There was another person with a knee pressing down on Ah B's waist, specifically punching his stomach. With each punch, Ah B's intestines were about to be turned into nine-turn intestines.
"Save...me..." Ah B managed to utter only these two words before losing consciousness.
At the entrance of the alley, a luxurious Bentley was parked silently. Its bright paint reflected the streetlights and the street scene. The back seat faced the alley, and the curtains were drawn. Inside, a fair-skinned man with sunglasses on his nose had his hands on his knees, turned his head, and stared intently into the alley until two burly men in black suits came out and gave him a thumbs-up. Only then did he nod, slowly withdraw his gaze, and reach out to pull the curtains closed.
Sitting in the passenger seat was Secretary An, holding a notebook in her hands. She cautiously turned around and asked, "Third Master, should I continue to contact the next one? Shall we continue..."?
Wearing sunglasses and sitting with his legs crossed in the back, that was none other than Nie Zhao.
He was completely hidden in the darkness, with only the light from the streetlights illuminating his chin and his sharply defined, yet full lips.
He parted his thin lips slightly and said, "Of course." Then he added, "Hurry up, I have an appointment with my wife, and I have to be home before 11 o'clock."
While flipping through her notebook and making a phone call, Secretary An turned around and said, "The next one is nearby too. Give me five minutes, and I'll have Uncle Yongming invite him to the public restroom up ahead."
Nie Zhao didn't say anything more, but took a newspaper from the file bag in the front seat and started flipping through it with a frown.
Secretary An glanced at him and saw that his brows were furrowed. She dared not breathe loudly anymore, praying that the paparazzi on the other end of the phone would answer the phone quickly and come to get beaten up on time, hoping that this would make the big boss feel better.
However, it's understandable that he's angry.
Just two days ago, Chen Rou and Nie Rong officially appeared on six Hong Kong television stations and 13 mainstream newspapers as guests on interviews, marking the official public appearance of the third wife of the Nie family.
Mainstream newspapers dared not offend the Nie family, so they naturally only said nice things.
However, many of the paparazzi from low-brow gossip tabloids were originally employed by Mei Lu. Since she hadn't shown her face for a long time and wasn't giving them any scoops, they were already unhappy. When they saw Nie Rong personally appearing on camera to support Chen Rou, protecting her, and accompanying her on television appearances, thus fully establishing Chen Rou's status as the mistress of the Nie family, those paparazzi were even more resentful. In the past few days, they've been fabricating stories, bringing up dirty scoops that Mei Lu had previously released, such as Chen Rou having an affair with Nie Yao, or Nie Zhao not liking Chen Rou and only marrying her because of his mother's wishes.
Such baseless revelations could be bought with money, or Nie Zhao could be more assertive and take legal action.
But Mr. Nie's style was different from others; he chose to resort to violence over buying materials and going to court.
The reason why Secretary An was asked to make the contact is, to my shame, because the uncle Yongming who helped Mei Lu with media publicity and leaked dirt on her was Secretary An's wife's maternal uncle. He was bribed by Mei Lu to leak all sorts of dirt on the Nie family to the paparazzi.
So now, it's the people that Secretary An's relatives have brought in who are damaging Chen Rou's reputation. Secretary An has to find them one by one, beat them up, and beat them until they are terrified and dare not talk nonsense about Chen Rou anymore.
Although Secretary An had a headache, she had no choice but to do it.
After all, his whole family depended on the Nie family for their livelihood, and he was also earning a high salary that was unique in Hong Kong.
Alright, keep making those calls. If there are two more, then all the paparazzi in Hong Kong who spout nonsense, insult, and belittle the third wife of the Nie family will be collectively beaten up by Boss Nie. From now on, if they want to say something reckless, they'll have to think twice.
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As a businessman, Nie Zhao would naturally not engage in unprofitable business.
After dealing with a round of paparazzi, it was time for him to go home.
There was a stack of newspapers in the file bag in the back seat, all of them gossip about Chen Rou from the media these past few days. Secretary An had compiled them into a booklet for Nie Zhao, and he had to take it with him. But of course, that wasn't enough; there was something else important.
Just before getting out of the car, Nie Zhao reached out his hand: "Secretary An, give me the notebook."
"Third Master, this is my work notebook, which I use every day," Secretary An said.
“Then just tear up the record of you beating someone and give it to me separately,” Nie Zhao said.
Secretary An is such a clever person. Not only did he tear out the record of the assault, but he also tore out another page containing the paparazzi's contact information and addresses. He handed it over with both hands: "Our Third Wife is a remarkable woman, no ordinary person. If she feels that the bodyguards' beating wasn't enough and wants to have a personal contest, here are the addresses and phone numbers. She can arrange to meet them anytime!"
That's why he was able to serve as secretary to someone as suspicious and selfish as Nie Rong for many years.
He was a talented person, and his words made Nie Zhao very happy.
Putting on sunglasses and getting out of the car, Boss Nie gave his father's secretary a rare smile: "Okay!"
When Chen Rou visited him last time, he had just undergone surgery and was afraid that the stitches would tear and require a second surgery, so he dared not make any rash moves. But today is different. The stitches from his hemorrhoid surgery have been removed, and because he has been consistently using the Chinese medicine prescribed by Kuang Zai, he is recovering exceptionally well, according to the doctor.
After getting off the bus today, with a newspaper in one hand and a record of the assault in the other, Boss Nie strode into the elevator. Looking at himself in the mirror, he licked his lips. The thought of meeting his wife soon filled him with joy!
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