Chapter 903: Chapter 359: An Unlucky Day
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Visitor room.
Tang Suiming sat in a wheelchair, with his assistant pushing it from behind.
"Mr. Tang, how did you end up like this?"
The client saw Tang Suiming and couldn’t help but widen their eyes.
Tang Suiming smiled bitterly.
He had to brush it off: "I’ve just had some bad luck lately. Let’s start discussing our cooperation."
These unlucky events...
He didn’t want to bring them up.
Then.
The two parties went into a detailed discussion about the cooperation matters.
Of course.
When it came to the distribution of benefits, Tang Suiming held tight.
Most of the benefits were in his hands.
The client tried several times to argue their case.
But under his threat...
They could only choose to concede.
"Pleasure working with you."
Three hours later.
Tang Suiming smiled as he saw the client off, revealing a satisfied expression.
Today, this was...
The only good thing he encountered.
After such a long string of bad luck, finally something went his way.
But...
He hadn’t been happy for long when his wife called him.
"Hello? Old Tang, let’s get a divorce."
A deafening bolt of lightning exploded in his mind.
Tang Suiming swallowed hard.
He hadn’t even had time to speak.
Before he heard his wife on the line say, "I don’t want to deceive myself anymore. There’s no love left between us, we’re just partners living together, nothing more."
Upon hearing this, Tang Suiming’s face grew increasingly ashen with anger.
He directly exposed, "You’re divorcing me for that young stud, right? You think I don’t know? I’ve long seen something off between you two!"
His wife’s odd behavior...
He had noticed long ago.
But busy earning money for the family, he always pretended not to know.
Who would have thought...
Today his wife, for who knows what reason, decided to confront him.
"Since you already know, I have nothing more to say, meet me at the civil affairs bureau at one in the afternoon!"
But her voice was extremely cold, she left him a simple notice before hanging up.
Tang Suiming stared blankly at his phone.
Then glanced at himself.
An indescribable sense of frustration struck his heart.
His wife had cuckolded him and now wanted to divorce him.
"Mr. Tang, my condolences."
Seeing this, the assistant softly consoled him.
Tang Suiming gritted his teeth.
He angrily smashed the phone to the ground.
A man in his forties, suddenly his eyes turned red.
"Mr. Tang, there’s bad news!"
Suddenly.
The vice president of his company rushed into the visitor room, reporting a situation: "The tax bureau has found out about our tax evasion and has issued an administrative notice to make us pay the owed taxes immediately..."
Tang Suiming: "..."
It was truly pouring rain on a leaking roof.
Everything was piling up at once.
Nowadays, which company doesn’t evade taxes?
How could they just happen to catch his?
"You go handle the payment personally."
He sighed deeply, instructing the vice president.
Compared to his wife running off with someone...
The tax evasion issue was no longer a big blow to him.
...
Afternoon.
Outside the civil affairs bureau.
With the assistant’s help, Tang Suiming arrived here in a series of "thrilling" experiences.
On the way...
Encountered all sorts of bizarre dangers.
Almost chased by a dog.
Almost hit by a car.
Almost got struck on the head by a flowerpot falling from high above.
Almost pursued by a pig...
All sorts of strange occurrences, he came across them.
Hence...
When he arrived at the civil affairs bureau, his wife was startled to see him.
"Ol... Old Tang, how did you end up like this?"
At this moment, Tang Suiming...
Was disheveled and covered in blood.
Fortunately, it was all just superficial wounds.
No threat to his life.
Sitting in the wheelchair, Tang Suiming stared coldly at his wife.
Not speaking.
If it weren’t for her wanting him to come to the civil affairs bureau to divorce, he’d still be at the company, avoiding all those "thrilling" incidents on the way.
Going to the civil affairs bureau took half his life.
"Let’s go, today I’ll fulfill your wish!"
Tang Suiming took a deep breath, signaling his assistant to push him into the civil affairs bureau.
However...
As soon as they entered the civil affairs bureau, they were informed about the marriage cooling-off period.
They were just given a form to fill out, to pre-register, and were instructed to return for the formal divorce procedures after the cooling-off period.
"Cooling-off period? Our relationship has already broken down, what’s the point?"
Tang Suiming’s wife seemed quite anxious, and angrily rebuked the staff.
"Sorry, it’s a mandatory regulation."
The staff maintained a business-like attitude.
Despite this.
The couple had no choice but to leave the civil affairs bureau, agreeing to return a month later for registration.
"Return again?"
Tang Suiming’s heart trembled, his face turning grim.
This trip to get divorced...
Already cost him half his life, repeating it might just take him entirely.
"We’ll talk next time."
He waved his hand, just wanting to leave this trouble-laden place as soon as possible.
"Move aside, move aside!"
At that moment.
A garbage truck was coming from afar, heading toward the intersection, and just as luck would have it, hit his wheelchair again.
"Bang!"
The garbage inside was jolted, spilling out a small portion.
Burying half of his body in it.
A stench beyond description wafted over him.
"Ugh—"
Tang Suiming could only feel his stomach churning, continuously vomiting.
His face turned extremely pale.
"Mr. Tang! Mr. Tang! Are you alright?!"
The assistant nearby quickly covered his nose, shouting in his ear.
While trying to pull him out of the garbage heap.
A few minutes later.
The garbage burying him was finally cleared away, but that stench clung like a maggot.
Refusing to dissipate.
"What... what kind of misfortune have I brought upon myself?"
Tang Suiming cried out to the heavens, his face full of frustration and indignation.
Ever since he made that call...
He felt as if the entire world was against him.
Various unfortunate events kept happening to him one after another.
The extent of his bad luck...
Rivaled the hacker team he previously hired, led by Liao Xiangming.
"No way! Liao Xiangming seemed just as unlucky before..."
Thinking of this, Tang Suiming suddenly realized.
Originally,
He had hired Liao Xiangming’s team to attack a forum.
As a result...
All eight hackers from Liao Xiangming’s team ended up in the hospital for "absurd" reasons.
The entire team was wiped out.
Initially, he wasn’t quite ready to believe the explanation on their side.
But now...
Since it was happening to him, he couldn’t help but believe.
Turns out, when someone is unlucky...
Even drinking water can truly lead to choking!
"Let’s go! Quickly take me to the hospital, I can’t just wander outside anymore!"
Tang Suiming shivered, the more he thought, the more he feared.
Hurriedly said to his assistant.
Although he didn’t know why he was so unlucky, staying outside one more second...
Was life-threatening for him.
Even if he didn’t die, he might face all sorts of great torments.
"Then... Mr. Tang, do you want to change your clothes before going?"
The assistant cautiously reminded while holding his nose.
Tang Suiming glared at him, replied irritably, "At a time like this? Change clothes? Just head straight to the hospital!"
In his view.
Only the hospital was the safest now.
Anywhere else, who knows what kind of "bad luck" awaited him.
...
Half an hour later.
The assistant finally got Tang Suiming to the nearest hospital.
Along the way.
The car was cut off by other cars three times, accidentally hit a wall twice...
Totaled up to five various degrees of collisions.
But...
Tang Suiming was in no mood to dwell on these occurrences, telling the driver to head straight to the hospital.
As for the traffic incidents...
The worst case would be being held fully responsible, and then pay some compensation.
If they stayed any longer.
The loss might be more than just money.
"Doctor, I need to hospitalize, give me the safest ward!"
After registering.
Tang Suiming made his request to the doctor.
But the doctor...
Looked at him in surprise, his nose twitching occasionally.
Seeming to catch a whiff of the foul odor emanating from him.
Couldn’t help asking, "What’s going on with that smell on you?"
Tang Suiming blushed, recounting the incident of nearly being buried alive by the garbage truck.
After hearing it.
The doctor wore a look of astonishment, like he’d seen something extraordinary.
"Doctor, listen to me, I’ve been so unlucky lately, twisted my hand playing pool, sprained my back tripping on flat ground, my wife ran off with someone, encountered countless traffic accidents on the road, even falling objects from above, I’m beginning to suspect the whole world is plotting against me..."
Seeing the disbelief on the doctor’s face, Tang Suiming quickly explained, "Doctor, you must save me, give me a safer room..."
Sitting across from him.
The interviewing doctor frowned while listening to the story.
Gently reminded him, "Sir, you might have paranoia, why don’t I refer you to another department, you can consult with the doctor at the psychology department next."
Saying this.
He then recommended another doctor, taking him to the consultation room at the psychology department beside.
Leaning over to the psychologist, quietly reporting the condition, "This patient... seems a bit paranoid, always feels very unlucky..."
The psychologist nodded, "Don’t worry, leave it to me."
Then.
Looking at Tang Suiming, softly asked, "So you said... you feel very unlucky right now?"
Tang Suiming blinked.
Somewhat confused about why his doctor had changed.
But still earnestly replied, "Recently... Doctor, can you arrange a better ward for me, I don’t dare to go outside now, the world outside is too dangerous..."
After experiencing these events.
Only in the hospital could he feel a sense of safety.
At least...If something happens, treatment and rescue can be immediate.
"Don’t worry, let’s start with a basic psychological test."
The doctor smiled slightly and then took out a test sheet.
For Tang Suiming to fill out.
Five minutes later.
Tang Suiming completed the test, quickly added, "Doctor, everything I said is true, you must believe me..."
"The initial psychological test appears normal, so perhaps it’s a mental issue?"
The doctor looked down at the test sheet, brows knitted.
Mumbling to himself, "Maybe... refer to the psychiatry department?"
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