Quick Wear: Devil's Whisper

Hao Meili knew that someone would take secret photos. No matter what the purpose was, as long as someone took the lead, they would post the photos on the Internet one after another, or even sell them to entertainment reporters and marketing accounts.

She was happy to see this happen. It was free publicity and she would not miss it.

When Liang Mancang joined forces with a few others to seize power, there were major errors and omissions in the company's accounts.

Hao Meili asked Liu Ruyan to deal with the financial issues and fill the tax loopholes as soon as possible, and put aside those that were difficult to deal with for the time being.

Originally, Hao Meili didn't want to do anything to the financial director. She thought that if she worked for her honestly for ten years, she would let her go. But it turned out that this person really couldn't stand the test.

Then don't blame yourself for taking the blame on her. Since she was involved in the power grab, she should bear the consequences.

As for those who filmed what happened today and posted it online, please go home and eat your own food. If you want to fire them and pay them compensation, it would be more cost-effective to let them apply for resignation on their own initiative.

The loopholes were plugged, the traitors were cleared, and people's hearts were tested. It was really a chain reaction and every step was carefully planned. Assistant Sun felt inferior to him, but he didn't know what kind of punishment Vice President Liang would receive.

Liang Mancang was now like a frightened bird, still holding his chin and kneeling obediently by the window.

He couldn't help but think that he might as well file for divorce himself. At least he could get a share of the property and just be ruined, which was better than living in fear.

Then he thought again, if Hao Meili was more ruthless and put him in jail and embezzled his property, wouldn't he have worked in vain for so many years?

Liang Mancang was struggling with his conscience and imagined a series of bloody dramas in his mind.

After a while, he successfully got rid of Hao Meili's control and went abroad to live a life of extravagance with money, luxury cars and beautiful women.

Soon he was caught by the police, and in prison he snatched steamed buns from other prisoners. Day after day, he worked on a sewing machine, enduring a miserable life.

If he went in, he would have nothing left. His son would forget him, his father would be disappointed in him, and his stepmother would take the opportunity to snatch his property...

It was nine o'clock in the evening, and Hao Meili had not left the office yet. Liang Mancang's legs were numb from kneeling, so he sat on the carpet, not daring to say a word.

Hao Meili stood up and stretched her arms and legs. It was true that games could make people depraved. She must not continue to degenerate next time. It was a waste of time and the benefits did not meet expectations. It would be more refreshing to just spend money directly.

Liang Mancang looked at the person in front of him and was about to say something when he suddenly remembered that his jaw had not yet been reattached. He could not help but look at Hao Meili pleadingly.

Hao Meili did not disappoint him. She walked straight to the window and pushed open the floor-to-ceiling window. The wind from outside blew in, making the documents on the desk rustle.

Liang Mancang was horrified to find himself being lifted up. His legs had lost all feeling as they had not moved for a long time, and now only his hands could move.

He grabbed Hao Meili's wrist with all his strength, as if that slender wrist was his life-saving straw.

And this is also the reality, because Hao Meili threw Liang Mancang out of the window.

The wind on the 28th floor was very strong, and Liang Mancang's body was hanging outside. The only thing he could hold on to was Hao Meili's arm.

Obviously Hao Meili didn't want to pay attention to his fear. Instead, she smiled and swung her slender arms.

Liang Mancang was like a rootless duckweed, swaying back and forth on the not-so-smooth wall as Hao Meili moved. He wanted to scream, but all he could come out were meaningless whimpers.

The sound was carried by the strong wind and eventually dissipated into the air.

No one could hear his cries for help, no one paid attention to his fears, and no one would come to save him.

A mother who died young, a useless son, a father who already had a backup option, sisters who had little contact with him after they got married, a stepmother who wished he would die early, and two stepbrothers who were eyeing him covetously.

As for the girls who had had physical contact with him, after his spending limit was restricted, they gradually lost their former enthusiasm for him.

Looking at Hao Meili's still young and beautiful face, it seemed that she was still the familiar face he had seen many years ago, but now she was looking at him with a deathly smile.

His fear and despair reached its peak, and he thought it would be better to die.

Life and death is often a split-second decision. When Liang Mancang chose to end the painful torture, he let go without any worries.

His body fell for a moment, perhaps less than a second, because Hao Meili grabbed his wrist with her backhand.

When he found himself being pulled, he stared at the person at the window with wide eyes in disbelief.

Hao Meili still had a smile on her face, but this time she spoke something. The wind was too strong, and Liang Mancang couldn't hear what she said, or maybe she didn't make any sound at all.

Liang Mancang, who was not afraid of life and death, calmed down instead. This time he was 100% sure that Hao Meili was definitely not the same person she used to be.

Just imagine, a petite middle-aged woman can easily lift a 150-pound man with just one hand. What a terrifying strength this is.

Leaving the man who was like a pile of mud behind, Hao Meili raised her hand to smooth her hair that was messed up by the wind and walked out of the office gracefully.

After a close call with death, Liang Mancang collapsed on the ground for a long time.

Under the dim moonlight, he looked at the photo of Hao Meili on his desk and couldn't help feeling sad.

In the parking lot, a little owl flew to Hao Meili's shoulder and opened its mouth to wait for food. Hao Meili tilted her head and asked, "Did you take pictures of them all?"

The little owl nodded, but as no one was waiting to feed it, it had to rub its face against the food with a wronged look on its face.

Look at this little thing, it has learned to play the victim. It turns out that the human world is a big melting pot, and those with unstable mind will be easily bewitched.

In the end, the little owl did not get the red fruit he had been dreaming of, but was instead beaten up by Lord Jing Xi.

The little guy cried out in pain. I know this is good for him, but it really hurts.

Practicing Buddhism is too difficult. It really wants to go to the zoo to eat and drink for free and be the glory of the whole clan. Whoever wants to be the boss can do it!

The crying little owl was chased away because Lord Jingxi found it annoying.

It has been said before that Jing Xi is impatient. Others believe that things should not happen more than three times, but he is different. When it comes to patience, even three seconds is too much.

When Liang Qian was a child, her least favorite number was three, because Jing Xi always liked to say, "I'll give you three times to count," but this guy always skipped one or two and directly shouted three.

It is said that every failure makes one wiser. Liang Qian's high IQ is entirely due to Jing Xi's training. If you suffer enough losses, you will always learn from them.