A slacking-off-the-fishing master becomes pregnant with twins.

A stench of dead fish and rotten shrimp spread rapidly from He Wentao to the surrounding areas.

The first to suffer was naturally Bai Zhirui, who was standing next to him.

Bai Zhirui covered her nose and fled in terror to a place more than ten meters away from He Wentao.

He looked at He Wentao with disbelief and disdain.

My God, what a weirdo!

He Wentao's face instantly turned from white to red. He gritted his teeth and endured the pain, preventing the flood from breaching the dam.

Under the strange gazes of the entire venue, he could only clench his legs and move slowly toward the toilet with a pained expression.

"Zhirui, my stomach isn't feeling well. Could you please find someone else to cover for me?"

Despite his extreme reluctance, He Wentao had no choice but to give up this opportunity to demonstrate his abilities in front of his superiors.

Bai Zhirui nodded in astonishment and helplessness.

Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed that something seemed to be dripping from He Wentao's trouser leg again.

yue~~~

Bai Zhirui couldn't help but gag.

The microphone in his hand was almost crushed by his grip.

Before leaving, he glanced in Chen Bo's direction and saw an extremely shameless, mocking smile.

"Chen Bo!"

He Wentao was certain that Chen Bo had drugged him in that glass of liquor just now.

But now is not the time to settle scores with Chen Bo.

Compared to Chen Bo, the toilet was of paramount importance.

The audience!

Chen Bo burst into laughter.

"Chen Bo, you are the most shameless person I have ever met!" Xia Nanqing said excitedly, with a hint of admiration in her eyes.

It seems that this kind of prank resonates with the little devil inside her.

Chen Bo looked at Xia Nanqing in astonishment.

Unexpectedly, the beautiful and ethereal Xia Nanqing actually likes this style.

Are all rich people so psychologically twisted?

Chen Bo's smile faded. "This has only just begun. I'll be leaving for a bit!"

Knowing that Chen Bo had a backup plan, Xia Nanqing was filled with excitement and tiptoed after him.

"Wait a minute, I want to see too!"

At the same time, Bai Mao's stomach began to churn violently.

However, its intensity was far less than that of He Wentao.

He Wentao gritted his teeth; his distorted facial features were truly heartbreaking.

After a long journey, he finally saw the restroom sign and breathed a slight sigh of relief.

For him, a mere few dozen meters was a longer journey than the pilgrimage to the West.

Now, just hold on for a few more meters and it will flow like a torrent.

After finally reaching the restroom door, he was stopped by a thin, middle-aged man. "Young man, what are you doing?"

He Wentao, hands on his stomach, buttocks sticking out, said in an unfriendly tone,

What do you think?

The middle-aged man, already bribed by Chen Bo, said nonchalantly, "It's full. I'm in line too!"

Xia Nanqing, who was watching the show from the corner, was laughing so hard she could hardly live anymore.

"You're so shameless, how could you even think of such a method?"

Chen Bo arrived at the restroom before He Wentao.

They bribed several passersby with 1,000 yuan each.

Their task was very easy; they just had to fill up the toilet stalls.

He Wentao bent slightly, his legs pressed together, his voice weak.

"What should I do if I need to use the restroom?"

"Queue up, what are we going to do!" the middle-aged man said irritably.

In an instant, He Wentao felt like dying.

He knew that the nearest toilet was more than 200 meters away.

Looking at the toilet two hundred meters away, a bead of cold sweat rolled down He Wentao's forehead.

Oh! No~~

After walking a few steps, He Wentao simply couldn't go any further.

His gaze fell on an equipment room next to the restroom.

He remembered that the equipment room should be empty.

He seemed to have grasped at the last straw.

His brows relaxed slightly as he slowly moved toward the equipment room.

Just as He Wentao finally reached the equipment room after much effort, Chen Bo's voice suddenly came from behind him.

"Chen Wentao, what are you doing?"

He Wentao looked up at Chen Bo and roared, "Get out!"

Chen Bo's lips curled into a wicked smile, and he turned around and shouted,

"Zhou Yi, He Wentao is here!"

Upon hearing this, He Wentao immediately became anxious.

"No! Don't shout! Brother Bo, I'm begging you, you're my ancestor, you're my ancestor, okay? Please don't shout!"

But it was all too late. Zhou Yi's voice rang out from around the corner, "Where are you?"

He Wentao looked at Chen Bo with pleading eyes, his voice trembling.

"Brother Bo...please, let her go! Let her go!"

Chen Bo nodded wisely, looking like he understood, and turned to Zhou Yi, saying...

"He Wentao is telling you to leave!"

"What's wrong with him?"

Zhou Yi took a step forward.

As soon as you get close, a wisp of intoxicating aroma hits you.

Having lived for over twenty years, she was no stranger to this smell.

"Then tell him I'm leaving now!"

Hearing that Zhou Yi had left, He Wentao breathed a sigh of relief.

Chen Bo covered his neck and grinned mischievously.

"I'm off then, I'll treat you to drinks later!"

He Wentao gritted his teeth, "I'll drink your mother's ass."

Chen Bo frowned. "If that's your attitude, then I'll call Zhou Yi back!"

Upon hearing this, He Wentao panicked, "Brother Bo, Brother Bo... no, I was wrong, I was wrong!"

"That's a good girl!"

The flavor was so intoxicating that Chen Bo didn't want to stay a second longer.

Just as I was about to turn and leave, a furious roar suddenly rang out!

"There are a few stragglers here, grab them!"

Two burly men with ferocious expressions pointed large machetes at Chen Bo and his companions.

"Don't move if you don't want to die!"

Chen Bo did not immediately resist.

As the saying goes, even the greatest martial arts master is afraid of a kitchen knife.

Moreover, these men were all fearless thugs, completely different from Xiao Jun's gang of hooligans.

Rising up in resistance is not a wise choice.

Moreover, not only him and He Wentao, but also Xia Nanqing and Zhou Yi, who were secretly watching the show from the sidelines, were also taken into custody.

The entire venue instantly descended into chaos.

Most of the guests looked completely bewildered.

"What happened?"

"Several workers who were not receiving their wages maliciously demanded payment. In order to help all the workers get back the hard-earned money that belonged to them, they deliberately caused trouble at the party and even took hostages, forcing Meilun Group to return the wages that belonged to them."

"No way, even a leading company like Meilun Group is in arrears with wages? That shouldn't be the case!"

"It's said that these are companies that have a cooperative relationship with the Meilun Group, and these people intend to use the Meilun Group's influence to force the other party to comply."

Several people who knew the inside story were whispering among themselves.

Over there, He Wentao, with a large cleaver held to his neck, looked weak and utterly despondent.

Despite being coerced by several burly men, Zhou Yi returned.

Despite his thick skin, He Wentao now wishes he could disappear into a crack in the ground.

A burly man opened the door to the equipment room and shouted to his two companions,

"Lock them all in this room!"

Then he looked at Chen Bo and the others!

"Don't even think about resisting. I don't want to hurt you, but if you dare to resist, don't blame me!"

"I'm not afraid of death; it wouldn't be unjust to take a few down with me before I die!"