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"Sister Chen, the boss has been waiting for you for a long time, but this gentleman..." A man dressed in a black suit, wearing sunglasses and holding a walkie-talkie, approached Chen Wuyou as he stood at the entrance of the building.
There were likely several companies operating within this building, and this bodyguard-like fellow did not seem to be part of the original security team; he appeared to have come specifically to meet Chen Wuyou.
He scrutinized Yang Xiaoyou from head to toe, a sense of examination evident even through his sunglasses.
Although he intentionally left half a sentence hanging, the implication was clear: it seemed that others were not particularly welcome here.
Seeing this situation, Yang Xiaoyou understood why Chen Wuyou had brought someone along; it would have been problematic for a girl to go up alone.
"I'm sorry, but I have signed a security agreement with her. If I'm not allowed to enter, then for her safety, I cannot allow her to go in either. This is my duty and also reflects our company's reputation," Yang Xiaoyou said with a businesslike smile, maintaining a steady tone.
Upon hearing Yang Xiaoyou's words, the bodyguard-like man displayed a hint of sarcasm and disdain on his face. After all, based on appearances alone, Yang Xiaoyou was hardly someone one would associate with a bodyguard. However, out of respect for the boss's instructions and not wanting to leave a bad impression, he ultimately consulted through his walkie-talkie.
After some murmuring on the other end, the bodyguard-like fellow smiled and said to Chen Wuyou, "Sister Chen, please."
Though he did not glance at Yang Xiaoyou again, he did not stop him either; it seemed that the person on the other end had given their approval.
Yang Xiaoyou's keen hearing allowed him to catch that the bodyguard had described his physique before receiving consent from the other side.
While there might have been an element of coincidence involved, it could also be attributed to other factors.
At that moment, Yang Xiaoyou couldn't help but admire this sharp-tongued sister's dedication; she was still as committed to her work as he had heard in past conversations.
For someone who made a living in the entertainment industry like Chen Wuyou, navigating through life surrounded by beautiful and capable individuals was not uncommon. However, it was also possible to manage situations using other benefits.
After all, Chen Wuyou was here not just for support; she was offering a portion of shares worth more than what was initially expected in return for dividends. If handled well, there wouldn't be too many issues to worry about.
As the bodyguard-like fellow led them to the twenty-sixth floor of the building and arrived at what resembled a conference room, he knocked on the door.
Looking around the environment, it was clear that this entire floor had been taken over by a company in the service sector. For a company that only needed a reception desk to operate, this was quite extravagant. It reflected the strength of the other party, which seemed impressive. However, it was unclear whether this scale was a result of absorbing some members from the Yongxing Society or if it had always been this large.
"Ah, Sister Chen, I've been waiting for you for a long time! After our last meeting, I’m glad to finally see you again." As the door opened, a bald, portly man with a beard who had been sitting in the boss's chair walked over with a smile. He took Chen Wuyou's hand and shook it vigorously.
However, his demeanor suggested he didn't want to let go, clearly taking advantage of the situation while completely ignoring Yang Xiaoyou standing beside them.
"Here you go." Yang Xiaoyou, who had been overlooked, pulled out a pack of tissues from her pocket and handed it to Chen Wuyou as she withdrew her hand.
The bald man paused for a moment, then frowned and looked at Yang Xiaoyou. "Who are you? Who let you in? Get out!"
His spittle nearly splattered onto Yang Xiaoyou's face.
He wasn't entirely wrong; the bodyguard had only acknowledged Chen Wuyou. While he hadn't stopped Yang Xiaoyou from entering, he hadn’t invited her either—she had followed on her own. It seemed this fellow thought he could take advantage of the situation since no one had stopped him.
"Oh, let's go. He doesn't welcome us." Seeing this behavior, Yang Xiaoyou lost interest in staying any longer and reached out to pull Chen Wuyou away.
She had initially thought that with the temptation of shares involved, this fellow wouldn't act too brazenly. However, it was clear she had overestimated his composure and capability—or perhaps he simply enjoyed such confrontations; after all, making money could be part of that thrill.
From the greedy and lustful look in his eyes, Yang Xiaoyou understood that merely offering some shares wouldn’t be enough to placate this fellow.
Since they couldn't even agree on profit distribution, there was no need to waste time here looking at someone else's face.
"But our company's agreement..." Chen Wuyou, being pulled along by Yang Xiaoyou, showed no signs of anger. She maintained her usual expressionless face and indifferent tone.
"The head should sign an agreement with us. While it may not help much officially, it will ensure your safety from any underworld threats," Yang Xiaoyou replied calmly. Hive Security had established itself well within the Chinese Empire.
Whether it was the Virus Incident initiated by Sun Jun or negotiations with local governments afterward regarding the sale of virus antibody data—there were connections involving some officials in the Chinese Empire that hinted at conflicts of interest.
While getting help from officials for pressure or other matters might be challenging due to these connections, ensuring that her Blackwater Security Company could execute its missions without facing unfair treatment was not an issue. Even if this unknown company in front of them had some ties officially, it would only pose minor inconveniences at most.
If a stable agreement could be reached, it wouldn't matter much if the other party mocked him a couple of times; it would save a lot of trouble. However, since that was not the case, so be it.
At this moment, having made a guarantee, Yang Xiaoyou would definitely follow through.
"Hehehe."
Hearing Yang Xiaoyou's assurance, Chen Wuyou, who was being dragged away, let out a strange laugh that immediately made Yang Xiaoyou feel as if he had been schemed against.
"Sister Chen! Before making any decisions, you should think twice! There’s no such thing as a pill for regret in this world!" Seeing his prey slip away, the balding, portly man gritted his teeth and said ominously.
"Oh, do as you please, Dung Beetle Baldy." Chen Wuyou replied in an indifferent tone as she began to leave on her own, as if she were merely commenting on the pleasant weather.
"Shit, shit!" The balding man paused for a moment after hearing that nickname before realizing she was referring to him. His face flushed with anger.
Since entering this line of work, he had encountered all kinds of women. Those seemingly innocent stars would appear in his bed at night with just a hint to their agencies. He had always taken pride in this lifestyle.
After meeting that fiery woman with the stunning figure last time, he couldn't stop thinking about her. However, now he found himself more interested in targets that posed a greater challenge.
But just when he thought he could easily get what he wanted through some tricks, an unexpected turn of events occurred, and he received a nickname he had never heard before in his life.
"Stop them! Do they think this place is some kind of playground where they can come and go as they please?" After completely tearing off the facade, the balding man twisted his face in anger. That strange nickname had inexplicably struck a nerve with him; he didn't even know why it made him so furious.
A few bodyguards dressed in black suits and wearing sunglasses, exuding a military aura, quickly surrounded the two.
At that moment, however, Yang Xiaoyou wore an inexplicable smile that he had never shown before. It was as if he had transformed entirely, leaving Chen Wuyou beside him feeling somewhat puzzled.
"Scum." After coldly uttering those two words, he merely glanced at the group. A terrifying aura of malice and hatred seemed to envelop everyone behind him like Destruction itself!
In an instant, they felt as if the air in the building had warped like heat waves on a scorching summer highway!
Black specks appeared in his eyes, constantly rising upward!
It felt as if the entire building was shaking!
A heavy weight seemed to press down on his chest, making it difficult to breathe. The air felt stuck in his throat, and he was suffocating with discomfort.
The Portly Middle-Aged Man, who would normally find it hard to sense such pressure, suddenly felt this unusual aura due to a strange change. His weak constitution made him more susceptible to the sensation than the bodyguards around him.
His body refused to obey him; he couldn't even collapse onto the ground. He was completely immobilized. All he could see was the Eerie profile of the person before him, along with a fleeting glimpse of Bloodthirsty Red Glow in their eyes.
It was as if the person in front of him was not human at all, but rather a Terrifying Beast that preyed on others!
In this moment, the entire world shrank down to the ever-expanding presence of that individual, while everything else faded into darkness. He remained standing, but his pants were soaked with a large patch of moisture, and a foul odor emanated from him, filling the air around.
Only after the elevator doors closed did he collapse to the ground, his eyes nearly rolling back into his head, foam escaping from his mouth.
He sought shelter, craved protection, desired attention, and begged for subscriptions and votes—Regret unspoken.
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