It felt less like a professional office and more like the private chamber of soone who enjoyed displaying authority.
The mont the office door closed behind them and was locked, the atmosphere changed.
The courteous smile on Wen Hang’s face disappeared almost instantly.
Without even looking at Su Mo or the two won, he walked straight to the liquor cabinet and opened a small drawer beneath it. From inside, he pulled out a thick cigar.
He lit it slowly, taking his ti.
Only after exhaling a cloud of smoke did he finally move toward the sofa. Sitting down with his legs spread comfortably, he leaned back in a posture that openly displayed arrogance.
His gaze swept across Su Mo briefly, filled with thinly veiled contempt. Then, his eyes moved to the two won standing behind him.
The greed in his eyes was impossible to hide.
Lin Yaorui noticed it imdiately and frowned slightly.
Leng Shuang, on the other hand, simply kept smiling. Her eyes flicked toward Su Mo as if silently asking a question.
’Master, can we hurry this up? I can’t wait to torture this guy.’
Whether Su Mo truly understood the silent ssage or not, he seed to feel that the performance had gone on long enough.
He tilted his head slightly and spoke in a calm voice.
"What’s this behaviour, CEO Wen? Aren’t you going to offer your superiors so hospitality?"
Wen Hang looked at him with mock amusent.
"What kind of hospitality does Mr Su expect?"
Su Mo rubbed his chin thoughtfully, as if seriously considering the question.
After a mont, he answered casually.
"Sothing simple. Maybe... kneel down and lick my shoes clean. Or lie down on the floor and act as a carpet for while I walk over you."
Leng Shuang burst into laughter. Even the usually composed Lin Yaorui couldn’t help letting out a soft chuckle.
Wen Hang’s expression imdiately darkened.
The cigar paused midway to his lips as his eyes turned cold.
"So you have a death wish, kid?" he said slowly. "Let give you so advice. This place runs on my rules. If you’re smart, you’ll stay at ho and quietly collect your dividends—"
He stopped mid-sentence.
A thought suddenly crossed his mind.
’Wait... why should this kid get dividends?’
Wang Cai had been treated as a partner, so they allowed him to share the profits.
But this young man?
He was nothing.
Why should he keep the company’s majority shares?
The more Wen Hang thought about it, the more his eyes began to shine with greed.
’If we force him to transfer the shares...’
A plan quickly ford in his mind.
Su Mo had arrived without any bodyguards. Detaining him inside the building would be easy.
Once the transfer docunts were signed, they could simply dispose of him. The river outside Jiangnan had plenty of fish.
His gaze slowly drifted toward the two won again, sweeping over their beautiful faces and perfect figures.
’What a waste for them to work as secretaries for this brat.’
A twisted smile crept onto his face.
’They’d be far more useful in my bedroom.’
’After I get bored, I can hand them over to my little brother. Let him enjoy them too.’
’And if they still refuse to behave...’
There were always other thods. Like Drugs. Another option is to sell them to foreign buyers at a hefty price.
Either way, he is the one to benefit. He was convinced that everything was already under his control.
In his eyes, Su Mo had already beco nothing more than a dead man walking.
Wen Hang leaned back against the sofa as if he were already the master of the room. The cigar smoke drifted lazily in the air while his eyes fixed on Su Mo with open arrogance.
"You’re a little too young to handle the matters of this company," he said slowly, tapping the cigar against the ashtray. "Running a business isn’t so ga for rich kids."
He paused deliberately before continuing.
"How about this? You transfer the shares in your hands to for the ti being. When you’re older... more mature... I’ll return them to you."
The tone sounded almost reasonable on the surface, but the greed in his eyes completely betrayed his intentions.
Lin Yaorui imdiately scoffed.
"CEO Wen, what nonsense are you talking about?" Her voice carried obvious displeasure. "Mr Su is the legal owner of this company. If he wishes, he has every right to remove you from your position right now."
She folded her arms and looked at him coldly.
"If you keep speaking like this, the one who should be worried about losing their job is you."
"Oh? Kick out?"
Wen Hang let out a low laugh filled with mockery.
"I’m so scared."
His expression did not show the slightest trace of fear. Instead, he leaned forward slightly and reached toward the armrest of the sofa. Hidden beneath the polished wood was a concealed compartnt.
With a soft click, the small cabinet popped open.
From inside, Wen Hang casually pulled out a handgun.
Lin Yaorui’s pupils instantly shrank.
Before she could react, Wen Hang had already loaded the gun with a smooth motion. The tal slide snapped into place with a sharp sound that echoed clearly in the quiet office.
Then he raised the weapon and pointed it directly at the three of them.
A cunning smile spread across his face.
"Well then... what do you think about my proposal now?"
Lin Yaorui’s expression changed dramatically. She hadn’t expected Wen Hang to be this bold. Pulling out a firearm in broad daylight inside his own office ant he clearly had no intention of letting them leave peacefully.
However, the reaction Wen Hang expected from Su Mo never appeared.
Su Mo remained completely calm.
In fact, he didn’t even bother looking at the gun.
His attention was on Leng Shuang. He could clearly feel the fluctuation of her aura. This woman standing beside him was practically vibrating with excitent.
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