No matter how reluctant Lao Mao was, he had no choice but to agree to Tang Xiaobao's request.

As I said, staying alive is the most important thing.

When a person dies, it’s like a light goes out. The person is gone. What’s the use of having money?

It’s better to find a good backer.

After seeing Tang Xiaobao off, Lao Mao drank a glass of red wine in the office, then sat in front of the computer and started checking the surveillance.

Two hours passed and he found nothing.

And a layer of cold sweat broke out on his vest again.

He has searched very carefully. There are surveillance cameras in every corner of the entire factory, truly 360 degrees, with no blind spots.

However, after watching all the surveillance footage, he still didn't see any clues.

Tang Xiaobao seemed to appear out of thin air, and all monitoring and alarm systems were ineffective against him.

Taking a deep breath, he pressed a button on the table.

"Send Meilin over here."

Three minutes later, a blonde beauty appeared in his office.

Meilin is his financial executive and also his lover. He bought her more than ten years ago. She has been with him for so many years, loyally and wholeheartedly, without any second thoughts. Otherwise, she would not be able to take charge of the financial power.

Lao Mao has absolute trust in Meilin.

Meilin came in and began to undress.

The old cat waved his hand and said, "Come and sit down."

Meilin was startled, then she put on her clothes, sat on his desk, and charmingly tossed her long hair and asked, "Honey, what's wrong?"

"Keep this account safe. Take out half of your monthly income and deposit it into this account."

The old cat handed over a note.

That was left to him by Tang Xiaobao.

Meilin took the note and looked at it, a little surprised: "Is this our new account?"

"NO!"

The old cat said, "This is the devil's account. Oh, well, I can tell you the truth. You know I just entertained a guest, right?"

Meilin shrugged. "There seemed to be two. One of them was said to be an Oriental woman, a beautiful woman. She also killed two of your bodyguards. Many people are talking about this. I'm also curious, why didn't you kill them?"

"Kill them?"

The old cat shook his head repeatedly: "Meilin, I haven't lived enough. I'm thankful that he didn't kill me. Oh, this account is his. Forget it, just give him half of this month's income. Don't give him any discount. OK, he might come back to check the account at any time."

Meilin frowned: "Oh my God, Heavenly Emperor, what did I hear? Did I hear it wrong? You, want to give him half of all the money?"

"Yes, he is my friend. What's mine is his. From now on, he owns 50% of my business. What's the problem with that?"

"Of course there's a problem. This is our hard-earned money. Why should we give it to him?"

"I told you, I haven't lived enough. He can take my life at any time. I've decided that no matter what, I want to be his friend, not his enemy. Absolutely not. That would be terrible."

Meilin jumped down, somewhat unconvinced. "WHY? WHY? How could he kill you? No one in this world can kill you. We have the most advanced security system in the world here, as well as top-notch bodyguards. We don't have to be afraid of him."

The old cat was a little unhappy: "NONONONONO, Meilin, you don't understand him at all. If you knew how he came here, you would definitely not think like that anymore. Everything you said has no effect on him at all. If he wants, he can come in here at any time, and I guarantee that killing me will be no harder than stepping on an ant."

After a pause, he continued, "You know what? They just appeared out of thin air in front of me, and the alarm system didn't even go off. Do you understand what this means? It was like magic. Can you imagine that scene? Also, I took him to my warehouse. Do you know how much he took? It's scary to tell you, you know. I was shocked just now. Ten fighter planes, twenty tanks, dozens of missiles, and a lot of guns and ammunition, he took them all away. He just waved his hand, and those things disappeared. Can you imagine, ten fighter planes, just disappeared in front of you, you know he took them, but you can't imagine where he put them. Oh, God, don't say anymore, it's unbelievable and scary to think about it. He is the devil, oh, he is God, really, believe me."

Meilin was stunned.

"Dear boss, how are you feeling now?"

"uh-huh?"

"I mean, do you feel your face getting hot, or have any other symptoms of a cold? Perhaps you've been working too hard lately and caught a cold? Or are you hallucinating? I think you must be talking nonsense."

Meilin and Lao Mao have a special relationship, and no one else would dare to say such things.

The old cat covered his face with his hands and shook his head repeatedly: "Oh, no, no, no, I'm very clear-headed. You have to believe me. Although it sounds ridiculous to say this kind of thing, what I said is true. I saw it with my own eyes. Besides, he is a very difficult person to talk to."

Half an hour later, Meilin finally believed what the old cat said.

The old cat said, "Do you understand now?"

Meilin swallowed and said, "You're right. This is too hard to believe."

"Yeah, I've never encountered anything like this before. Is this considered a supernatural event? If you didn't see it with your own eyes, who would believe it was true?"

The old cat sighed, "Thank goodness, we finally got rid of him. Today was the most profound and dangerous day of my life. You can't imagine how ridiculous it was for me to pretend to be calm while sweating profusely and feeling terrified."

"It's just that it's such a shame to give it to him. If he dies, your danger will be truly over. Otherwise, he's so greedy, maybe he'll come back again during a drought. Human desires can never be truly satisfied, you know."

Meilin's eyes lit up, and she continued, "Maybe we can take action now. He's still on the plane, right? We have missiles."

The old cat was startled, but he couldn't help but feel a little moved.

"Hmm? You mean, shoot him down now?"

Meilin nodded repeatedly: "Yes, no matter how powerful he is, it's thousands of meters high in the air. Can he still survive?"

A gleam of light flashed in the old cat's eyes.

He stood up and walked around the room several times.

"Do it while he's still in the sky."

Merrill encouraged.

The old cat's expression gradually calmed down.

He sat down again and said, "No, I can't do this."

"Why?"

"Because he's my friend now."

Meilin raised an eyebrow.

"Okay, I admit, I lied. I didn't do it because I wasn't sure. Now the danger is over. We're partners. Although I'll make less money, at least I'm still alive. If I use missiles, he'll die, and so will I. Why would I create this crisis for myself?"

The old cat sighed and finally confessed.