"Give you a way out?" Han Mo smiled at Xiao Lin kneeling on the ground. Han Mo paused for a moment, seemingly organizing her thoughts. After a while, Han Mo spoke again: "This shouldn't be your first chance. So, this time, I absolutely cannot let you go."
Xiao Lin could tell that Han Mo's words were very resolute. Han Mo's current demeanor and directness were almost unlike her usual self. The pleading in Xiao Lin's eyes slowly faded, and gradually, a hint of anger flashed in his eyes.
Xiao Lin suddenly looked up at Han Mo and said, "You're so famous and rich, why bother arguing with me about this?"
Han Mo was momentarily stunned by Xiao Lin's indignant expression. After a while, she recovered and gave Xiao Lin a disdainful smile. "When I first heard you say that, I actually thought you made a lot of sense. I'm so famous and rich, why should I bother with your nonsense?" After saying that, Han Mo looked at Xiao Lin and smiled again.
“But,” Han Mo’s expression turned serious again, “you’ve received all the compensation you’re due as an assistant, and I’ve never treated you unfairly, have I? As for my success, it’s all thanks to my own hard work, and it has absolutely nothing to do with you.”
Xiao Lin looked at Han Mo in front of him, never having seen her speak and act so decisively. Before Xiao Lin could retort, Han Mo continued, "Besides, I'm famous now, I'm rich, why should I help you? Why should you use my things to do things that don't require effort? Like I said, my success is due to my hard work. You want all of this from me? Fine, go earn it yourself. Don't even think about succeeding through such means. I despise people like you the most."
Hearing Han Mo's words, the anger in Xiao Lin's eyes intensified. "Are you really leaving absolutely no room for negotiation?"
Han Mo chuckled coldly twice, looked at Xiao Lin and asked, "How do you want me to leave you any room for maneuver?"
Xiao Lin didn't answer, but instead glared at Han Mo resentfully.
In her words, Han Mo showed no intention of backing down, and continued, "The biggest concession I can make is to let you resign."
Han Mo's words were completely calm. But when Xiao Lin heard this, he immediately looked up at Han Mo and asked, "Are you going to fire me?"
Looking at Xiao Lin's greedy face, Han Mo couldn't understand what he was thinking. "After what's happened, what else can I do but fire you? Do you want me to call the police and accuse you of burglary? Or do you want me to publicly announce that all those novels you posted online were written by me?"
After Han Mo finished speaking, it was Xiao Lin's turn to sneer twice. Xiao Lin stood up from the ground and lightly brushed the dust off his knees. Xiao Lin glanced at Han Mo and said calmly, "Don't forget, none of the novels I've published have been published by you. I was the first to publish them."
Hearing Xiao Lin's words, Han Mo glanced at him sideways and snorted disdainfully. "You think being the first to publish is useful? Putting everything else aside, with my current status in the novel world, if I say you plagiarized, then you plagiarized. Besides, that's a fact."
"You!" Xiao Lin gritted his teeth and pointed at Han Mo.
"Oh, right, I forgot to remind you. I don't know if you found anything useful here. But I advise you not to use any of it. Otherwise, if I find out you've stolen my manuscript again, I'll sue you for stealing trade secrets. You know how much one of my novels is worth now? This is something you can't afford."
"Are you really going to leave no room for maneuver?" Xiao Lin shouted, his voice not exactly quiet.
Han Mo glanced at Xiao Lin again, waved her hand, turned around and said, "I have nothing to say to you, get out of here!"
Watching Han Mo's retreating figure, Xiao Lin was consumed by resentment. Suddenly, a utility knife on the desk caught his eye. Xiao Lin's pupils contracted slightly as he glanced at the knife. Quickly, he rushed to the desk and picked up the utility knife.
Han Mo noticed Xiao Lin's unusual behavior behind her and was about to turn around to investigate. But just as Han Mo turned around, Xiao Lin was already standing in front of her. The distance between Xiao Lin and Han Mo was now less than the width of a hand. At the same time, the blade of the utility knife had already pierced Han Mo's abdomen.
Han Mo's mouth was slightly open, perhaps because she hadn't yet felt the pain in this extremely short time. She glanced down at the utility knife stuck in her abdomen; blood was already slowly seeping from the wound. Han Mo looked at Xiao Lin in horror; she probably never imagined he would choose such an extreme method.
Not only Han Mo, but Xiao Lin was also in a state of panic. Xiao Lin immediately released his grip on the knife and shook his head repeatedly at Han Mo. Just as the two of them were in a state of confusion, they heard a thud outside the study, as if something had fallen to the ground. Oh no! Han Mo hadn't locked the door when she came in.
Xiao Lin immediately looked towards the door and saw a man in a suit staring at him and Han Mo with his mouth slightly open. After a moment, everyone recovered. The man at the door immediately rushed out. Xiao Lin, ignoring the injured Han Mo, dashed off in the direction the man had fled.
The man moved with remarkable agility and escaped at an incredible speed. Xiao Lin followed him downstairs, watching his figure disappear into the alleyway into the distance. Xiao Lin knew he couldn't chase after him any further, as the street ahead was bustling with people, and continuing would surely attract attention.
Xiao Lin recognized the man. He had accompanied Han Mo to "Spicy Restaurant" before, and this man must be Manager Han from that restaurant. Xiao Lin immediately took out his wallet and rummaged through it. Great, Manager Han's business card was still there.
Xiao Lin immediately took out his phone and typed a text message: Don't act rashly! Everything is negotiable!
After editing the text message, Xiao Lin put down his phone. Right now, Xiao Lin had no choice but to take a gamble. He calmed himself down and then returned to Han Mo's house. To his despair, when he returned, the door to Han Mo's house was already locked.
Xiao Lin stood at Han Mo's door, saying nothing, but gently knocking a few times. He pressed his ear close to the door, but there was no response from inside. Xiao Lin examined the crack in the door; the light from the electric light was still shining through.
Xiao Lin stood at Han Mo's door for a while, contemplating, and decided it wasn't a good place to linger. So, he turned and left the apartment complex where Han Mo lived. As he walked, he took out his phone and dialed Han Mo's number.
Han Lin hung up on the first call, then Xiao Lin dialed the second number, which was also hung up. Then came the third... This time, he finally got through.
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