Evil Dragon Crazy Soldier King

Wu Yunfei stared blankly at Cao Zhengyang, a faint coldness in his eyes.

"Someone has disguised themselves as me to gather information."

"I'm more concerned about whether you've leaked the whereabouts of Xu Zhiqing's contract."

Cao Zhengyang looked woodenly at Wu Yunfei, speechless.

Seeing Cao Zhengyang's expression, Wu Yunfei knew things had gone wrong.

He pointed angrily at Cao Zhengyang and then left the room.

Half an hour later, King Wuxiang entered Cao Zhengyang's office, looking furious.

Cao Zhengyang was so frightened he began to tremble and quickly stood up.

Slap!

King Wuxiang delivered a crisp slap to Cao Zhengyang.

Cao Zhengyang's body spun around and crashed onto the floor.

"King Wuxiang, I know I was wrong, I'm sorry."

Knowing Zhong Xiang's fearsome reputation, Cao Zhengyang didn't mind his bleeding mouth, and quickly knelt on the ground, repeatedly bowing.

Behind Zhong Xiang stood the pure and charming Yang Qiqi.

Seeing this former high and mighty entertainment industry mogul kneel before Zhong Xiang and herself, she couldn't help but giggle.

Zhong Xiang finished hitting Cao Zhengyang but remained calm and indifferent, as if it hadn't been him committing an act of violence just now.

He said plainly, "I hit you not because you leaked secrets."

"But because you don't understand how terrifying our enemy is. This slap is to teach you a lesson."

He laughed coldly.

"This isn't so bad. I'll be waiting for Yang Fei at the CITIC Bank vault."

"As long as he dares to come, I'll let him taste the power of my Minor Formless Technique."

He said, glancing at Cao Zhengyang.

"From today, stop being the executive president. Let Wu Yunfei take over, and you just assist him."

With just one sentence, Zhong Xiang stripped Cao Zhengyang of his role without going through the board of directors or any documents and procedures.

However, Cao Zhengyang didn't dare utter a single word.

He just hung his head, cold sweat dripping from his forehead.

The workplace is also the Mortal World, and in this smoke-free battle, Cao Zhengyang lost miserably.

At Zhonghai Bund Wharf, a cool breeze blew across the deck of a yacht.

Yang Fei lay comfortably on a rattan chair, looking up at the sky.

Beside him, Xu Zhiqing gently fanned him, peeling juicy, plump crystal grapes and feeding them into his mouth.

If any paparazzi saw this scene, their eyes would surely pop in disbelief.

The highly successful and famous Queen of Heaven superstar Xu Zhiqing had transformed into a maid, willingly serving a man?

This is something no one could imagine.

Yet Xu Zhiqing did it naturally, as if it was the most rational and reasonable thing.

Her every movement brimmed with tenderness, unadorned affection.

Wei Chengwu stood respectfully to the side.

Occasionally glancing at Xu Zhiqing, he still couldn't help but be somewhat amazed.

Xu Zhiqing's reputation was so vast that even someone like Wei Chengwu, a Big Rascal, knew it by heart.

Yet Wei Chengwu really couldn't reconcile this gentle and demure girl before him with the radiant, sizzling Asian Queen of Heaven Xu Zhiqing on stage.

Chen Ke and Si Ruoxi were sitting at a nearby round table, pretending not to see this scene.

Their hearts both felt a little sour.

Under normal circumstances, Chen Ke would have jumped up long ago, pinched Yang Fei's waist, and showed him the fiery consequences.

Yet now, with the enemy at hand, Chen Ke could only temper her anger.

She kept a calm facade of a lady, though her heart silently cursed that bastard, stinking man countless times.

Yang Fei savored the juicy crystal grapes with relish.

Looking at Xu Zhiqing's delicate, fair fingertips, he felt an urge to kiss them.

The yacht was Wei Chengwu's private yacht.

At this moment, the deck was sealed off from anyone approaching, making it an ideal place for discussions.

Yang Fei had eaten a bunch of grapes, and Xu Zhiqing wiped his mouth with a white handkerchief.

Yang Fei reached out to Wei Chengwu, "Old Wei, why are you standing? Sit down."

Wei Chengwu sat down, unable to hold back anymore, Chen Ke approached, hands in her pockets.

"Yang Fei, without Miss Zhiching's contract, we're quite passive."

"The opponent's legal department might already be preparing to take Miss Zhiching to court."

Yang Fei snorted through his nose, "Yes? So what?"

Seeing his lazy demeanor, Chen Ke was instantly indignant.

"How can you not be anxious? Miss Zhiching's contract..."

Yang Fei gestured, cutting off Chen Ke's words.

"The world is so beautiful, yet you're noisy, too noisy. Isn't it better to quiet down and look at the stars?"

He looked up at the stars in the sky, seemingly lost in thought, striking the pose of a sage.

Above the dazzling city lights, the stars twinkled, blending seamlessly, beautifully, into the lights of the Mortal World.

Without another word, Chen Ke rushed over and grabbed Yang Fei's ear.

"Can you speak human language?"

In an instant, Yang Fei was exposed, crying out in pain.

"Let go, let go, I'm just gathering my thoughts! If you don't let go, I will turn hostile!"

The gentle and quiet Xu Zhiqing was startled, looking at Yang Fei's distorted ear with concern, hesitating to speak.

Si Ruoxi smiled, her mouth full of sunshine.

Wei Chengwu coughed, turning away.

When it came to Lord Tiger Owl's flirtations, he was quite used to them.

As everyone knew, Lord Tiger Owl's reputation was too valuable. Anyone who offended him could expect misfortune.

Yet this Lord Tiger Owl, in front of his beloved woman, seemed willing to give up anything, even his life.

Wei Chengwu pondered, mildly amazed.

"No wonder Tiger Owl and Queen Lin made a name in the Underworld, unstoppable and profound in their ways."

Chen Ke fiercely twisted Yang Fei's ear once more before releasing him.

"Quickly, tell us what we should do next."

Yang Fei clutched his burning ear, looking pained.

"Director Chen, next time if you must pinch, can you do it somewhere else?"

"The waist or legs are fine, even pulling the egg is okay, just don't pinch the ears?"

"Bah, who cares about pinching you."

Her impulsiveness brought out the witchy side of the CEO in Chen Ke.

She blushed a bit, noticing the others' unusual stares.

Just then, Yang Fei's phone rang suddenly.

He picked it up, and Mad Blade laughed on the other end.

"Coach, we've reached near CITIC Bank, what's next?"

Yang Fei chuckled, "Stick to the original plan. Later we'll barbecue and drink beer at The Bund."

Mad Blade responded enthusiastically, "Great, save me thirty skewers of lamb kidneys."

"No problem, do your work beautifully. Remember to be cheeky, cheeky is the Tao."

Yang Fei gave some instructions and hung up the phone.

As soon as he hung up, Chen Ke's beautiful eyes were fixed on him.

"Ah, so you had arrangements all along. Tell us, what's your plan?"