The Female CEO Falls in Love with Me

This is a high-rise office building in the west of Nasalas City, housing numerous company offices.

Li Yan came here because the headquarters of the Clover Organization is located right here.

As he expected, organizations like Clover do not appear in poor or small countries but rather operate as a Borola-based organization, disguised as a foreign trade company openly and respectably in big cities.

In the past few days, he had already gathered a lot of information about the Clover Organization. Although not complete, fighting is unlike cooking; you don't need all the ingredients ready before starting. The Clover Organization actually controls many overseas branches. However, as the saying goes, shoot the horse first when capturing a rider, capture the king first when attacking an enemy. For Li Yan, the goal was to eliminate their headquarters directly!

So, he came to Borola, came to Nasalas.

...

It's office hours now. Li Yan, alone, arrived at the 27th floor of the building, then proceeded to the Clover Company.

Just as he entered the company, a security guard-looking person quickly came up, suspiciously sizing Li Yan up and questioning his purpose.

This time, Li Yan did not disguise himself. Instead, he wore a crisp suit, with hair styled impeccably, and sported glasses, exuding a scholarly demeanor. The international aspect of Borola is quite good, with Borola language and international language both being official languages in Borola.

Li Yan casually replied in the international language, "I am here to see your boss; we have an appointment."

"Boss? May I ask your name for confirmation?"

Li Yan gave him a disdainful look and said coldly, "To our company, your Clover is nothing more than a minor company that cannot make it to the big stage. Your boss invited me, and my anger already surges as he wasn't here to welcome me. You have no right to verify anything from me! If you don't take me in immediately, you'll be dismissed in three minutes!"

His imposing aura and arrogant tone instantly intimidated that Borola security guard. Because in Borola, although there are many Yun Country People, none were as bold as him. If it were the Celestial Continent People behaving this boldly, Borola people would find it normal, but seeing a Yun Country man so arrogant in Borola caught him by surprise, leaving him cautious. His mind raced; if he couldn't stop Li Yan now and something happened after taking him in, at most, he'd be scolded by the boss, as there were no particular instructions to block any guest. If he was indeed the boss's esteemed guest and he didn't lead him in, dismissal was likely.

"Please!" After hesitating, he made the decision, then led Li Yan inside.

Passing through the office area, seeing each Borola person inside, Li Yan memorized every corner, every person, every possible danger, etched these in his mind.

"What's going on?" Upon arriving at the boss's office, after knocking, an impatient voice came from inside.

Li Yan snorted, "You can leave; I'll go in myself!"

The security guard, hearing the discontented voice from inside, felt relieved. At least he wouldn't be seen by the boss directly; if this was a distinguished guest, the boss wouldn't be angry. If not, he wouldn't immediately vent his anger on him alone.

Li Yan opened the door, stepped in, and closed the door behind him.

Inside, there were two Borola men arguing over something at the computer.

"Who are you?" Suddenly seeing a Yun Country man appear in the office caught them both by surprise and displeasure.

Li Yan walked over and sat down opposite them.

"The one doing a big business deal with you."

The two exchanged glances, but a boss is a boss; even if suspicious, they bore it completely. To them, someone who could come here on their own must be someone significant, and regardless of the big business, they still wanted to hear it out.

"Watt, Singer, may I ask how we should address you?" The one speaking pointed a finger, indicating himself as Singer, while the other was Watt.

"No need for you to know my name, otherwise I suspect you'd be quite shocked. Now, show me your business reports—note, I want the real business reports," Li Yan asked slowly.

"Meaning?" Singer inquired blandly.

Watt, however, was already annoyed. "Who do you think you are? A foolish Yun Country man coming to our country, to our company, acting all high and mighty? Who do you think you are, a tax official?"

A stranger coming to the company asking for business reports is an unimaginable request to anyone, especially coming from a Yun Country man, whom the Borola people do not particularly favor. Of course, both of them were playing good cop, bad cop; after Watt blew up, Singer immediately pretended to scold, "Watt! Watch your language! Please pardon this guest. If you don't disclose your identity first, your request is indeed too absurd, isn't it?"

Singer had also been observing Li Yan, noticing when Watt exclaimed "Yun Country pig," he didn't respond aggressively. Moreover, after entering, he calmly sat there, his hands resting on his stomach. What raised suspicion most was that he wore thin white gloves!

"Then I'd like you to confirm that not long ago you received a large order in City S, Yun Country, where you subtly suggested to a Yun Country tycoon to organize a social banquet for young successors to enhance their organizational skills and make more valuable connections. And that you hired a group of people to control all the attending wealthy heirs that night..."

Li Yan slowly told the story, his eyes never leaving theirs. Under his sharp observation, he detected a flicker in their eyes when he mentioned City S, though they quickly composed themselves.

"This is nonsense! Is the intellect of you Yun Country people merely at this level? We are a foreign trade company, our clients are from Si Country, entirely unrelated to you Yun Country. Do you think your Yun Country or the so-called tycoons of City S warrant other people making such a big fuss? Do you know how wealthy the Borola tycoons are? Let me give you a Yun Country saying—you're like a frog at the bottom of a well!" Watt couldn't help but curse aloud, fully showcasing his fiery temper.

Singer wore a bitter smile, "I don't know what your identity is, but what you just mentioned definitely has nothing to do with us. We are legitimate businessmen, and we would never do such things. If you really don't believe it, you can have the police investigate us. As for your request to see our business reports… Fine, I'll show you!"

With a look of grievance, he reached to pull open a drawer.

"I only want you to admit, if it's just the two of you involved, then I can spare the innocent..."

Before he could finish, Li Yan's hand moved. At some unknown point, the hand in the white glove was already holding a silenced pistol.

"Pew!"

Even with the silencer, the sound was not small; the bullet immediately pierced through Singer's forehead, and Singer's hand was holding a gun, though he had no time to fire, dying with regret.

After shooting, Li Yan had already leaped, landing on top of the desk, the gun barrel now pressed against Watt's head!

While Singer was "getting the report," Watt had already prepared himself. As the shot was fired, he immediately darted below the desk, seeking any cover he could.

But soon, he heard the gunfire, not from Singer's gun, then felt something hard pressed against his head, leaving him motionless.

"I understand, you're King?!" Watt, already down, tried to buy himself precious time, though the shot sounded through a silencer, maybe those outside sensed it. If several more people came in, survival might be possible! "Please wait before you kill me; I'll tell you everything!"

"What can you tell me?" Li Yan sneered.

"In fact, you guessed right, it's true that only we two knew the whole story, others are innocent. They only believed we engaged in honest foreign trade, and we do have legitimate business. Last time, we were just working for someone else. I can tell you who requested such actions, begging you to spare the others, as they are innocent. My death doesn't matter, but I don't want to implicate others… In Yun Country, you value personal accountability; I and Singer are willing to exchange our deaths for…"

He hadn't finished his words when he heard a sentence: "Sorry, I'm an assassin…"

Then he felt a bullet penetrated through his head!

Frantically talking, using pleasant words, the brotherhood of Yun Country people, the list of behind-the-scenes clients, from various aspects to numb and tempt King, thus delaying time. But little did he expect King would shoot without warning!

Sorry, I'm an assassin. An assassin's code requires silencing all witnesses!

It's not true, I'm an assassin. A code of the profession is never to sell out client information, otherwise who would hire you?

Li Yan came to destroy the Clover Organization; he just needed to confirm whether this Clover Company was indeed the Clover Organization he's after. From his previous statements, he merely wanted final confirmation if there were any mistakes. Given the reactions, and that Singer intended to shoot, he undoubtedly found the right place.

Everything comes back to you eventually, that's an understanding, no innocence or guilt matters.

"Boss, shall we serve the guest Red Tea or Coffee?" At this moment, the internal phone on the table rang.

Serve Red Tea or Coffee? It seems they want to serve bullets instead! Apparently, the outside might have heard the gunfire, and this call was just a probe.

(With the fierce wind, casualties have occurred, certain individual finds himself anxiously seeking his own fortune…)(To be continued, to find out how it unfolds, please visit www.qidian.com, more chapters to support authors, support legitimate reading!)