Dazhuang truly experienced what it means to deliver a face-to-face performance and what it means to have it overflow from one's face.

...

Hiroshima Atomic was still savoring the memory. After recovering, she looked around and frowned slightly.

Lin Maorong has been absent from the meeting for two consecutive days, clearly showing that he does not take her seriously.

One moment she was enjoying a moment of pleasure, the next her eyes turned cold and she kicked the man next to her away.

Hiroshima Atomic shouted in a sarcastic tone, "Damn it, it's meeting time! Why hasn't Mao Rong-kun returned from the mission he received yesterday? Did he forget his promise? Or does he not respect this special envoy?"

An elderly man with white hair, his body trembling slightly, stepped forward.

He said in a humble tone, "Envoy, please calm down! Maoying has returned. This time, he led his team to successfully bring back 10 supply capsules and 2 pieces of excellent-grade equipment. Please take a look..."

As he said this, he winked at Dazhuang.

Dazhuang immediately understood and came running over excitedly.

At the same time, the burly Lin Maoying stood up obediently like a primary school student.

He was Lin Maorong's only rival. Although he was physically strong, he lacked strategy and wisdom and only knew how to solve problems with brute force.

Today, he led 30 people out, but only brought back half of them.

These gains were barely scraped together by the Lin family through sheer hard work.

Lin Maoying had absolutely no sense of romance, and Hiroshima Atomic completely disregarded her.

However, given Lin Maorong's pampered and delicate appearance, if he were confined to a dark room and carefully trained, he would likely become quite happy.

Unfortunately, we have lost contact with Lin Maorong since he entered the hospital yesterday.

There has been no news of them to this day, and their fate remains unknown.

"Oh my! Is that all? It almost blinded me! Please don't insult my intelligence with your clumsy acting. I'm talking about Lin Maorong!"

Hiroshima Atomic dismissed this with disdain, coldly scoffing at it.

She really doesn't care about this little thing.

After saying that, she arrogantly tapped her fingers rhythmically on the table, putting pressure on everyone.

The hardworking Dazhuang also felt this aura of authority, and with the elder's teachings echoing in his heart, he could only work even harder.

"This..." The elder was sweating profusely, still having received no news from Lin Maorong.

If I had known that kid was so unreliable, I should have stopped him from taking on this mission in the first place.

“You guys either go all out or get the hell out of here! You need to understand, Master Shiraishi isn’t a philanthropist. If you want charity, I suggest you go beg for food…skr…” Hiroshima Atomic continued sarcastically.

Without any warning, someone suddenly barged in, without the slightest hesitation or waiting, and pushed the door open.

This move not only abruptly interrupted Hiroshima Atomic's freestyle routine, but also brought Daizhuang's hand movements to an abrupt halt.

This behavior is like turning the table when the boss serves you food, refusing a toast when the boss offers you a drink, changing the song when the boss is singing karaoke, or winning a hand when the boss is ready to win.

This blatant disrespect made the special envoy feel extremely uncomfortable and embarrassed.

"What is this thing? Are you Lin family members becoming less and less respectful of the rules?" Hiroshima Atomic finally couldn't contain his anger and shouted at them.

Outside the window, a strong wind was blowing. Su Yue had already brought Lu Wei to the ground floor of the Lin Group building.

A stormy night in the apocalypse is approaching...