Chapter 221 - The Wrong Scenario (2/2)
“Qiuming, we can talk about this later; there are other visitors with us.” Guo Miao brushed Han Qiuming’s needling words off.
“Yes, when we return, I’ll need to have a chat with our sponsor. I feel like you’ve become too old to be the proprietor of this business anymore.”
In his anger, Song An roared at Han Qiuming, “Han Qiuming! Boss has been nothing but kind to you. Don’t cross the line!”
“I’ve crossed the line? Every single decision I’ve made is for the benefit of the Haunted House. Tian Teng Medical School has been redesigned four times already, and I’m the one responsible for three of them.” Han Qiuming chuckled. “You all know how good they were.”
“Incorporating a real case into the Haunted House and using a dead victim’s name as a prop to send us to court, that’s the good effect you’re talking about?”
“Sorry, but I’m only interested in the result. Based on the data, after including the dead Xu Zhenzhen, the ticket sales increased by five times.” Han Qiuming shrugged. After all, he had the right to be proud. “It was me who saved your career. Plus, please remember that I’m the designer that your sponsor begged to come help you, and you’re just a worker hired by the Haunted House.”
“Using actual cases as material and using a dead person’s name to attract attention. When you were designing it, did you consider the feelings of the victim’s families?”
“Now you’re turning on me? Why didn’t any of you say anything in the beginning?”
“Stop arguing!” Guo Miao pulled Han Qiuming and Song An away from each other, “We can resolve this when we return. Boss Chen cleared our Haunted House alone, and if we fail to clear his with so many of us, that will be a real source of shame.”
Han Qiuming and Song An both harbored a stomach full of fire, and it helped to overwhelm the fear in their hearts.
“Who has the time to argue with person like this‽” Song An strode forward alone.
“Ol’ Song, don’t walk away on yourself!” Afraid that something bad might happen to Song An, Guo Miao chased after the man, moving a distance away from the rest of the group.
“There are indeed all sorts of people in the world.” Han Qiuming walked easily at the back. When he first entered the Third Sick Hall, he had been shocked by what he saw, but now, he felt much better.
He turned back to look. “The three of you stick close to me. We have ten minutes left, but don’t worry, I’ll clear this scenario. Honestly, this Haunted House might be something within the country, but compared to those foreign Haunted Houses, it’s nothing.”
“Mr. Han, I understand what you’re trying to say, but there’s something that I want to confirm with you.” Xiao Du was at the back of the group. His face was blanched. He had not paid attention to the argument between Han Qiuming and Song An because his attention had been occupied elsewhere.
“What is it?”
“Didn’t you say the mannequins wouldn’t get within five meters of us?”
Xiao Du pointed behind them, and those incredibly real mannequins had all entered the Third Sick Hall!
The leading mannequin was the female student with a nametag. Her head was lowered, and she stood only three to four meters away from Xiao Du.