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Mo Ming looked at Meng Zong's surprised expression and slowly uttered two words: "Lord."
"Lord? I've never heard of such a figure in the Dark Order. Could it be that this Lord is the highest leader of the Dark Order?" Meng Zong squinted slightly, feeling both astonished and curious.
"Perhaps the Lord is indeed the highest leader of the Dark Order, but I'm not too sure. However, judging by Evil Eye's attitude towards him, this Lord's status is definitely not lower than his."
Mo Ming didn't dare to be too absolute; after all, no one was clear about the hierarchy within the Dark Order. He had been opposing them for two or three years now, and aside from scattered bits of information, he didn't understand much else.
"Regardless of whether he is or not, as you said, that Lord should be a core figure within the Dark Order. Sigh, this organization is truly elusive; it's hard to find," Meng Zong sighed heavily, shaking his head with a bitter smile.
"Haha, Master, don't sigh. I actually think it's not that hard to find. Given our current development trend, the Dark Order must be wary of potential threats and would love to eliminate me. Don't worry; I believe they will soon start to surface."
Seeing Meng Zong sighing, Mo Ming couldn't help but laugh heartily. After all, Meng Zong was a legendary figure in the Stock Market; no matter how difficult the situation was, he had never sighed before. Today was indeed a rare occasion.
"You have a point; those guys have been making more noise lately, revealing more clues. I just worry about your safety. Be careful and take more people with you when you go out," Meng Zong nodded slightly, looking at Mo Ming with affectionate eyes.
"Master, you don't need to worry about me. I'm a Shura! Why would I need to bring anyone when I go out? It's too troublesome. I still have to protect three women; that's even more troublesome!" Mo Ming said with a wry smile.
Meng Zong's eyes widened as he exclaimed, "Oh really? You have three women and didn't even tell me about one! You're quite something! Leaving that Lin Yuan'er from Korea behind and coming here to build your harem!"
The surrounding employees were busy working, but upon hearing Meng Zong's loud voice and some gossip news, they immediately stopped and turned their attention toward them. Meng Zong's thick skin allowed him to remain unfazed by their stares, while Mo Ming felt a bit embarrassed and forced a laugh.
"Master, please don't be angry. I was planning to introduce them to you tonight! This is the company; let's not discuss this topic!" Mo Ming said with a twitching smile.
"I find it quite strange that the usually shameless Mo Ming would feel embarrassed," Meng Zong said, staring directly at Mo Ming with a slight smirk.
"Master, do you really have to exaggerate?" Mo Ming replied in frustration.
"No," Meng Zong shook his head and then smiled, "I'm not flattering you; I'm teasing you. If you don't introduce them to me tonight, I'll take all your assets and buy an uninhabited island to live my life!"
"Absolutely, absolutely!" Mo Ming said with a wry smile, nodding repeatedly.
At that moment, Han Xue, the secretary assistant, walked over with a cup of coffee. She placed the coffee down and smiled at Meng Zong, saying, "Sir, please have a cup of coffee."
"Sure, yes, not bad, not bad..." Meng Zong nodded slightly, his gaze scanning Han Xue from top to bottom. Before Han Xue could leave, he began to speak in a confusing manner, making Han Xue think he was complimenting the coffee. She turned back and smiled again, saying, "If the coffee is good, then please enjoy it, sir."
"Haha, I meant the person is nice, of course. The person is nice, and the coffee is also good. Miss, it seems you are Mo Ming's..." Meng Zong's words were cut short as Han Xue's already slightly flushed face turned bright red. Her heart raced nervously as if it would jump out of her chest.
Mo Ming quickly interrupted Meng Zong before he could finish his sentence. "Uh, Han Xue, don't you have a lot of work to do? Hurry up and get busy so you don't have to take it back later."
"Ah... yes, right. Sir, please sit for now; I need to get back to work. If you need more coffee, just call for me..." Han Xue snapped out of her thoughts and hurried away.
"You little rascal, why did you interrupt? That girl looked quite charming; isn't she one of your harem members?" Meng Zong was annoyed at Mo Ming for cutting him off. After all, a bride should meet her in-laws; besides, the bride wasn't unattractive—what was there to be shy about?
Meng Zong had misunderstood; he thought Han Xue was one of Mo Ming's three women. It was no surprise since Han Xue was indeed beautiful—what man wouldn't be moved?
"Ahem... Master, could you lower your voice? She's not my woman. Don't worry; I'll introduce her to you during dinner," Mo Ming cleared his throat a few times with an awkward smile. The long-established authority he had in the company seemed to crumble under Meng Zong's scrutiny.
"Pfft... Hehe..." As soon as Mo Ming finished speaking, laughter erupted from nearby. Not only did Mo Ming find it strange, but even Meng Zong frowned.
Mo Ming lowered his voice slightly and said, "Girl, stop messing around and get back to your work!"
"Hmph! Can't I just laugh a little?" Qiu Lan made a funny face at Mo Ming. Seeing Meng Zong's expression made him worry about further misunderstandings, so he quickly introduced her: "Master, this is Qiu Lan; she's also an employee here!"
"What are you in such a hurry for? I didn't say otherwise!" Meng Zong replied unhappily before turning to Qiu Lan and asking, "Little girl, what are you laughing about?"
"Oh, it's nothing really! I just couldn't help but laugh at Mo Ming's expression. I'm sorry if I offended you, sir," Qiu Lan quickly waved her hands and chuckled awkwardly.
"Why would I be angry?" Meng Zong smiled warmly at Qiu Lan. His smile was like sunshine—warm and friendly from an elder to a younger person—making everyone feel reassured and comforted.
"Because it's considered a bit impolite to laugh while someone is speaking, I was worried that you might get angry, sir..." Qiu Lan said somewhat aggrieved.
"Alright, girl, my master is not that petty; he won't get angry. Just stop looking so wronged, it makes it seem like someone has bullied you," Mo Ming said with a smile upon seeing Qiu Lan's expression.
"Hmph, I'm not wronged at all!" Qiu Lan retorted. Perhaps due to a woman's strong curiosity, she mustered up her courage and asked Meng Zong, "Sir, can I ask you something?"
"Sure, go ahead," Meng Zong replied with a kind smile.
Qiu Lan glanced curiously at Mo Ming before cautiously asking, "Well, since Mo Ming's stock trading skills are so impressive and you're his master, then your stock trading skills must be quite remarkable too, right?"
"Haha, you've asked the right question. Mo Ming has many masters, but I was the one who introduced him to stock trading. Little girl, why are you asking this?" Meng Zong nodded slightly and smiled.
Upon hearing this, Qiu Lan couldn't help but gasp and shrink back a bit. "Then... are you a person or a ghost?"
"What!?" Meng Zong's expression changed slightly. He felt some anger at Qiu Lan's disrespectful question.
Seeing Meng Zong's change in demeanor, Qiu Lan hurriedly shook her head and explained, "Sir, please don't misunderstand. I just heard Mo Ming say that his stock trading master is no longer around..."
At this point, Mo Ming suddenly remembered that he had indeed mentioned this to Qiu Lan before. His expression immediately changed, and even the smile on his lips turned bitter, as if he had tasted something extremely unpleasant.
"Alright! You dare to curse me in front of others!?" Meng Zong glared at Mo Ming with an undeniable authority in his gaze, looking ready to reprimand him.
"No, Master! I didn't mean to curse you; it was just that this girl kept pestering me to teach her stock trading, so I had no choice but to say that. Hehe, Master, you're magnanimous; please don't hold it against me. I guarantee you'll live a long life and have longevity like the Southern Mountain..." Mo Ming scratched his head awkwardly. At this point, flattering Meng Zong seemed to be his only option.
"Alright! Mo Ming, you big liar! You tricked me!" Before Meng Zong could even question him, Qiu Lan jumped in and pointed an accusing finger at Mo Ming.
"Grandma, do you still think things aren't chaotic enough?!" At this moment, Mo Ming felt an impulse to strangle Qiu Lan; it was too frustrating and utterly exasperating!
Qiu Lan crossed her arms and huffed angrily. "Hmph! You tricked me and still act so righteous about it; you're really a fraud—a big fraud!"
"Little girl, calm down. Since Mo Ming won't teach you, I will!" Meng Zong said, seeing Qiu Lan's stubbornness, his anger gradually faded, and a kind smile returned to his face.
Upon hearing Meng Zong's words, Mo Ming was somewhat surprised, while Qiu Lan wore an expression of incredulous delight and hurriedly walked in front of Meng Zong, saying, "Master, really?"
Qiu Lan was somewhat clever; although she had some doubts in her heart, she had already called him Master in advance, which made Meng Zong even more pleased with her cleverness. He nodded and said, "Now that you've called me Master, would I still deceive you? However, this path requires a lot of learning. If you're afraid of hardship, it's not too late to back out."
"Hehe... that's great! Master, you're so wonderful! Let me give you a back rub!" Qiu Lan exclaimed joyfully and eagerly walked behind Meng Zong to gently massage his back with her small fists.
Meng Zong enjoyed Qiu Lan's service and smiled with squinted eyes, saying, "Good, good! This girl is much more sensible than Mo Ming. That guy has never helped me with a back rub!"
"…Master, are you abandoning your old disciple for a new one? That's quite unfair!" Mo Ming shook his head in frustration and said, "Little girl, you're lucky. If you learn well from Master, you'll definitely achieve great things."
Qiu Lan stuck her tongue out at Mo Ming proudly and said, "Got it! Senior Brother, I'll be counting on you to take care of me from now on!"
"Understood, Junior Sister!" Mo Ming was somewhat shocked when he heard that Meng Zong was taking on a disciple. After all, Meng Zong was known as Midas Touch and rarely accepted disciples; he was the only one until now. Yet now Meng Zong was willing to take in Qiu Lan, whom he had only met once. This was quite unexpected.
However, despite his surprise, Mo Ming felt somewhat relieved. With the girl having a master now, she probably wouldn't pester him about introducing boyfriends for a while.
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