Yang Xueshan was livid with desperation. In the end, she could only quickly leave the batch of jade stones which were nearly finished polishing and started to look for her master.
Meanwhile, in the office on the eleventh floor, Ou Yuze was still waiting for Yang Xueshan’s good news.
Four o’clock was the time that woman had told him to expect a spectacle, and by now, it should be about to begin, right?
Just as he lit a cigarette, the office door was violently pushed open from the outside...
"Is it done? Has it started?"
"No... not that, Yu Ze, that woman, whatever method she used, she sped up the entire process by two hours. Now, the products have entered the polishing stage and are about to move to the finished goods warehouse."
Yang Xueshan, seeing the man looking at her with anticipation, suddenly felt a wave of fear. Before she could open her mouth, her voice was already trembling.
As expected, once the words fell, the man who rose from his chair. The smile on his face gradually faded, and instantly, a dark and cold threat emerged from his eyes, "What did you say? Say it again?"
"It’s not... that’s not it, Yu Ze. Listen to me, I didn’t know she would do that. I... I... Yu Ze, we need to intercept that batch of goods now, or once it’s in the finished goods warehouse, mixed with the previous inventory, it’ll be too late once the goods are shipped out. The trouble will be huge."
"You’re telling me now that the trouble is huge? What did you tell me before? You said this was foolproof, and everything was arranged. But now, you come running to me saying there’s a big problem?"
As the words fell, the water glass on the table was grabbed and ruthlessly hurled at her.
Upon seeing this, Yang Xueshan screamed in terror and ducked to the side, covering her head!
That was precisely the terrifying sound that could make one too unstable to even stand.
Yang Xueshan felt the pain of the glass shards splashing onto her legs; she hugged her head, and tears suddenly began to fall, "Yu Ze, this... this really was an accident, I didn’t mean it... "
"When was it ever not an accident with you? That little star you hired for Yuzhirun’s opening, you said it was an accident. Later, the counterfeit goods at Yuzhirun, that too was an accident. Even that time in Japan when I failed, you claimed an accident. You heartless wench, what haven’t you called an accident?"
With a roar, the man reached into his drawer and pulled out a gun, aiming it at her.
The moment Yang Xueshan saw it, she froze completely, "Yu Ze, you..."
"I could kill you now and call it an accident. Then, your ’accident’ could be conveniently discarded in the dumpster downstairs, and this problem would be done with," he articulated coldly, like the most ruthless and merciless viper in the world, his eyes filled with icy venom.
Yang Xueshan was petrified...
She knew he was a man without sentiment, cold and cruel, but she had never imagined that one day he would point a gun at her head and tell her that he would treat her death as an accident to solve this problem.
So, in his heart, was she just a rag, not even worth being called a human?
The hands that were covering Yang Xueshan’s head slowly started to lower; her eyes full of tears, hollow and intense as she gazed at him, "So in your eyes, I am just a scapegoat that can be used at any time."