Su Muxue merely had to raise her hand, and even if it was just a random flick of her hair, Leng Mo would shiver reflexively.
He would even start wailing, "Don’t hit me! Please, stop torturing me."
All sorts of apologies and pleas flowed from Overbearing Boss Leng without a moment’s hesitation.
His former pride and dignity were all tossed aside.
Su Muxue: ...so it turns out Overbearing Boss is just like regular people, huh? Get hit and he screams in pain, get hit too much and he develops a psychological shadow.
And here I thought Overbearing Boss would be somewhat different.
Having had enough fun, Su Muxue took the opportunity during the night to flee down the mountain.
The bodyguards in the wooden cabin had endured several dull days on the mountain and were too exhausted to maintain round-the-clock surveillance.
After walking for over two hours, Leng Mo, convinced that the little witch had really left, struggled out into the yard and waved toward the cabin, alerting the bodyguards to the abnormal situation.
The bodyguards took Leng Mo to the hospital, but after a detailed examination, not only was there no sign of external injuries, but his internal health seemed perfectly intact.
Leng Mo: ...damn it, I wanted to sue Su Muxue for intentional harm, but there’s no evidence to send her to jail.
Of course, Leng Mo’s pride wouldn’t allow him to report it to the police—Overbearing Boss Leng, a big shot who supposedly had connections in both the underworld and legitimate business, had been dominated by a mere underage girl who dragged him through the mud for seven days.
If word got out, Leng Mo could kiss his cred in the Overbearing Boss circle goodbye.
"Go, bring me Zhao Yongkang!"
After leaving the hospital, Leng Mo reverted from being the abused poor soul back to his domineering CEO demeanor.
"Yes! President Leng!" The new assistant, coincidentally also surnamed Zhou, responded immediately and began making calls to arrange the situation.
However, Assistant Zhou soon put down the phone with a rather grave face, "President Leng, Zhao Yongkang is missing!"
"Missing? What do you mean, missing?" Leng Mo’s tone was chillingly cold.
Although he still bore the icy demeanor of Overbearing Boss, Assistant Zhou keenly noticed a difference—
Before the trip to Nanshan, President Leng, while cold, was just cold.
Now, Leng had turned much more vicious and brutal, as if some dark aspect buried within him had been unleashed.
It’s as if President Leng had transformed from a noble dragon to a crazy, bloodthirsty tyrannosaur.
"The person in charge of surveillance reported that a few days after returning from Nanshan, Zhao Yongkang went to his newly purchased house."
"For the following days, he hadn’t left the house. The surveillance team thought he was deep in painting since food delivery and cleaning services came daily."
"But, when I called just now asking them to bring Zhao Yongkang in, they found no one in the house—"
Assistant Zhou reported cautiously, observing Leng Mo’s expression.
"Ha! Only discovering now that he’s gone? Did I hire a bunch of idiots?"
Leng Mo had indeed become more savage; before, he always maintained his credibility as Overbearing Boss. Even if upset, he would still exude a commanding presence.
He preferred silent tactics, imposing psychological pressure on his subordinates or adversaries to crush their mental defenses and savor the overwhelming control.
Like today, hysterical and foul-mouthed, was absolutely unprecedented.
Assistant Zhou was utterly dumbfounded.
Seeing such a fool as if confirming his earlier scolding, Leng Mo grew even more irritable.
"Damn it, what are you spacing out for? Get moving and find him!"
"Also, keep tracking Su Muxue; I want to see what secrets that little brat has!"
Leng Mo was practically shouting at the top of his lungs.
He successfully transformed from the aloof Overbearing Boss to a wild despot.
Assistant Zhou was so frightened that he turned pale and timidly responded, "Yes!"
But he was inwardly pondering; although the job was prestigious and well-paid, it was genuinely hazardous.
It’s not the temper of Overbearing Boss that’s scary or his pretentious behavior, but the fear that Overbearing Boss might turn into a real lunatic.
After all, the latter could be lethal.
Unaware that he appeared as a maniac in Assistant Zhou’s eyes, Leng Mo was filled with rage, urgently needing an outlet for his fury.
But as the saying goes, every cloud has a silver lining. Just as Leng Mo paced around like a temperamental Tyrannosaurus, some good news finally came—
"President Leng, we have completely assimilated the holographic technology; we’ve mastered the real holographic skills, not inferior to He Group at all!"
That night, Leng Group’s official website released a video, showcasing impressive holographic images.
Netizens and industry insiders speculated: that must be the technology stolen from He Group.
Only He Tiantian, upon seeing the video, couldn’t help but swear, "Fuck, this biased God! And that damn Protagonist Halo!"