Chapter 660 Mental Breakdown [8 Updates]
The man had broad shoulders, a narrow waist, and long, straight legs.
He wasn't wearing the IBI's exclusive uniform like Valence; he was just wearing a simple black silk shirt.
But his aura was overwhelming and intimidating.
Joseph was ice-cold and his face was deathly pale: "You...you are..."
Even if he's stupid, he'll understand now.
Fu Yunshen is actually the CEO of IBI!
How is that possible?
How did Fu Yunshen manage to establish the Venus Group while also having time to control the International Investigation Bureau?
IBI is different from commercial groups; it needs stronger leadership to maintain stability.
If the world cannot be won over, riots will break out, and the global order will be disrupted.
Joseph was sweating profusely.
He actually went against Fu Yunshen, what was he thinking?!
“Sir,” Valence said respectfully, “all the criminals have been arrested. In addition to him, there are twenty others who have been locked up.”
Fu Yun Shen gave a faint "hmm" and sat down in front of Joseph, but spoke to Valence: "Go investigate Manuel's lab. You have one hour to find out everything, and then take people there tonight."
Valens saluted again: "Yes, sir."
He went out and closed the door.
The interrogation room was silent, but this silence was no less than that of Joseph's executioner, driving him mad.
He suddenly yelled, his face contorted, "You knew all along! You knew everything all along, didn't you? Did you think I was a clown?!"
His plan, which he considered perfect, was utterly ineffective in the eyes of this man.
Fu Yunshen tilted his head: "Congratulations, you guessed right."
"Since you knew all along, why didn't you just fire me?" Joseph's eyes were bloodshot. "What are you keeping me around for? To raise a tiger that will only cause more trouble?!"
"Raising a tiger to cause trouble?" Fu Yunshen raised his peach blossom eyes, a half-smile on his face. "You've learned our Chinese idiom quite well."
Joseph gritted his teeth: "Yes, so what? I just look down on you Chinese, so what?"
Even now, I still look down on you!
He refused to accept it; he had actually been defeated by a Chinese man.
Joseph had completely fallen into a state of impotent rage, and his expression was frantic.
"Don't overestimate yourself. You're not even a tiger yet." Fu Yunshen stood up, looking down at Joseph. "I'm keeping you around because you're indeed very capable and can boost the group's profits. Why wouldn't I keep someone to help me out?"
"You think I haven't seen the little tricks you've played over the past two years?"
Joseph's face grew paler and paler, his teeth chattering: "You actually..."
Did they treat him like a hired hand?!
“You can’t cause me any harm, nor can you cause any loss to the group.” Fu Yunshen lowered his eyelashes and said calmly, “Also, the 10% of shares you received were something I deliberately let you get.”
Joseph's expression changed: "What did you say? It was clearly myself..."
He couldn't continue speaking after that point.
The Venus Group was established by Fu Yunshen. If he hadn't intentionally given the opportunity, how could he have so easily acquired 10% of the shares?
Joseph was so overwhelmed with joy that he overlooked other thoughts, and because everything seemed to be going so smoothly, he even ignored other blind spots.
"Thank you. Without you, the O Alliance wouldn't be what it is today." Fu Yunshen said lazily. "However, congratulations as well."
"You have committed a serious crime of premeditated murder. International prison awaits you. We will probably never see each other again."
If Joseph succeeds, at least several hundred people will die.
Joseph slumped into his chair, his expression one of despair.
His spirit was gradually broken down by Fu Yunshen.
The reason he was so dedicated to developing the O Alliance was because he had long harbored ambitions to take over the entire Venus Group.
In the end, it's just doing useless work for others.
He knew he had completely lost.
**
A commercial building in the city center.
After entrusting everything to Fu Yunshen, Ying Zijing went shopping with Rita without any guilt.
Although her divine calculation abilities have been restored, she still cannot calculate anything related to Fu Yunshen.
All she saw was that the bottle of poison caused numerous casualties and was extremely lethal in the Venus Group headquarters building.
As for whether Fu Yunshen would get into trouble, she couldn't say for sure.
She couldn't see the future and crisis of Fu Yunshen, Yu Xuesheng, and Ling Mianxi either.
Ying Zijin narrowed his eyes.
Such things have happened before.
Xiu and the other two founders of the NOK forum were also outside the scope of her divine calculations.
"Beautiful lady, can you dance?" Rita picked out a few dresses. "Teach me?"
Ying Zijing snapped out of her reverie, raising an eyebrow: "It's just average skill. I'd rather not teach others; we might just end up stepping on each other's toes."
“I’m really devastated,” Rita said dejectedly. “I simply can’t accept that I, an elite hunter, am completely clueless about dancing. Thankfully, Mr. Caesar didn’t lay a hand on me.”
Even she herself found it hard to look at herself directly.
Ying Zijing yawned: "Don't worry, he wouldn't dare. If he did, I'll take care of him for you."
"Forget it, it's just a dance." Rita shrugged. "When will I ever have another chance to meet the head of the Laurent family? Dancing is out of the question, I still prefer playing with guns."
Rita is very self-aware.
She knew how big the gap was between her and Caesar Laurent.
Not to mention her, even the head of the Bevin family is far inferior.
Caesar Laurent, that's someone even the elders of the Laurent family have to call master.
We're from completely different worlds.
Ying Zijing turned her head and looked at her thoughtfully.
Rita felt a chill run down her spine: "Beautiful, nobody's here, why...why are you looking at me like that?"
“Well, I discovered—” Ying Zijing said listlessly, “I seem to have overlooked one possibility.”
He paused for a moment, then added, "He still has luck with women."
Rita: "???"
Completely bewildered, she followed the girl into a jewelry store ahead.
This jewelry store requires advance reservations, and there are always long queues every day.
"Thank goodness, we haven't missed our number yet." Rita glanced at the electronic screen above. "We're number 36, and we're number 33 now. Let's go over there and line up."
The two stopped half a meter away from the person in front of them.
When there was only one person left in front, a woman walked over and naturally stood in the half-meter-long empty space.
"Hey, why are you cutting in line?" Rita crossed her arms, clearly annoyed. "Please go to the back of the line."
The woman glanced at her number: "It's my turn. I'm number thirty-seven. How did I cut in line? There are seats here, why can't people wait in line?"
“Look carefully,” Rita said, pointing to the electronic screen above. “It’s number thirty-five now.”
“Yes, I know,” the woman said impatiently. “But Number Thirty-Six isn’t here right now, so why can’t I go in?”
"Besides, what business is it of yours if I cut in line? Why are you so nosy?"
Rita got angry immediately.
She has a fiery temper and lacks the reserve of a socialite, always preferring to take direct action.
Ying Zijing pressed down on Rita's shoulder, picked up the number plate in her hand, and said in a cold voice, "We are number thirty-six."
The woman froze, her hand holding the bag still.
As if she had been punched in the face, all the color drained from her lips.
I was instantly so embarrassed that I wanted to disappear.
After serving number 35, the counter staff politely said, "Madam, please do not cut in line. We have strict rules and regulations, and everything must be done according to the rules."
"Whether they had number plates or not, these two ladies arrived first."
Many customers looked over, and the woman's well-maintained face became restless.
She pursed her lips and argued, "Who told you to stand so far away? I thought there was no one in front of me, is that not allowed?"
Rita relayed her words verbatim: "Half a meter is considered far? Besides, what business is it of yours whether we're far apart or not?"
The woman was furious and left the store with a livid face, refusing to even wait in line.
"I hate people like that the most," Rita snorted. "They have no manners."
"Never mind," Ying Zijing said, picking up her shopping bag. "Let's move on to the next store."
The two left the jewelry store.
Rita turned around and her eyes suddenly lit up: "Beauty, this way, this way! I promise you, you've never seen the design of this store before, it's absolutely perfect."
"I've only been to the main store in Florence; I didn't expect there to be one in Japan as well."
Ying Zijing looked up and followed the direction Rita pointed.
It was a high-end clothing store, offering all kinds of styles.
It has both Bohemian and ancient Chinese styles.
A long queue had already formed outside the store.
Upon seeing the shop's name, Ying Zijing paused, her phoenix eyes narrowing: "You really like it?"
(End of this chapter)
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