Chapter 32 A Distraught Show Producer and the Start of a Hospital Power Struggle!

Chapter 32 A Distraught Show Producer and the Start of a Hospital Power Struggle!

Man, Big Brother is merciless, isnt he? Haha, this is insane!

One million, two million, three million, four million Oh my God, the budget is going up in flames!

666, whoever was trash-talking Big Brother must be shell-shocked right now, huh?

Getting married? Our Big Brother is putting on a stunt show for you. Sounds fair, right?nove(l)bi(n.)com

In Wang Yuns livestream, the atmosphere was electric. Audience members were ecstatically counting the escalating budget and poking fun at the wedding convoy.

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Simultaneously, in a room adjacent to the command center room, a staff member watched the livestream viewer count continue to rise.

Whoa, Producer, our budget is on fire, but so is our viewer count. Haha, this is awesome.

He clenched his fists in exhilaration and cheered toward the executive producer. However, when he looked at the producer, he noticed the arm holding the cigarette was trembling.

Ten million.

Eleven million.

Twelve million

He mumbled to himself, his cigarette slowly dropping onto his lap without him even noticing. Soon, smoke started rising from his pants, catching fire.

Producer, youre on fire, literally on fire! The staff member quickly pointed at the producers smoking pants and yelled.

Yes, its burning. My heart is bleeding. The cost is spiraling out of control, the producer said. His expression was vacant, his face a mask of despair. Gone was the calm and composed demeanor from just moments before.

When the budget had only burned through two million, the executive producer hadnt blinked an eye. But now they were looking at an expense of at least over ten million. This was no small sum, and the entire production team was feeling the financial strain.

Strangely enough, the producer still seemed utterly composed, even with his pants literally on fire. A paragon of calm under pressure, indeed.

The room was tense, everyone else remained silent, their eyes fixed on the screens.

Those watching the live broadcast began to chime in on the situation.

I have to say, that Wang Yun guy is incredibly skilled.

Not just skilled, hes practically a force of nature. Ive tuned into his livestream, hes currently inside the hospital.

The odds of capturing Wang Yun now are dwindling, maybe 50% if were lucky, and even that seems optimistic.

Seconds turned into minutes, and time continued to slip away.

Two minutes later, Chen Minghao, Saomao, and their team swiftly arrived at the hospital, their faces etched with seriousness.

Ill head to the hospitals surveillance room to track down Wang Yun. The squad leaders should first lockdown and scout the hospitals perimeter to prevent him from escaping. Everyone else, sweep through the building, floor by floor, instructed one of the officers.

Chen Minghao and Saomao nodded in agreement. Organized and resolute, the twelve-member team sprang into action.

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By now, they must have arrived. Theyll definitely lock down the hospital and look at the surveillance. The amount of cameras in this hospital is neither sparse nor excessive, Wang Yun mused to himself.

Simultaneously, he reached the hospitals second floor, carefully observing the placement of surveillance cameras. Once he had a general idea of their locations, he deliberately began evading them.

The hospital was bustling with patients and family members. Wang Yuns keen eyes swept across the crowd, picking up various bits of information. When he spotted a staff room, he took a quick look inside. Moments later, he re-emerged, transformed. He was now clad in a white lab coat, a mask covering his face, and a medical cap on his head.

Wang Yun looked around before heading toward the upper floors. As his gaze scanned the area, he found no suitable place to hide, prompting a slight frown. He made for the stairs to go back down.

Seal of the stairs and elevators. We have to capture him, a voice rang out just then.

The words caused Wang Yuns face to shift ever so slightly. He spun on his heels and headed back upstairs.

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