Chapter 66: It Must Be a Farce She Staged Herself!

Meanwhile, in distant China.

Government officials blocked all news regarding Sozali at the first opportunity, yet they could not block the live stream on the dark web.

News of a Chinese girl being kidnapped and used as a hostage by the Sozali rebel army spread like wildfire, quickly reaching the Shi Group, which controlled the big data.

Shi Heng had not told Shi Zhenyuan about his trip to Africa; for these past days, company affairs had been handled by Sun Mishu.

When he saw the footage of the second young lady of the Shi family being kidnapped and tortured, Sun Mishu's face turned white with fright!

Although President Shi had instructed that his trip to Africa must not be told to Chairman Shi, the Chairman was, after all, the Chairman of the Group's Board of Directors. With such a major incident, he, a mere secretary, could not bear the responsibility! He had to report it to the Board of Directors.

Besides, the Chairman was also the second young lady's biological father!

Sun Mishu slammed on the accelerator the whole way, driving the car at nearly 120 kilometers per hour, and arrived at the Shi Residence twenty minutes later.

In the main hall, only Zhang Ma was cleaning. Sun Mishu walked over in two or three steps, his face full of anxiety: "Where is the Chairman?"

"The Chairman is upstairs in the study practicing calligraphy."

Sun Mishu hurried to the study door. Although it was an emergency, he knew the Chairman hated impolite people, so he braced himself and knocked on the door.

Bang, bang, bang—

"Come in."

Sun Mishu pushed open the expensive gold-thread wood door, and a simple yet luxurious study came into view.

Against the wall was a row of tall, spectacular ebony bookshelves filled with ancient books. Beside them was a Luohan bed, and on the cabinet next to the bed were bronze wares, jade ruyi, and other antiques. In the center was a wide rosewood tea table, with thin wisps of smoke curling from an incense burner on it.

Shi Zhenyuan was standing in front of the table, bent over, holding a brush and writing.

Liu Wanxin, wearing a cheongsam, stood beside Shi Zhenyuan, holding a white handkerchief, looking down at the calligraphy Shi Zhenyuan was writing with a fawning expression.

"Sir, your calligraphy has improved again..."

Sun Mishu pursed his lips secretly, walked forward, and said respectfully:

"Chairman, Madam, I have come today to report an important matter."

"Oh, is it Sun? Why did you come here? Where is Heng?"

Liu Wanxin said hypocritically while using her handkerchief to wipe non-existent sweat from Shi Zhenyuan's head.

Shi Zhenyuan only raised his eyes to look at Sun Mishu, not moving an inch.

"President Shi... currently has some urgent matters and is not in the country. I will explain to you later. Chairman, please take a look at this video first..."

Liu Wanxin picked up the teacup on the table and took a sip, saying:

"How many times have I told you, don't be anxious when you encounter things; the sky isn't falling... Really, whatever it is, wait until the master finishes writing this piece. Don't you know he hates being interrupted halfway?"

"But, Chairman, this matter is truly a matter of life and death! I beg you, can you please watch this video first!"

Sun Mishu's voice was tinged with a hint of crying; he was nearly ready to kneel before Shi Zhenyuan.

"Heh, you young people are truly ignorant..." Liu Wanxin said with a face full of disdain.

Shi Zhenyuan raised his eyes, not stopping his movements, and said expressionlessly:

"What video? Play it."

Sun Mishu had no choice but to come to Shi Zhenyuan's side, take out his phone, and play the video recorded on the dark web.

Shi Zhenyuan, while writing, raised his eyes and glanced at the image on the phone.

The next second, the brush in his hand stopped abruptly, the neat handwriting was instantly disrupted, and black ink quickly bled across the rice paper like a shadow.

"Where did this video come from?!"

Sun Mishu immediately replied:

"Chairman, this has been spreading on the dark web since this morning! According to our investigation, the video originated from the Sozali Republic. This is the Sozali rebel leader Kabango, and the young girl kidnapped is... is..."

Before Sun Mishu could finish his sentence, he was interrupted by Liu Wanxin's sharp voice.

"Heh, fake! It must be fake! Someone must be trying to threaten my Shi family by forging such a boring video."

"Madam, according to our analysis of the footage, this video is definitely real! And it is currently being live-streamed. If you don't believe me, I can pull up the live stream for you right now!" Sun said, scrambling to open the dark web to find the stream.

"Heh, even if it is real, it must be a farce staged by that little hussy Shi Yi herself!" Liu Wanxin said coldly. "Don't show it to me! I know her; what wouldn't she do to gain attention!"

Sun Mishu was so anxious he was about to cry.

"Madam, this video is truly real, please trust our technical judgment!"

"Is there any news from the embassy?"

Just then, Shi Zhenyuan's deep voice sounded.

"There is no news from the embassy yet. We have already asked, but with such an incident, the embassy must be blocking the news! Once such a thing leaks, it will cause social unrest!"

"Then we cannot rule out the possibility that this is a farce staged by Shi Yi herself..."

Shi Zhenyuan said coldly.

Sun Mishu felt a bone-chilling coldness. He knew the second young lady of the Shi family had never been liked by her family and had grown up in an orphanage. But human life was at stake; even a stranger, seeing a perfectly fine young girl being tortured and abused like that, hanging by a thread, would be anxious and heartbroken.

He had not expected the Chairman and Madam to be so indifferent to their own biological daughter.

"Chairman, Madam, if you don't believe it, you can call President Shi!" Sun Mishu said with a stern face. "President Shi is currently in Sozali, Africa; he must know about this!"

"Why call him? Heng is busy with a thousand things, with such a large group of people behind him waiting for him to support them. Why bother him with such a small matter!" Liu Wanxin refused flatly.

Shi Zhenyuan's face was gloomy, and he did not speak.

Just then, a "bang, bang" knocking sound suddenly came from outside the door.

"Dad, Mom, what are you doing?"

The next moment, the door was rudely pushed open from the outside, and Shi Xi walked in holding a puppy, her face full of dissatisfaction: "Mom, didn't I say Qiuqiu is allergic to Jo Malone's Bluebell perfume? Why hasn't the perfume in the room been changed yet?"

A humble smile immediately piled up on Liu Wanxin's face:

"Oh, this is my fault, I'll tell Zhang Ma to change it right away!"

Shi Xi frowned, keenly sensing that the atmosphere was a bit wrong.

"Secretary Sun, why are you here? Where is my brother?"

Sun Mishu lowered his head, pursed his lips, and did not answer, only politely calling out: "Third Young Lady."

"What on earth happened?" Shi Xi's brow furrowed even deeper.

Liu Wanxin said with a smiling face:

"Oh, what could happen? Secretary Sun just came to report work to the Chairman. Isn't your brother away on a business trip these past two days?"

Seeing her mother and Secretary Sun fobbing her off like this, Shi Xi turned angrily toward Shi Zhenyuan:

"Dad, say something? Did something happen to Brother Haobei?! Didn't you say he should be back in these few days? Why hasn't he returned yet?"

Shi Zhenyuan was also in a state of confusion, not knowing what was going on with that video.

However, facing his most beloved third daughter, a patient look still hung on his tense face:

"Xi'er, I will keep an eye on Young Master Qin's matter, you don't need to worry."

"I still have things to discuss with Secretary Sun, you and your mother go out first." ===== CHAPTER 67 =====