Guilongchao: I played the domineering CEO to the bone.

Min Moyou was about to see Wang Hui, with snot and tears streaming down his face, trying to rub himself against her. He frowned, and with a quick flick of his wrist, threw the filthy Wang Hui away.

Gray, the gray of living a pathetic life...

"Come on, don't try that on me."

"Half-siblings? And what, a complete coincidence? Are you trying to fool me?"

"He kept calling me 'brother-in-law,' and I almost believed him."

Min Moyou scoffed, watching with little interest Wang Hui, who was rolling on the ground struggling to get up, grimacing and pretending to be in pain in an attempt to gain Min Moyou's sympathy.

Min Moyou could tell at a glance that Wang Hui's injuries were practically nonexistent for his physical condition—except for the small half of his face that Du Juan had slapped when she kidnapped him.

Wang Hui was startled by Min Moyou's coldness—this shouldn't be happening! My old trick of claiming kinship has always worked, why is it failing this time?

Wang Hui had to think of other countermeasures. His mind was quick, and on the surface, he kept performing with "hiss...", "ha...", and "ah...".

Min Moyou watched Wang Hui roll around on the ground, making "hissing" noises for a full half minute before completely losing his patience—why is this guy so clueless? How can he be so insensible?

"Okay, I won't talk nonsense with you anymore."

Min Moyou pulled Wang Hui up from the ground, straightened him, and forcibly stopped his childish behavior of rolling in the mud on the floor.

I'm giving you two choices—

"I'm a decent person, so here's the first option: I'll give you ten million, and you'll stay away from my woman!"

"Never appear in front of her again in this lifetime."

"One! One! Boss!!"

"I choose one! I choose one!!!"

"No need for you to say 'two,' I'll just choose one!! I'll choose one!!!"

Wang Hui, who had been frowning and unable to think of a solution, used his knee to propel himself three feet high, landing directly in front of Min Moyou, and hysterically shouted at Min Moyou.

Wang Hui had never felt the world so bright—that was ten million! He was kidnapped once, and the kidnappers gave him ten million?!?!?!?

Hohohohoho!! What's wrong with this world? Is this still the ugly, capitalist world I know? Huh?! Only a fool would miss this opportunity! Even a fool should choose one!

Hahahaha~ I never thought that ChanChan's prediction of hitting the jackpot this time would actually be a positive prophecy?!

Wow—ga ga ga ga ga ga ga! Heaven is helping me! Even the heavens can't bear to see someone as hardworking as Wang Hui living such a hard life, right?

Hahahaha... So persistent, Uncle Grey is so persistent! When your Uncle Grey gets that ten million, he'll buy you a hundred lollipops! Not those cheap, no-name ones that cost 0.5 yuan each, but those big brand lollipops that cost 1 yuan each!

Your Uncle Grey has become very successful, and he will never treat others unfairly!

"Who are you? What's your status? How dare you interrupt me?"

Wang Hui was overwhelmed with ecstasy—following Sister Tong, he'd go hungry nine times in three days; but with this ten million, he'd eat nine meals a day! Did he even need to weigh the pros and cons?!

But he was interrupted by Min Moyou's cold voice.

Wang Hui then came to his senses, wriggling his body like a lapdog, a fawning smile on his face:

"Oh my, boss! I'm just so happy... I, Little Grey, don't deserve your praise!"

"Please tell me, please tell me~ Little Grey is listening attentively!"

"Snapped!"

Wang Hui's flattery did not have the effect he hoped for. A blur flashed by, and Wang Hui felt as if he had been hit hard on the side of his face that was not swollen!

A crisp sound boomed in his ears—

But why doesn't it hurt?

Although Wang Hui was thick-skinned, he was allowed to savor the memory:

The soft, cottony touch that struck my cheek...

That fleeting, intoxicating fragrance...

The pleasant echo left by the collision of the paper pieces...

Wang Hui had a guess in his mind, and excitedly turned his head to look—!

As expected, Min Moyou slapped him in the face with a thick wad of banknotes!

Wang Hui became incredibly excited, as if he had awakened some indescribable attribute...

"Brother! Brother! One more time!"

"Please shower me with money again, bro! Bro! I'm begging you! I'm begging you!!"

"One more time! One more time! Ah~ so good! So good!!!"

Min Moyou had never seen such a bizarre request in her life.

Of course, we'll grant his request!

As if by magic, he pulled out handfuls of Jiufang coins from the inside pocket of his suit, each handful containing at least tens of thousands of Jiufang coins, and threw them at the unsatisfied Wang Hui on the ground again and again!

"Snapped!"

"Cool!"

"Snapped!"

"Awesome! Ah!"

"Snapped!"

"Awesome! So refreshing!"

...........

About ten minutes later, Min Moyou stopped throwing money around, while Wang Hui, like an addict, was panting heavily, his eyes rolling back, looking like he was having a blast, swimming in a sea of ​​banknotes.

Min Moyou gave Wang Hui a minute to pause before speaking:

"Ten million, is that a lot?"

Although Wang Hui was soaking in a bath of money, he knew who was in charge and immediately realized what was going on, so he respectfully replied:

"Ten million? How is that not enough? Sir! You are my God of Wealth! When I travel to Zhongpu District this time, I will definitely build a shrine for you and worship you day and night!"

"Look at all these banknotes scattered around you, there are nearly ten million of them."

Min Moyou raised her hand and made a "please" gesture, and Du Juan cooperated by pulling out a powerful flashlight from somewhere to illuminate the entire factory interior.

Wang Hui obediently scanned the entire room and saw that the piles of scattered banknotes did not seem to be as many as he had imagined...?

He didn't think the big shot in front of him would lie to him—if the big shot said there were ten million, then there were ten million.

Wang Hui had long lived in poverty and had no concept of a wealthy life. He thought ten million was a lot, but now that ten million was laid out before him, Wang Hui suddenly understood its true value...

The concepts of "ten million" and "unfinished" were originally equated in Wang Hui's mind—but this equation collapsed at this moment.

Min Moyou also spoke up at the opportune moment, further disrupting Wang Hui's collapsing worldview and view of money, which had plunged him into self-doubt.

"Ten million yuan is only enough for you to buy a small apartment of about 100 square meters in Zhongpu District, a place with a moderate economic level, and at most, a car of mediocre brand."

"By the way, given your financial situation, you probably don't own a house, right? Where do you usually live?"

Min Moyou's calm words were like a sharp thorn, piercing deeply into Wang Hui's heart, which had been filled with grievances for the past few years.

He hadn't quite come to his senses yet, and subconsciously answered Min Moyou's question:

"You usually live in the reception lounge of 'Sister Hua's Maternity Matron and Domestic Service Center'..."

A predictable smile appeared on Min Moyou's face as she continued to provoke him.

"This is still in Zhongpu District. If you were to buy Wuli District for ten million yuan, it would only be enough to buy a small apartment of less than 100 square meters at most; even in places like Baxia District (Beijing), Qinmin District (tourist city), or Chaofeng District (trade hub), ten million yuan would only be enough to buy a toilet."

"Now, do you still think ten million is too much?"

Min Moyou deliberately avoided comparing Zhongpu District with cities with lower levels of economic development, precisely to reinforce Wang Hui's belief that "ten million is not a lot."

Compared to places like Muya District (an old industrial area covered by snow and ice all year round), Fuxi District (a barren desert), and Qixian District (a paradise (a rural village)), although the living and entertainment conditions may not be as good, ten million Jiufang coins are enough for Wang Hui to live a rich life.

Unfortunately, Wang Hui's view of money had been distorted by Min Moyou; his mind was filled with comparing himself to those top-tier regions with the best living conditions.

"Ten million...not much..."

Wang Hui was dejected—so even ten million doesn't make someone rich?

What was that person before?

They're only slightly better than stray dogs.

At this thought, Wang Hui's eyes were filled with a desire for money—he had never dared to imagine that he could earn ten million Nine-Fang Coins one day, but now that ten million Nine-Fang Coins were within reach, Wang Hui's enthusiasm for them had cooled by half.

After hearing what this big shot said, it seems to be true! Having ten million doesn't make you poor! You only deserve to live in a toilet in those truly high-end areas!

Seeing this, Min Moyou knew that his groundwork was finished, and that tonight's punishment of Wang Hui could proceed as he had planned.

"Right? Not many."

"This relates to the second option I'm going to talk to you about."

"You, do things for me: First, pretend you've never met me today, that you don't know me at all, maintain your independence, and infiltrate her side as her friend;

Then, while maintaining a good distance from Hitomi, keep an eye on her for me, making sure she doesn't get too close to other men;

In addition, try to get rid of all the men around her except me, or find a way to make her distance herself from them;

Finally, mislead her with your words, find a way to make her remember my good qualities, and make her fall in love with me irrevocably.

"You understand (the work)?"

Wang, a seasoned socialite, finally figured out the truth behind his kidnapping!

And I'm getting more and more confused about the relationship between Minmo You and Tong...

How could someone like Tong be interested in such a super rich and handsome tycoon?

Although Tong Jie is good-looking and has a great figure, Wang Hui feels that once you've spent time with her, you'll get the feeling that she's completely incapable of being sexually aroused! She can only be a close friend!

That's... outrageous!

"So... you were after Tong-jie..."

Wang Hui's voice suddenly became low and sorrowful.

"Back when Sister Tong was at my lowest point, she pulled me out of my predicament. It was she who introduced me to Longchao Pavilion, and it was she who pleaded for me on behalf of Master Du. That's how I got Master Du's recommendation and this stable job as a postpartum nanny taking care of Chan Chan..."

The tragic atmosphere that Wang Hui was trying to build up was ruthlessly interrupted by Min Moyou!

"She pulled you up? You touched her? Hmm?"

"No, no... no! Absolutely not! I've never touched Sister Tong! Not even a single hair on her head!"

No? This guy's focus is off, isn't it?

Seeing Min Moyou's increasingly dangerous gaze, Wang Hui had no choice but to hold up four fingers and solemnly assure Min Moyou:

"I swear! I really didn't!"

Min Moyou feigned indifference and scoffed:

"It's best if there isn't one... Even if there was one before, I wouldn't have known, so let's just leave it at that."

"If I find out you touched her later..."

"Then cut off the part you touched. Understand?"

"I know! I know! I wouldn't dare!"

Wang Hui nodded vigorously.

"continue?"

Minmo You issued orders.

Wang Hui instantly got into character, resuming his previous tragic state.

"Sister Tong has shown me great kindness, she's given me a second life! How...how could I..."

"Stop talking nonsense and talk about the important points."

"Oh... okay, okay..."

After being impatiently reminded by Min Moyou, Wang Hui's eyes gradually filled with glistening tears.

"Sister Tong is like a brother to me, my closest friend!"

Wang Hui's voice was incredibly mournful, but his eyes were sly, his gaze constantly shifting between the pile of nine-sided banknotes on the ground.

"What, are you going to do it? You want to choose a third path?"

How could Minmoyou not be familiar with this routine?

He knew Wang Hui wanted to say "more money is needed," but he didn't let him have his way—he wanted to make the process of obtaining it more complicated, so that Wang Hui wouldn't get it easily and would know how to cherish it.

Besides, having just won him over, it's time to give him a good talking-to—which brings us to the different methods of giving a good talking-to when winning over male and female subordinates... cough cough, we'll talk about female subordinates later.

"Truly a rare example of unparalleled loyalty..."

Min Mo smiled faintly, but Wang Hui felt a sense of foreboding.

"Dujuan, let him physically disappear from this world—that way he won't appear next to Tong anymore."

"Since you can't be of my use, then don't get in my way."

Du Juan obediently drew her naginata. In the moonlight (and also under the powerful flashlight beam), the sharp blade gleamed with a chilling light...

Now Wang Hui dared not even think about getting more reward—how could he not understand the situation! He was clearly still being held hostage, how could he have become so foul-mouthed in such a moment of weakness!?

"Wait! Wait! I choose option two! I choose option two!"

"Boss! Listen to me, what I was trying to say was that Sister Tong is so good to me, I should help her find a man like you, a dragon among men, handsome and dashing, and extremely wealthy!"

"Boss! Sir! Whatever you say! I'll do anything! Free of charge! I'll do it exactly as you say!"

Wang Hui started wailing again—his heart was pounding with anxiety. This night's ordeal was far more thrilling than riding a roller coaster—though he'd never ridden one before, the reason being he couldn't afford amusement park rides...

Min Moyou ignored her orders, and without them, Du Juan wouldn't stop her advance with the knife in hand—she knew, of course, that Min Moyou was just trying to scare Wang Hui, otherwise why would she be moving so slowly...

"Brother! Big brother! My goodness! I've known Sister Tong for years, if I die, she'll be so heartbroken, waaaaaaah..."

"You really like her, you definitely don't want to hurt her, right? Right?!"

"Alright, alright, stop yelling. It's so noisy."

Min Moyou waved to Du Juan, signaling her to stop.

"I don't expect you to do anything for me for free. You just want more money, don't you? It's shameless of you to beat around the bush like that. Why do you have to be so talkative?"

"If you choose to work for me, this ten million on the ground will be your deposit. If you do a good job, I'll give you an even bigger bonus. Now, are you willing?"

Wang Hui was overjoyed and was about to agree.

So what? Sister Tong's kindness—three buckets of instant noodles and a bucket of water—is only enough for me, Wang Hui, to reminisce about how good she was to me in front of the big boss.

I, Wang Hui, have done all I could to be kind and righteous!

Before he could speak, Min Moyou continued,

"This is your last chance. Make the most of it and think it through before you speak."

Everything was going too smoothly, which made Min Moyou a little uneasy—in the game, Wang Hui and Tong seemed to have a very close relationship, what if Wang Hui couldn't understand it?

Upon hearing this, Wang Hui thought that Min Moyou thought his answer wasn't formal enough, so he immediately moved his knees to stand in front of Min Moyou, bowed his head, and sincerely said to Min Moyou:

"Having spent half my life adrift in the dust, I have yet to encounter a wise ruler..."

"If you will not abandon me, I am willing—"

Min Moyou pushed him away in disgust.

"I'm not as useless as you..."

"Grey is willing to become your boss! I will obey your orders! I will bring that ungrateful Pupil back from the road of no return!"

"...Okay, untie him."

Min Moyou had Du Juan untie the ropes binding Wang Hui. A flash of light grazed Wang Hui's body, and he was finally free.

Wang Hui stretched his stiff body, extremely excited, and turned around, wanting to throw himself into the embrace of the pile of banknotes again.

Min Moyou grabbed him, patted him on the shoulder, and gave him a final warning:

"I still have people around Tong, so your every move from now on..."

Minmoyou refers to the cuckoo and white dove that secretly followed.

"What?! You even bribed Xiaoguang?"

Wang Hui could only think of Xiao Guang beside Tong, and he was extremely shocked!

"uh-huh."

Min Moyou gave an ambiguous reply, thinking to himself that he really should find an opportunity to subdue Xiao Guang as well...

That way, everything around Tong's face will belong to me.

Xiaoguang is a simple girl, even more pure and innocent, and equally poor. I suppose... she must be very simple, right?