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If an ordinary person had said something like this, it would have been taken as a joke. However, the boy in front of them, who casually twirled his chopsticks and incapacitated two strong men, was clearly not an ordinary person.
Moreover, while others might not be aware, Zhang Ya knew very well that Chen Wuyou was the Survivor of the Tokyo Incident!
If they truly knew what could turn someone into a Zombie...
"Alright, after all, we were friends once. I won't make it too difficult for you. I'll transfer my shares in the company to you, and you don't need to pay me anything. Just consider it my failure to handle this matter properly. The rest is up to you," Chen Wuyou said calmly after a moment of silence.
His words seemed devoid of any emotion.
"Hey, Big Sister, what about Dream Butterfly? You promised me!" Yang Xiaoyou mumbled as he saw Chen Wuyou give up.
"I know. Let's go," Chen Wuyou replied without further comment and stood up to leave.
Due to Yang Xiaoyou's earlier behavior, the two strong men who had finally managed to bind their arms with clothing and stop the bleeding quickly sat on the ground, moving away from Chen Wuyou's path to avoid any misunderstandings.
"Wait for me." Quickly grabbing two pig trotters with disposable gloves from beside him, Yang Xiaoyou ran after Chen Wuyou without even glancing back at the others, leaving Eighth Master with a strange sense of humiliation but more so a feeling of helplessness.
Only as a martial artist could he truly appreciate the terror of the young man before him. Offending such a fellow over a woman was completely not worth it; now, maintaining a distance between both sides was the best choice.
Thinking this, he found it somewhat amusing that the woman beside him seemed stunned and unresponsive. After witnessing the boy's performance, he understood that there was no exaggeration in what the other party had said about being able to handle things.
Perhaps Mr. Shi would not understand the influence of a master of such caliber, but if he couldn't comprehend it, then it was better for him to disappear. Finding someone else who could understand would be quite difficult.
In the end, this girl stubbornly rejected those who could help her, and instead took a roundabout way to please Mr. Shi, showing her ignorance.
However, soon after, a faint smile flashed across Eighth Master's face. Ignorance could be a blessing. Although there was still a gap compared to leaving that person behind, he had no reason to refuse the beauty that had come to him.
As for the two who left, why bother with them? He had no intention of provoking them; instead, he would enjoy the beauty that had come to him and simply greet her.
He even needed to prepare a bit. Once that Baldy mysteriously dropped out, he could still take over some of his influence.
He couldn't help but feel envious of those days when stars would come knocking at his door just by sitting and waiting.
Yet, he failed to notice that the greasy hand that had just finished with the pig's trotters was now rubbing against him.
Along the way, Yang Xiaoyou, munching on food as she walked, attracted many gazes. She was not any less noticeable than Chen Wuyou beside her. If it weren't for the fact that they were leaving the hotel, security might have 'invited' her out.
"Why didn't you use magic to scare them off just now?" After leaving the hotel and seeing Yang Xiaoyou toss the leftover bones and gloves into the trash before wiping her mouth with a tissue and returning to an ordinary appearance, Chen Wuyou couldn't help but ask.
Normally, she would have mocked Yang Xiaoyou's eating habits first. This time, however, she held back; it seemed she had indeed been somewhat affected.
But upon hearing the word "magic," Yang Xiaoyou's face twitched slightly as if recalling something unpleasant. After taking a breath and rolling her eyes, she replied, "Do you think it's that easy to use? Well, there was a bit of a problem today; I don't really want to use it again. This fellow is a practitioner; he understands."
Initially, due to issues with her inner persona, Yang Xiaoyou had her period once. After discovering that the scarred man had decent skills in Eight Extremes Fist aspects, she expressed herself in other ways and managed to intimidate him enough.
The more skilled a swimmer is, the more they understand the terrifying nature of water; this principle applies equally to martial arts.
Moreover, if one truly overuses their power and lets even President Zhang go, it would be meaningless. Since it was President Zhang himself who was invited to mediate the issue, they should take their time to discuss it. There are always ways for the wicked to deal with each other; after all, he had left them something.
Upon hearing Yang Xiaoyou's words, Chen Wuyou merely sighed lightly and said, "The situation with Dream Butterfly is somewhat complicated. The company's registration is in Singapore, but its development focus is primarily domestic. The agreement signed with Dream Butterfly was also executed there, so terminating the contract with Aspects involves some cumbersome procedures."
"What about her safety? This fellow seems to lack any common sense or capability at all. If you're at the company, you can look after her, but what if she gets deceived by President Zhang when you're not around?" At this point, Yang Xiaoyou's forehead furrowed slightly.
That fellow who escaped from the laboratory seemed to have been captured as a Subject very early on; she was extremely unfamiliar with the outside world. Chen Wuyou had informed him that this fellow was so inept that she couldn't even change her own clothes without assistance.
"For now, there's no need to worry. The flat-chested girl holds a high position in the company, not only due to her influence but also because she brought in a significant amount of capital when she joined. She is the Second Largest Shareholder of the company. Additionally, the Wu Ma taking care of her can be trusted. However, I think I should pay her a visit," Chen Wuyou said after a moment of contemplation.
"Hey, Sister Wu You, are you planning to go solo? Do you need a partner?" Yang Xiaoyou asked with a smile, seemingly lost in thought.
"Do you have any recommendations? As long as they're not an alien," Chen Wuyou replied without showing any dissatisfaction at Yang Xiaoyou's suggestion.
"It's our company! We provide funding and ensure your safety as an investment while you manage and leverage Dream Butterfly's influence as capital. We won't interfere in daily management; you'll have full control and only seek our advice. The income distribution with Aspects can be flexible. However, Dream Butterfly will need to become our company's spokesperson for life," Yang Xiaoyou said slyly.
"I can't make decisions on her behalf, and you probably can't represent your company either. But I will try to persuade her; the terms are indeed quite good. Can you ensure your company will agree?" Chen Wuyou did not refute this proposal.
"In fact, one of my assigned tasks is to help find a spokesperson for the company—someone with a good image and representative significance. Dream Butterfly fits this perfectly since she was rescued from Tokyo; we can confirm those conditions." Seeing that Chen Wuyou did not reject the idea, Yang Xiaoyou's face broke into a smile. That idol sister needed to be brought into their partnership; she was truly a potential asset.
As the evening lights began to glow, a new vitality spread across the city of Sh. Under the illumination, two figures leisurely walked toward home, their voices gradually fading into the distance.
"What's up with that? Just return the car to the company; you're being too nice."
"Mr. Shi, you must maintain a good mindset. Relax, relax... Yes, oh, let's administer the sedative." In a room at the Third Hospital of Sh City, a group of medical staff was frantically trying to save a balding, portly man—one of the big shots in the entertainment industry.
He lay on the hospital bed, drenched in cold sweat, gasping for breath with a pale face that suggested he was in a state of shock. Several male doctors held him down to successfully inject the sedative.
Once he began to calm down, they all sighed in relief.
"Let's wait until he wakes up to assess the situation. Everyone, take a break for now," said the lead doctor as he pulled down his mask and addressed the other medical staff. They then exited the room, and the last nurse remembered to turn off the lights and close the door behind her.
The ward fell silent, illuminated only by the moonlight streaming through the window and accompanied by the rhythmic beeping of the heart rate monitor.
However, soon after, as the curtains fluttered slightly, a breeze seemed to sweep through the room. The previously steady beeping turned frantic before it abruptly shifted to a continuous beep.
After another flutter of the curtains, the wind ceased.
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