubtedly the only life-saving straw he can think of at the moment.

Only in this way can the company regain the already shaky confidence of shareholders, allowing them to gain a foothold in this stormy crisis and gain a chance to breathe.

He was filled with anxiety and rushed home without stopping.

Along the way, Xin Zhu's face kept appearing in his mind, and his heart was filled with both expectation and worry.

I hope she will readily agree to provide funds to save the company, but I am worried that she will refuse for various reasons.

However, when he thought about his company, it was because of Xin Zhu's reputation that the stock price fell.

Xin Zhu is the culprit of all this, and Zhang Muyuan's heart calmed down again.

He kept thinking about how to talk to Xinzhu and how to convince her to invest at this critical moment?

Every time he waited at a red light, he became extremely anxious. Time seemed to stretch infinitely at this moment, and every passing second felt like a knife cutting into his heart.

Finally, his car stopped in front of the villa, and he rushed towards the gate of the villa almost at running speed.

Returning to the luxurious yet somewhat lonely villa, Zhang Muyuan found the lonely Xin Zhu.

He rushed into the room in a hurry, beads of sweat the size of beans on his forehead sliding down his cheeks, his eyes full of panic and anxiety, and his hair, which had been meticulously groomed, now became messy, revealing his inner anxiety.

"Xinzhu, the Zhang Group is in danger now. You must use Xin Xin and Chu Wanfeng's inheritance to inject capital into the company. This is the only way to save the Zhang family." His voice was a little hoarse, but it was unquestionably tough. His eyes were like two sharp swords, piercing straight at Xinzhu, as if trying to penetrate her soul and force her to obey immediately.

Xin Zhu was originally sitting lazily on the sofa, but when she heard what Zhang Muyuan said, the expression on her face instantly became solemn, her brows were tightly furrowed into a deep "川" shape, and her eyes revealed a hint of hesitation and embarrassment.

She opened her lips slightly and was about to speak.

At this moment, a sudden and sharp cell phone ring sounded, which was particularly harsh in the silent room.

Xin Zhu had an ominous premonition in her heart and she picked up the phone in a panic. When she heard the serious voice of the lawyer on the other end of the phone informing her that she had received a court summons and that Wu Lingxiao, on behalf of Xin Tian, ​​had requested to participate in the inheritance, her face instantly turned as pale as paper, without a trace of blood.

Her hands began to tremble slightly uncontrollably, and her lips trembled slightly. She spoke to the lawyer on the other end of the phone, her voice clearly filled with panic and fear, and she hurriedly asked for a solution:

"This... What should I do? Lawyer, you must help me and think of a solution!"

Then, she seemed to have lost all her strength, her arms drooped limply, and the phone slipped from her fingertips, falling to the ground with a clang.

"I have no way of using the inheritance now. Xin Tian suddenly showed up out of nowhere and hired a lawyer to fight with me. The court even got involved."

Xin Zhu's eyes were empty, and she weakly explained to Zhang Muyuan that the voice came from a distant valley, and it was erratic and full of despair and helplessness.

When Zhang Muyuan heard Xin Zhu's words, he exploded like a powder keg that had been lit.

His eyebrows suddenly raised upwards, almost reaching the tips of his hair, his eyes widened so wide that it seemed as if his eye sockets were about to burst. His eyes were burning with rage as he stared at Xin Zhu.

At the same time, his body leaned forward suddenly, like a cheetah about to pounce on its prey, his right fingertips tremblingly pointing at Xin Zhu, his arm slightly bent due to excessive force, and the outstretched index finger was like a sharp sword, shaking violently in the air, as if wanting to pierce Xin Zhu's body straightly.

He angrily accused Xin Zhu. One of his hands waved in the air disorderly, sometimes clenching a fist, sometimes opening it, as if trying to find words that could express his anger and hurling them at Xin Zhu.

As he spoke, his chest heaved violently and he gasped for breath. His heaving chest was like surging waves, one after another, revealing his inner anger without reservation.

"How can you be so useless! Even this can go wrong."

His voice was high and sharp with anger, cutting through the suffocating silence in the room like a sharp knife.

His eyes were fixed on Xin Zhu, the anger in his eyes seemed to devour her completely, his hands unconsciously clenched into fists, and the veins on his arms bulged.

As time passed by mercilessly, Xinzhu's online scandal was like an unstoppable raging fire, burning more and more fiercely, and all kinds of negative news emerged one after another like mushrooms after rain.

Every news headline was like a sharp thorn, piercing the public's eyes fiercely. The netizens' abuse and attacks were like a surging tide, sweeping towards her wave after wave.

Those sharp and aggressive words spread wantonly in every corner of the Internet, completely submerging Xinzhu in the vast ocean of public opinion.

The Zhang Group's stock seemed to be swept up by this powerful storm of negative public opinion. Like a train that had lost its brake control, it plummeted all the way down, falling again and again.

The company's market value has shrunk significantly in a short period of time, and the once glorious business empire is now crumbling.

Seeing their interests disappearing as quickly as bubbles, the shareholders were extremely anxious and put tremendous pressure on Zhang Muyuan, demanding that he must immediately resolve this difficult problem. Their calls and emails flew to Zhang Muyuan like snowflakes, and every word was full of dissatisfaction and anxiety.

Zhang Muyuan looked at the company's dire situation, and the fear in his heart was like a growing vine, gradually entangling and strangling his feelings for Xin Zhu until it was completely covered up.

He knew very well that if he continued to be so closely tied to Xin Zhu, the Zhang Group would be like a huge ship riddled with holes and locked with heavy iron chains. It would be completely destroyed in the turbulent business world and would never be able to recover.

So, he gritted his teeth, used up all his strength, and hardened his heart. The love and attachment he once had for Xin Zhu had now vanished into thin air, leaving only the cold weighing of interests.

He decided to sacrifice the car to save the driver, even if it meant giving up his marriage with Xin Zhu for many years, and fighting for the survival of Zhang Group.

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The night fell like a heavy black cloth, hanging heavily over the city, shrouding the entire world in a depressing atmosphere.

There was no warmth in the brightly lit Zhang family villa.

Zhang Muyuan dragged his body, which felt heavy and exhausted as if it were filled with lead, and slowly pushed open the familiar yet now extremely cold door of his home.

During this period, the impact of Xin Zhu on the company became increasingly severe, putting the entire company in a precarious situation.

In the living room, the lights were dim and yellow.

Xin Zhu was like a statue that had lost its soul, slumped on the sofa in despair.

Her hair was scattered messily on her shoulders, her makeup was a little messy, her eyes were staring blankly ahead, and she was immersed in deep despair.

Zhang Muyuan walked into the living room with heavy steps, his eyes as cold as ice knives, piercing Xin Zhu directly. His lips trembled slightly, and from between his teeth he squeezed out those words that were like a bombshell:

"Xinzhu, let's get a divorce. I can't let you drag me and the entire Zhang Group down. Now that you're in disrepute and your inheritance is untouchable, we have no other options."

His voice echoed in the silent living room.

Xin Zhu seemed to be struck by a sudden lightning. Her body shook violently and her eyes widened, filled with shock and disbelief.

Her lips opened slightly, and her throat seemed to be choked by something, and she uttered a sound after a while:

"Zhang Muyuan, what are you talking about? Are you abandoning me at this moment? Are you ignoring the love we've had as husband and wife for so many years?"

Her voice was initially trembling with questioning.

But gradually, he was filled with anger, and finally roared angrily like a mad lioness.

Her hands were clenched into fists, her knuckles turning white from excessive force, and her body was shaking slightly involuntarily. The despair and resentment in her eyes were like burning flames, as if to burn everything in front of her to ashes.

"Favor? Look at what you've done! You've made yourself notorious and even implicated the company. I can't let the hard work of several generations of the Zhang family be destroyed just because of you."

Zhang Muyuan responded mercilessly, his brows tightly furrowed into a deep "川" shape.

Veins popped out on his forehead, his eyes widened as he glared at Xin Zhu.

Each word was accompanied by his angry breathing, like a cannonball, violently bombarding Xinzhu's inner defenses.

Xin Zhu felt dizzy, her legs went limp, and she collapsed to the ground.

Tears burst out of her eyes like a flood, flowing freely down her haggard cheeks.

Her shoulders shook and she sobbed in despair.

At this moment, her heart seemed to be filled with mixed emotions, such as regret, unwillingness, and despair.

She regretted what she had done and was unwilling to be cruelly teased by fate, but in the face of this cruel reality, she felt extremely powerless.

Now, she is like a fly trapped in a spider web. No matter how she struggles, she cannot break free from the web of fate that binds her.

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In the mysterious and deep valley of Liangxiao Mountain, there are steep cliffs all around, as if surrounded by giants.

On the steep mountain walls, there are jagged rocks, some of which are like the heads of ferocious beasts, and some of which are like eagles spreading their wings ready to fly. They have different shapes, but all of them are cold and majestic.

The vines growing between the mountain walls are winding and twisting, like the vicissitudes of life engraved by time. They cling tightly to the rocks, swaying gently in the breeze, as if telling ancient stories.

At the bottom of the valley, there are lush grass and colorful flowers. The colorful flowers are dotted among them, like twinkling stars falling into the mortal world. Each flower is delicate and gorgeous, exuding charming fragrance, attracting countless colorful butterflies to dance and bees to buzz, adding a bit of agility and vitality to this quiet valley.

A crystal clear stream gurgles along, and the water hits the round stones, splashing white water and making crisp and pleasant sounds, as if it is a beautiful music played by nature.

Lantian successfully drew the energy into his body in this dreamlike valley that was full of mysterious power.

In an instant, a powerful and warm airflow slowly flowed through her meridians like a nimble dragon. Wherever it went, it was like a spring breeze blowing across the frozen earth. The blockages in the meridians were broken through one by one, and the originally narrow meridians gradually widened, becoming tough and elastic.

Her body trembled slightly, responding and adapting to this new strength.

There was a faint light flickering beneath her skin, and the light was soft and bright, like the dawn light penetrating the clouds at dawn, gradually spreading to her whole body, making her look as if she was shrouded in a holy halo.

Her breathing became long and deep. Every time she inhaled, it seemed as if a trace of spiritual energy was taken into her body, filling her dantian; every time she exhaled, all the impurities and turbid air in her body were expelled, making her body and mind more pure and transparent.

Her perception was also greatly expanded at this moment. She could clearly feel every leaf falling in the valley, every insect crawling, and even perceive the subtle flow and changes of spiritual energy in the air.

She slowly opened her eyes, and there was an unprecedented determination and wisdom in them.

She knew full well that after drawing the Qi into her body, this body would no longer be the naive girl it once was. Successfully drawing the Qi into her body had endowed it with entirely new abilities.

Lantian looked up at Xintian's shadow floating in the distance.

At this time, as Lantian progressed in drawing the Qi into his body, miraculous changes also quietly spread throughout Xintian's soul body.

The originally vague and ethereal outline of Xin Tian's soul seemed to be carefully outlined by an invisible but vibrant hand. The edges gradually became clear and distinct, no longer having the vague and fragile feeling of the past that could dissipate in the wind at any time.

Strands of pure spiritual light floated over from Lantian, lingering around Xintian's soul and combing through the mottled aura within it.

Xin Tian's soul seemed to be immersed in a spiritual spring, its light turned from dim to bright, and its soul energy became more condensed from loose, becoming more pure and solid, just like a rough jade that has been refined into a useful object, emitting a deep luster, adding variables and hope to his future destiny.

Strands of pure spiritual light, which seemed to appear and disappear, like fine silver threads, slowly floated out from the place where Lantian drew in the energy, and wrapped around Xintian's soul.

These spiritual lights seemed to carry some mysterious and powerful power of repair and refining. Wherever they passed, the originally mottled and mixed aura inside Xin Tian's soul began to be slowly sorted out, just like messy silk threads being patiently arranged into orderly brocade.

A surprised smile appeared on Xin Tian's face...