Big Shot's Sweetheart Shocked the World Again! Chapter 557: Can you, a rustic tycoon, match our incomparabl

"But the CEO said, if it can’t be fixed today, we’ll be thrown to the sharks..."

"Oh my god, life is just too hard! Even working a job puts your life at risk. But what’s the CEO doing setting up such a deadly chanism? It’s so dangerous. What if, in the future, soone tours the place, accidentally touches it, and ends up buried underground..."

"Who knows? What do we poor people understand about the quirks of the rich?"

The workers’ conversation made Gu Jingyan break out in a cold sweat once again.

Nangong Mo wasn’t rely scaring them; he actually installed a chanism, capable of taking lives with a re flick of a finger.

So, was it because the chanism button malfunctioned earlier, and that was why Nangong Mo spared them?

And not because Nangong Mo was being rciful, or was it just a joke?

Ridiculous, you can’t believe what a madman says, he really almost died in there.

"Xiao Yan, why are your hands shaking?"

Zuzi’s voice, with a gentle smile, ca from beside his ear.

Gu Jingyan gripped his left hand with his right, trying to stop himself from trembling, but his right hand was trembling too. He gritted his teeth and said, "Bao Gucheng, do you now realize how harmful your impulsiveness was? Do you think you can win against a lunatic? You regret it, don’t you!"

Bao Gucheng said indifferently, "No regrets."

Gu Jingyan: "...!"

Bao Gucheng raised an eyebrow, "When it cos to gambling with life, I’ve done it more tis than you’ve had als."

That nonchalant deanor made Gu Jingyan feel utterly depressed.

Zuzi, too, wore a radiant smile, like a spring breeze, as if no significant matter would ever trouble her: "Xiao Yan, don’t worry, with Ancestor here, how could anything happen to you?"

Even if you’re buried underground, Ancestor can dig you up for a breather.

Gu Jingyan: "...!"

He never wants to hang out with these two again, truly depressing!

Bao Gucheng pondered for a mont, then turned his sharp gaze towards the workers who had been chatting earlier: "How many chanisms are there in total?"

The workers froze.

Though they didn’t know Bao Gucheng’s identity, they were inexplicably shaken by this man’s cold and stern aura: "F-fifty..."

Terrifying, there are indeed people in this world with an aura as deadly as their CEO’s!

Bao Gucheng instructed Chen Long at his side: "Get soone to keep an eye on them, dismantle all the chanisms, blow them up! This Underground Palace is classified as a dangerous structure. It cannot be opened without my consent!"

Chen Long: "Yes!"

Despite Mr. Bo having applied for retirent, the title of lifelong chief expert of the Imperial National Security Committee cannot be retired. In matters relating to national security, his words still carry significant weight.

Moreover, the retirent application hasn’t been approved by the cabinet yet.

You Commander Bao are still you Commander Bao, Nangong Mo, do you think you, a re businessman tycoon, can contend with our esteed master?

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Slums in the capital.

In a dilapidated small attic, the childish voice of a little girl sounded: "Brother, I’m hungry..."

Li Xiaolou had been morizing three sets of level four English test papers, and upon hearing the call, he was suddenly awakened, his reddened eyes turning to the clock, shocked to see it was already afternoon.

Heavens, he forgot to make lunch.

After coaxing his sister, he hurried to the stove to cook rice porridge, chopping up the leaves from the vegetables he had begged for from the market, and mixing them into the porridge. In no ti, he served a bowl of vegetable porridge.

He sprinkled a grain or two of salt in it.

After stirring it, he placed it on the table: "Sister, you eat first."

"Brother, aren’t you eating?"

"Brother still has to study."

"Brother..."

"Hmm?"

"I want to eat that bread with two slices of at from that arch place..." the little girl said timidly, biting her lip, her big eyes blinking innocently.