Xia Shu

Chapter 370 President Cang

I need to get up there quickly. I'm afraid Lao Ba and Ya Nan will kill the CEO directly!

"Kun, you go deal with those three on the other side!" I said.

"You got it!"

I ran up the stairs. When I reached the third floor, I saw Lao Ba and Ya Nan fighting three men in black suits in the hallway. After a few moves, the three men in black suits were knocked to the ground. They used their weapons, so it wasn't just a knockdown. After defeating them, the two demons immediately possessed them to replenish their energy.

See, they still go wild when I'm not around.

I coughed lightly, and the two demons quickly got up.

"It's fine, it's fine, you two continue." I walked over, stepping over the bodies on the ground. The four presences on the third floor were in the same room. The last one must be CEO Cang Jing in room 305.

I glanced at the doorplate, and it was indeed 305. I went in and saw that the room was empty. This guy was hiding in the closet. I don't know if Ya Nan and Lao Ba deliberately didn't find her, or if they deliberately left her for me, or perhaps, in their haste to eat, they spared her life. In any case, CEO Cang Jing was unharmed.

I walked to the closet and knocked. The presence inside fluctuated but remained silent.

"Come out, Miss Cang Jing, I'm not a good person... I'm not a bad person," I said.

The person inside hesitated for a moment, then opened the closet door. I smiled slightly, extended a hand, took hers, and stepped out of the closet.

It was strange. In the office, she was wearing a very sheer and thin gauze nightgown. In the middle of winter, wasn't she cold? The temperature was alright, as the air conditioning was on, showing 24°, but that was still quite cool. Could it be that she was playing some game with those three men in black suits?

That would be quite in line with their Sakura Country's national style.

"You, who are you!" Cang Jing asked in broken Chinese.

"I'm from Chi You Group." I dodged left and right, impersonating at random.

Cang Jing frowned. "Chi You? A subordinate of the Miao King."

"Precisely. CEO Cang Jing, you're being rather unethical. Half of the shipment you sent us last time was fake. How do you explain that?"

"Which shipment?" Cang Jing seemed a little confused.

"You've sent so many, you can't remember?" I said with a wry smile, gesturing for her to sit on the sofa. I then threw her a piece of clothing to cover herself. Now nothing was visible.

Cang Jing shook her head. "I don't know. But I have a good relationship with the Miao King. Why would I send him fakes? Did the Miao King make a mistake?"

At least she believed I was a subordinate of the Miao King. She's really easy to fool.

I shrugged. "Then I don't know. I'm just following orders. The Miao King wants you to take responsibility and resupply us. Of course, they must be genuine, and double the value."

"...I want to talk to the Miao King." Cang Jing reached for the phone on the table. I threw a dagger, stopping her.

It was a shame the tabletop was too hard, and the dagger's tip didn't sink in. It clattered on the table and rolled off. It wasn't quite like in the movies, and it was a bit embarrassing. Fortunately, neither Cang Jing nor I dwelled on this small detail. Cang Jing narrowed her already small eyes and asked suspiciously, "Why won't you let me talk to the Miao King?"

"I told you, I'm acting on orders, not here to negotiate with you. If I needed my master to talk, wouldn't that prove I'm useless? Stop talking nonsense, Miss Cang Jing. Hand over the key to the underground storage! I won't make things difficult for you!"

"What if I don't? I don't believe you'd really dare do anything to me!" Cang Jing sneered.

"Of course, I won't kill my master's business partner. However," I looked down at her exposed calf, "it's no problem to reduce you from four limbs to three. After all, my subordinates are starving!"

With that, I blew a whistle, and Lao Ba immediately rushed in, in her beast form. Her body had grown many times larger, and her sharp mouth was covered in blood.

I pointed at Cang Jing's calf. "Xian'er, this beautiful leg is yours."