Free Web NovelChapter 949: Chapter 922: Qimu Farm
Mr. Shi is a righteous man, he has helped many people throughout his life. Although many chose to stand by and watch or kick him when he’s down during this crisis, there are still a few close friends willing to lend him a hand. They believe that given time, Mr. Shi will inevitably correct previous mistakes and get the company back on track as quickly as possible.
For Shi Yu and Qian, this crisis felt more like a bridge for their emotions, bringing them closer together and fostering growth.
In hindsight, Qian’s actions this time were indeed quite correct.
When Narcissus made a mistake in her power struggle later, the resurgent Shi Family unhesitatingly offered her assistance, helping Narcissus successfully stabilize her power, but that’s a story for later.
At this moment, Qian resolved a worry, feeling much more at ease, but in her drawer, there was a new white phone.
It was left by the despicable Huaoli. Qian always looked at that thing, like a fishbone stuck in the throat, reminding her that there were still many unknowns waiting for her to explore, urging her to work hard to study new fields.
No matter how Qian searched for information, she couldn’t find what she wanted, so she was somewhat irritable.
There were no relevant materials from the teacher, and she couldn’t verify anything by ordering the original books at the bookstore. Her own research was chaotic, and all her anxiety was caught by Aka.
Aka no longer monitored Qian’s every move, but according to the boss’s request, he stayed to protect Qian, having to report to the boss weekly on whether Qian was okay. After Qian resolved the hypnosis incident, she naturally reported Qian’s troubles as well.
"Boss, Qian has been particularly irritable these days. I even saw her forehead breaking out with pimples. Yesterday, I saw her buying some Niuhuang Jiedu tablets from the drugstore, saying her gums were swollen from being too heated."
"Go buy her some heat-clearing and detoxifying food items to send over, count it as a work expense for reimbursement—by the way, you guys can also go to the nightclubs to have some fun. If there are any handsome young men, introduce them to her. It must be that her man is busy with work, neglecting my poor little baby. Look at what the child is going through..."
Aka’s face went blank.
Is the boss encouraging Qian to...?!
"That’s not the issue, okay! Do you think Qian is like you, always having a new girlfriend? She has a good relationship with Yu Minglang."
"If it’s not that, then why is she so angry? She hasn’t taken on any tough cases recently. Has she been behaving unusually?"
"Seems like nothing unusual... Oh, right, she’s been running to all the major bookstores in the city these days, seems to be looking for books related to hypnosis."
"Hypnosis? Why is she interested in that—" Mr. Qio, with his sharp mind, quickly pieced something together and suddenly clapped his head.
"Oh no, I heard that guy has been active in Qian’s city recently, could it be that..."
Did Qian encounter the big cat early and get shaken up?
"Could it be what?" Aka hasn’t reacted yet.
"Alright, just send her some Smilax soup and heat-clearing tea, I’ll handle the rest."
After hanging up the phone, Aka still didn’t understand, what exactly is the boss going to handle, and what on earth happened to Qian?
"Do those two have telepathy or something?" Aka muttered to himself.
...
The data that Qian found couldn’t deduce how the cat turned Shi Tou into that, but based on her own experience and Shi Yu’s successful resolution experience this time, she reverse-engineered some things she hadn’t grasped before.
For example, how to determine if one has been hypnotized in such a manner; if similar situations arise in the future, Qian is confident she can detect it earlier than this time.
That’s quite impressive, considering it’s a field she’s never ventured into before.
Yet Qian is not satisfied.
As Yu Minglang would say, Qian is someone with an extremely strong sense of territory.
If anyone dares to step into her domain, or touch anyone that Qian claimed as hers, Qian would not rest until the intruder is beaten to the ground, finding their teeth.
She now has some ideas on how to retaliate against the mastermind behind the scenes, but she remains at a loss against that despicable Huaoli.
This also gives Qian a vague sense of unease.
In places she cannot see, some people have mastered psychological manipulation techniques that are completely opposite to what she currently knows. Although Huaoli only showed a small hand, Qian already feels that this is just the tip of the iceberg.
If they possess more unknown techniques, if they are used again in the future, can she still protect everyone around her?
While Qian was worrying, someone knocked on the door.
She shuffled in her slippers to open the door; it was the security guard.
"Madam, someone sent this to you." The security guard smiled naively; this is the most beautiful lady in the community. Although he thought she was a bit aloof at first sight, she turned out to be quite nice after interacting, sometimes even bringing water and ice cream to them when passing by.
"Who sent it?" Qian took it; it was a box indicating it contained books inside.
"It was someone from the post office."
Qian remembered she had ordered some foreign original professional books from a bookstore before, so it seemed like they had arrived by mail.
"Come in and have a glass of water."
"No, thank you!"
The security guard was quite shy, quickly leaving after delivering the package. Qian didn’t have time to grab a bottle of water for him.
Qian opened the box, and sure enough, it contained the original books she had ordered. As she took them out one by one, she suddenly found a semi-old sheepskin notebook at the bottom.
What’s this? A freebie? How could the bookstore use something so shabby as a freebie, or did the boss’s hand slip and they accidentally threw in an old ledger from home?
Qian picked it up casually. The sheepskin notebook appeared to have some years; its cover was a light gray sheepskin with something like a compass printed on it. The whole book was stitched together, looking quite textured, and the pages were all on kraft paper, exuding the scent of time.
At first glance, nothing seemed strange, but on picking it up, anomalies were apparent. As an experienced boss who has seen it all, Qian could naturally discern the value of an item. This thing was not ordinary, not the kind of item a bookstore owner could use.
With such confusion, Qian flipped it open casually, the inside was filled with fluent handwritten English. Qian only read a few lines and her hairs stood on end.
This, this, isn’t this exactly what she wanted?!
The opening Chapter was about implant-based hypnosis. It turned out the method Huaoli used was called implant-based hypnosis, with its origin introduced in half a page, not classified under modern psychology but an autonomously created technique of a school, and this school was called—
Qi mu nong chang?
Isn’t this Pinyin, not English? Translated... Qi Mu Farm?
Qian rubbed her eyes, looking again and again, she felt as if she had walked onto the wrong set.
Is this kind of tacky name really a label for a mysterious psychiatric school?
Lyrics of rice fields seemed to echo in her ears, with visions of golden wheat fields...
