The Divine Doctor Captures Beauties [Complete] - 7

Chapter 125 Years of War

Lin Yupeng secretly rejoiced, "Haha, Xiang Kui is going to be my bodyguard! I finally have a chance to use the little flying insect to control his brain and turn Zhang Yueran's bodyguard into my loyal follower. This is something he probably never dreamed of, right? Besides, Xiang Kui is incredibly brave and ruthless. With him as my bodyguard, I'll be much safer no matter what I do!"

Thinking of this, he smiled slightly and said, "Thank you, Mr. Zhang!"

Zhang Yueran laughed heartily and continued, "Let me briefly introduce Xiang Kui to you. He participated in the border war more than twenty years ago. At that time, he was a sniper and once set a record of killing thirty enemies with thirty bullets. He was wounded during the Battle of Fakashan and later retired from the military." "He's my good comrade-in-arms and brother who's been through thick and thin with me for years. He's absolutely reliable and dedicated."

Lin Yupeng's eyes lit up upon hearing this, and he smiled, "Oh? So he used to be a sniper. No wonder his marksmanship is so accurate!"

Zhang Yueran's eyes flashed with lightning again, and he smiled, "Yes, I once personally witnessed him extinguish a candle with a single shot from a hundred paces away, and then kill a fly in flight with another shot. Among all the snipers in our sniper company, his marksmanship is the most accurate."

Lin Yupeng thought to himself, "Shooting a fly? That's incredible!" He had already discerned the underlying meaning in Zhang Yueran's exaggeration of Xiang Kui's marksmanship: a warning not to act rashly. If he betrayed the Sky Dome Group, he would surely die a horrible death.

Suddenly, he sensed a change in Zhang Yueran's tone. Our company? Could it be that he and Xiang Kui were comrades-in-arms? He hurriedly asked, "General Zhang, may I ask if you and he were in the same company, comrades-in-arms?"

Zhang Yueran smiled and said, "That's right! I was the platoon leader of the sniper platoon back then, and he was one of my soldiers!" After saying that, Zhang Yueran's gaze suddenly focused on a line, his expression solemn and dignified, as if he had returned to those years of war.

He said solemnly, “In that battle, after our platoon captured an enemy stronghold, we encountered a fierce counterattack from enemy reinforcements. The battle was extremely brutal. All 30 soldiers in the platoon, except for me and Xiang Kui, were killed! Xiang Kui was wounded in the head by a shell but continued to fight. Later, he fainted due to excessive blood loss. When I saw that I couldn’t hold on any longer, I carried him and broke through the hail of bullets. Later, we encountered our reinforcements and were rescued. After the victory, Xiang Kui and I retired together.”

After speaking, he smiled slightly and said to Lin Yupeng, “With Xiang Kui as your bodyguard, I’m relieved. Xiao Ru is, after all, a woman. She didn’t handle things well tonight!”

A glint flashed in Lin Yupeng’s eyes, and he asked with a smile, “Xiao Ru is the one your platoon came to be my secretary and bodyguard, right?”

Zhang Yueran just smiled slightly and did not answer Lin Yupeng’s question. He was very careful with his words; if he didn’t want to say something, no one could get a single word out of him.

A moment of silence fell between them. Suddenly, a strange glint flashed in Zhang Yueran's eyes. He stood up and smiled at Lin Yupeng, saying, "Brother Lin, it's so late. Why don't you make do with the room for the night?"

His tone carried a chilling power, brooking no resistance.

Lin Yupeng thought to himself, this Zhang Yueran is definitely ten times more ruthless than Yang Yue. His deep cunning and treacherous schemes are truly unfathomable.

At present, Zhang Yueran showed no signs of harming Lin Yupeng, but Lin Yupeng wouldn't give him the chance later. He knew very well that Zhang Yueran would drag him down with him, making him help them develop drugs—something Lin Yupeng would never do.

Zhang Yueran got up and left the room. He glanced indifferently at Xiang Kui standing beside him as he left. Just then, his phone rang. He quickly grabbed it and hurried into an empty room diagonally opposite, pressing the answer button.

"Everything is proceeding according to your plan! Lin Yupeng is indeed a promising talent; you were right about him. He's incredibly bold and decisive, always pushing the boundaries. Take today's incident, for example—it was far too dangerous." The caller was clearly an important figure; even someone like Zhang Yueran spoke to him with utmost respect.

"Yes, yes! I understand! We must ensure his safety from now on." After hanging up, Zhang Yueran's eyes flashed with lightning speed…

Lin Yupeng lay on the large bed in the luxurious guest room, his mind racing, considering how to execute his plans. He knew Xiang Kui was waiting outside—that ruthless assassin!

He lay there wide awake, and after some time, he heard a knock at the door. Thinking it was Zhang Yueran or Xiang Kui, Lin Yupeng sat up abruptly.

The door opened, and a beautiful female server entered, locking the door behind her. Upon

seeing the server's appearance, Lin Yupeng was immediately stunned, staring at her in astonishment, speechless for a long time!

The waitress was dressed provocatively, a pink halter-neck bra revealing half her breasts, and a silver-white miniskirt that subtly revealed her red panties. She was strikingly beautiful, with fair skin and large, bright eyes that always sparkled with intelligence. Her scholarly air set her apart from the other waitresses; she was clearly a highly educated beauty.

Lin Yupeng wasn't surprised by her stunning beauty or elegant demeanor, but rather by the fact that he recognized her – she was Tang Rui, the college student who had performed surgery on him before.

Tang Rui was a sophomore in the Foreign Languages Department of Tianhan Normal University, a campus beauty. Her father was Tang Gang, the general manager of Jiakang Medical Equipment Co., Ltd., which had been acquired by Tianqiong Group. Tang Gang had a close relationship with Yang Yue and was considered one of Yang Yue's trusted associates.

Lin Yupeng thought to himself, "Isn't Tang Cong studying at university? How did she end up working as a waitress here? Her father is a general manager; her family can't be short of money! There's only one reasonable explanation: Tang Gang has fallen from power, and his daughter has ended up working as a waitress here!"

"Dr. Lin," Tang Rui called out timidly. She still habitually called Lin Yupeng "Dr.", even though he was no longer a doctor.

"What are you doing here?" Lin Yupeng looked her over and asked in a deep voice.

His words were loaded with meaning, implying, "What are you doing here? What brings you here?"

A blush rose to Tang Rui's pretty face. She walked gracefully to the bedside, her usually intelligent eyes now filled with a faint sadness and fear. She replied softly, "President Zhang sent me to keep you company!"

"Keep you company" obviously meant to sleep with her. After saying this, Tang Rui bit her lip, a resolute glint in her eyes, and moved her hand to unhook her bra.

Lin Yupeng hurriedly pressed down on her delicate hand, pulling her to sit on the bed. Staring into her beautiful eyes, filled with resentment and grievance, he asked in a deep voice, "What exactly happened?"

Chapter 126: A No-Choice Sacrifice

Tang Rui bit her bright red lips as if they were about to bleed, her body trembling slightly. She whispered, "My father is suspected of bribery and embezzling the group's assets. He's currently under the control of President Zhang. He has enough evidence to send my father to jail. I went to President Zhang and begged him to let my father go. President Zhang said he could, but on one condition: he wants me to work as a waitress at the Meidu Hotel, accompanying an important guest, and if I do a good job..." "If he's satisfied, he can release my father."

Lin Yupeng thought to himself, "Tang Gang is Yang Yue's man. It seems Zhang Yueran has already taken action against Yang Yue's henchmen!"

Thinking of this, he smiled wickedly and said, "Would you be willing to accompany me? Would you regret it?"

Tang Rui blushed and said softly, "To save my father, I have no choice. Even if I don't accompany you, they will make me accompany someone else..."

As she spoke, she lowered her head shyly and murmured, "You gave me my life. It's okay if I give you my body. You're not a bad person..." At this point, she bit her cherry lips and began to unhook her bra.

"Wait!" A glint flashed in Lin Yupeng's eyes. He quickly got out of bed and turned off all the lights in the room, plunging it into darkness. Then he found his briefcase, reached inside, and pulled out the camera detector. He turned it on and circled the room, but the indicator light didn't illuminate, meaning there were no cameras in the room. It seemed that although Zhang Yueran was cunning, he wasn't as despicable as Yang Yue.

He then put the camera detector away, returned to bed, turned on the bedside lamp, and pulled Tang Rui into his arms. With a beautiful woman offering herself up, Lin Yupeng naturally wouldn't refuse. He hadn't touched a woman for two days since Qin Xue left, and Tang Rui was perfect for quenching his thirst.

He remembered seeing her naked during her brain tumor surgery, but at the time, he was focused on the patient and couldn't afford any distractions. Today, Tang Rui was offering herself to him, and he was no longer a doctor. It was truly unpredictable and both laughable.

Tang Rui nestled in Lin Yupeng's arms, her face flushed like a ripe apple. Mustering her courage, she pressed her cherry lips to Lin Yupeng's ear and whispered, "Brother Lin, I'm still a virgin. I hope you'll be gentle!"

This was the second woman to say the same thing to Lin Yupeng; the first was Qin Xue.

Lin Yupeng had already realized she was a virgin. A woman as intelligent as her wouldn't easily give her first time to another man. If it weren't for saving her father, she wouldn't have let Lin Yupeng get such a great deal for free.

Actually, Tang Rui had feelings for Lin Yupeng; she was impressed by his profound medical skills and unwavering professionalism.

Tang Rui's bra was already half-pulled down, and Lin Yupeng quickly pulled the other half down as well, revealing the girl's beautiful breasts nakedly before him.

Tang Rui's figure was slightly less impressive than Qin Xue's and Fang Na's, but she was still considered one of the best among women. Lin Yupeng's hands climbed onto her breasts, teasing the nipples, and his passion erupted.

Tang Rui's goal was to give her virginity to Lin Yupeng. Since it was inevitable, why not enjoy this once-in-a-lifetime first night? Therefore, she cooperated fully with Lin Yupeng's actions, her cherry lips emitting waves of seductive moans.

Lin Yupeng's lust was high, and he kissed her fiery red lips, sucking and teasing her delicate tongue. Tang Rui's body began to tremble under his intense stimulation.

The two fell onto the bed together, and Lin Yupeng impatiently ripped off her miniskirt, one hand sliding down to her pubic hair, which was gradually becoming wet and sticky.

Tang Rui closed her beautiful eyes, letting Lin Yupeng do as he pleased with her. She felt a surge of passion coursing through her body, and suddenly felt a flash of light in her lower body as Lin Yupeng pulled down her panties.

Lin Yupeng quickly took off his own clothes, and just as their bodies were exposed, Tang Rui reminded him again, "Please be gentle... ah!"

Before she could finish speaking, Lin Yupeng had already entered her body. She immediately felt a sharp pain in her lower body and groaned loudly, "It hurts... it hurts... be gentle... please!"

Tang Rui pleaded desperately in pain, and Lin Yupeng had no choice but to slow down his movements. But the arrow was already on the bowstring; how could he not release it? Slowly, he began to thrust again, turning Tang Rui into a pool of spring mud amidst her ecstatic moans…

Tang Rui, delicate as a greenhouse flower, had a lower physical endurance than Qin Xue. After several rounds of Lin Yupeng's thrusts, she climaxed three or four times. Lin Yupeng was simply more skilled in that area, but he wasn't just a lecherous scoundrel who only knew how to release his lust. Seeing that Tang Rui couldn't withstand his onslaught, he quickly stopped.

He knew that with his current abilities, ordinary women couldn't satisfy him. After Tang Rui recovered, she began to actively help Lin Yupeng release his pent-up desire, continuing like this until the sky turned a pale white.

Tang Rui, exhausted from her recent loss of virginity, had already fallen into a deep sleep. Lin Yupeng, lying beside her, couldn't sleep at all. After a while, he sat up in bed, dressed, paced around on the floor, and then opened the door.

There stood the cold-blooded killer Xiang Kui, motionless like a javelin, his tiger eyes flashing with lightning, sending chills down one's spine.

He merely glanced at Lin Yupeng, his gaze quickly returning to a single point, though the corner of his eye still lingered on him.

Lin Yupeng thought to himself, "Does this guy not sleep at night? He's inhuman!" Thinking this, he suddenly remembered that Xiang Kui had been wounded in the head on the battlefield. Medical experts had previously documented similar cases; when someone suffered a brain injury, it could lead to a significant reduction in sleep or even complete sleeplessness. Could Xiang Kui have suffered from this aftereffect?

There was no time to investigate these trivial matters now; he needed to control Xiang Kui immediately to ensure his victory.

Back in the room, he sat for a while longer. The sky gradually brightened, and sunlight streamed through the gaps in the gold-threaded curtains, casting a bright patch on the floor.

Lin Yupeng glanced at his watch; it was already past 7 a.m. Tang Rui was still fast asleep. He decided to bid farewell to the woman who had given him her virginity, even though she had ulterior motives. The fact remained that he had taken a woman's most precious virtue.

Lin Yupeng gently woke Tang Rui. She slowly opened her beautiful eyes, feeling sore all over, especially in her lower body. All she wanted now was a good long sleep, perhaps never to wake up again, just to sleep forever.

Chapter 127: Dedicated to Duty

"Brother Lin, are you leaving?" Tang Rui asked softly. She no longer addressed Lin Yupeng as "Doctor," because his behavior had long exceeded the bounds of what a doctor should do.

Lin Yupeng smiled and nodded, gently tucking the blanket over her.

Tang Rui's beautiful eyes flashed with pleading as she said sadly, "Brother Lin, I hope you'll consider the time I spent with you last night and ask President Zhang to spare my father! Also, I don't want to be a waitress at the Meidu Hotel; I want to be your secretary and serve you for life, okay?"
Lin Yupeng thought to himself, "Xiao Ru is already my secretary, and now Tang Rui has come along. It seems my luck with women is going to continue!"

But he didn't have the authority to transfer Tang Rui away, so he said, "Since President Zhang has already agreed to your first condition, it certainly won't change. Your father, Tang Gang, will be fine soon. As for you wanting to be my secretary, that's probably not easy. I already have a secretary!"

Tang Rui's beautiful eyes flashed with resentment as she said sadly, "Now I'm your woman, after all. You...you really have the heart to let me stay here with other guests and make yourself...wear a green hat?" "?"

Her words completely enraged Lin Yupeng. He slammed his hand on the bedside table and said fiercely, "That's right! You're my woman now, how can you stay here? I'll tell President Zhang right away to transfer you to be my secretary. I'm going to be promoted to vice president, having two secretaries isn't unreasonable!"

After saying that, he secretly sighed, "This Tang Rui is really clever. With just one sentence, she's tied me to her. Actually, she's not wrong. She's my woman now, and I can't let her stay in this messy place! What if one day Zhang Yueran suddenly decides to make her accompany someone else? I'll be wearing a green hat then, and that's something I must prevent!"

Thinking of this, Lin Yupeng said to Tang Rui, "You should rest here for now. I'll ask President Zhang to transfer you out of here. But you're still in school, aren't you?" The implication was that Tang Rui didn't even want to go to school anymore, insisting on being a secretary.

Upon hearing this, Tang Rui's beautiful eyes filled with sadness. She said lightly, "It's the holidays now. Let's talk about school later. Right now, I just want to be your secretary."

Lin Yupeng suddenly understood and thought to himself, "That girl Tang Rui is indeed very cunning. She knows that as long as she gets close to me, not only will her father be fine, but he might even be reinstated. It's good to have a powerful backer!"

He didn't say anything, but glanced at Tang Rui a few times, chuckled dryly, and then turned and left the guest room.

"Where's President Zhang?" Lin Yupeng asked Xiang Kui, the bodyguard standing guard at the door.

"Resting!" Xiang Kui replied coldly.

Just then, the door opposite opened, and President Zhang Yueran walked out.

"Good morning, President Zhang!" Lin Yupeng smiled.

"Good morning! Did you sleep well last night?" Zhang Yueran asked with a smile in a deep voice.

"Very well, thank you for the arrangement, President Zhang," Lin Yupeng replied, referring to Zhang Yueran's arrangement for Tang Rui to sleep with him.

Zhang Yueran smiled slightly, his expression calm, seemingly waiting for Lin Yupeng to continue. Lin Yupeng then said, "President Zhang, Tang Rui is still young and a university graduate. I don't think she's suitable to work here. Why don't you transfer her to work within the group?"

Zhang Yueran laughed heartily, "Of course! Tang Rui is a top student in foreign languages. I'll transfer her to the group's logistics service building today to work as a receptionist. When you're promoted to vice president, I plan to transfer her to your office as your secretary. She and Xiaoru, one a foreign language expert and the other a Chinese major, will be perfect assistants!" Before

Lin Yupeng even mentioned wanting Tang Rui as his secretary, Zhang Yueran had already discerned his intentions. Lin Yupeng could only express his gratitude, saying, "Thank you very much, President Zhang. And Tang Rui's father, Tang Gang, what do you think…?"

Zhang Yueran said, "I, Zhang Yueran, always keep my word. Tang Gang's matter is considered closed. He's suspended for reflection. " "I hope he can make amends,"

Lin Yupeng smiled and said, "Thank you, President Zhang."

Zhang Yueran glanced at his watch and said, "Let's go to work! It's almost 8 o'clock!"

Xiang Kui drove Zhang Yueran and Lin Yupeng to Tianqiong Group. At the entrance, the three got out of the car and went through security. Lin Yupeng thought to himself, "This security check is really strict; even the president has to get out of the car for inspection!"

After passing through security, Xiang Kui parked the car in the group's garage. Zhang Yueran pointed to an Audi A4 sedan inside and smiled, "Brother Lin, this car will be your ride for now. When you're promoted to vice president, I'll get you a better one."

Lin Yupeng nodded and said gratefully, "Thank you, President Zhang. This car is quite good." The

garage was full of sedans, including well-known domestic and foreign brands, mostly high-priced ones. The Audi A4 assigned to Lin Yupeng was the cheapest one there.

The garage door slowly closed, with two security guards standing outside. Zhang Yueran and Lin Yupeng returned to their respective offices to work, while the cold-blooded bodyguard, Xiang Kui, naturally followed Lin Yupeng to the product development department's office.

Xiang Kui stood outside the office door like a javelin, his pair of tiger-like eyes flashing with a cold light, exuding an intimidating aura, as if possessed by a plague god. Everyone entering or leaving the office dared not look at him.

Lin Yupeng brought him a chair to sit down, but he simply shook his head, refusing to sit. He stood at the door like a gatekeeper, or like a soldier standing at attention; even if a mosquito landed on his face, he wouldn't scratch it.

"This guy is too conscientious," Lin Yupeng smiled helplessly. Back in his office, Xiao Ru was already busy working.

"Minister Lin, good morning!" Xiao Ru smiled sweetly, but Lin Yupeng could see a hint of reluctance in her smile. She seemed to be in a bad mood today, with a faint cloud of worry between her brows.

Lin Yupeng guessed that she was a little uneasy because of the three deaths that occurred last night. But it wasn't a big deal; she hadn't killed anyone, and the murderer was waiting outside.

"Good morning! Xiaoru, I really have to thank you for last night. I would have been finished without you!" Lin Yupeng smiled, actually trying to gauge Xiaoru's feelings.

"You're welcome!" Xiaoru replied with only three words, her eyes filled with melancholy.

Lin Yupeng originally wanted to ask her why she knew how to use a gun and where it came from, but then he thought that this girl, though seemingly gentle, was no less cunning than Tang Rui. He figured he wouldn't get anything out of her if he pressed her; he'd ask her when he had more power.

In any case, one thing was certain: Xiaoru had no intention of harming him.

Chapter 128 Guessing Game of Underwear Colors

Lin Yupeng returned to his seat and opened the group's internal website. He was immediately struck by two important announcements on the homepage, both brief. The first: "Wei Qifeng, Deputy Director of the Product Development Department of Tianqiong Group, has submitted his resignation for personal reasons. The Board of Directors has approved the resignation, and his responsibilities will be temporarily handled by Deputy Director He Dan."

The second: "Tang Gang, General Manager of Jiakang Medical Equipment Co., Ltd., a subsidiary of Tianqiong Group, has been suspended from his duties due to poor management, resulting in a significant loss this quarter. The General Manager position will be temporarily handled by Deputy General Manager Yu Dongming."

Lin Yupeng couldn't help but sneer after reading them. These two announcements were merely a tactic to deceive outsiders and most employees. Few people knew the truth, and even fewer would suspect that someone here had already passed away. He

had basically nothing to do all day. Near the end of the workday, President Zhang Yueran called, inviting Lin Yupeng and Xiang Kui to dinner at the Xinhang Hotel.

Lin Yupeng had been to the Xinhang Hotel two or three times already. This hotel was supposedly not controlled by the Tianqiong Group, and had virtually no connection to it. However, Tianqiong Group executives frequently dined here, probably because they found the hotel, built on an abandoned aircraft carrier, rather trendy and unique.

Lin Yupeng and Xiang Kui arrived at a luxurious private room on the second floor of the Xinhang Hotel. Several high-ranking leaders from the Tianqiong Group were present: President Zhang Yueran, Vice Presidents Tong Yu and Xu Weiguo, Director of the President's Office Lang Zikun, and Public Relations Director Qiao Fenny. However, Vice President Yang Yue was conspicuously absent. It seemed Yang Yue's current situation was precarious; although he still exercised the powers of a vice president, he had effectively been excluded from the Tianqiong Group's senior management.

Lin Yupeng greeted each of the leaders present and then sat down, with his bodyguard Xiang Kui standing behind him.

Soon, the banquet began, and Zhang Yueran gave a brief toast before everyone began to drink heartily.

The wine was, of course, top-quality, both domestic and international, and the dishes were absolutely top-notch; almost every type of wild game permitted by the state was available.

Qiao Fenny and Lang Zikun sat on either side of Lin Yupeng, constantly pouring him wine and serving him food, showering him with compliments and sweet talk that practically made him feel like he was on cloud nine. Qiao Fenny, in particular, used all her public relations skills, her eyes practically flying, her words dripping with honey.

Lin Yupeng chuckled inwardly, "These two must have heard rumors that I'm going to be promoted to vice president, that's why they're so close to me."

Meanwhile, Zhang Yueran, Tong Yu, and Xu Weiguo chatted as they ate, though it was mostly Zhang Yueran and Tong Yu talking; Xu Weiguo rarely chimed in.

Tong Yu picked up a piece of sea cucumber and swallowed it, smacking his lips. A look of ecstasy appeared on his thin, angular face as he exclaimed in a high-pitched voice, "This dish gets better and better with each bite! Not bad, not bad!"

Zhang Yueran smiled and said, "Yes, generally speaking, seafood is best eaten between winter and spring. Seafood is cleaner at this time. Now it's the height of summer, and although the seafood is plump, some may contain mold or toxins due to the red tide."

Tong Yu chuckled dryly and said, "Mr. Zhang is indeed very knowledgeable. But I'm not afraid of being poisoned. If I were poisoned, I could easily extort money from him." "They're throwing money away."
As he spoke, a look of resentment appeared on his face, and he said in a sinister tone, "Damn it, we brothers have been supporting this New Harbor Hotel enough, coming at least three times a week, and each time we've thrown at least ten thousand or a thousand. The most we ever spent was a hundred thousand, including food and drinks, and the hotel didn't even offer any thanks. They didn't even give us a discount, or at least the general manager should have shown up and exchanged a few pleasantries with us brothers, right?"

Zhang Yueran just smiled and didn't offer any opinion. Xu Weiguo remained expressionless and silently smoked.

As Tong Yu spoke, his small eyes blinked, revealing a lewd glint. He chuckled and said, "President Zhang! I've heard the general manager of this hotel is a stunning beauty. I'd really like to see her!"

Lin Yupeng thought to himself, "This guy's a real lecher; he can't stop talking about women!"

Zhang Yueran chuckled and said, "Actually, I haven't seen her either."

Tong Yu suddenly straightened his face and said seriously, "President Zhang, I think our group should invest in acquiring this hotel. Then we brothers will be much more prestigious when we come here to eat. Acquiring it will only cost a few tens of millions."

"Tens of millions" was nothing to Tong Yu; he spoke with great arrogance.

Zhang Yueran pondered, "Acquiring this hotel is feasible, but I'm afraid they won't agree!"

At this moment, Xu Weiguo interjected, "President Tong's goal isn't just to acquire the hotel, is it?" He implied that Tong Yu wanted to acquire the hotel's beautiful general manager as well.

Upon hearing this, Tong Yu chuckled slyly, "President Xu was absolutely right! Impressive! I admire you!"

While the three presidents chatted, Lin Yupeng, Qiao Fenny, and Lang Zikun drank and talked.

As they drank more, Qiao Fenny's eyes became alluring, and a hint of ambiguity rose on her pretty face. She sweetly smiled and said, "Let's play a little game."

Lang Zikun asked with a smile, "What game? Not some spinning fish head game or drinking games, right? Those are so old-fashioned."

Qiao Fenny's eyes sparkled, and she smiled seductively, "Of course not! Let's play something new this time."

Lin Yupeng asked, "Something new? How do we play?"

Qiao Fenny stared at him with her beautiful eyes, her smile radiant, and uttered three words: "Guess the underwear!"

Lin Yupeng feigned surprise and said, "Guess the underwear?" But in his heart, he thought, "It's definitely going to be something sexually suggestive again." "It's a game."

Jofina's face showed an ambiguous look, and she giggled, "It's very simple! You guess what color my underwear is. If you guess right, I'll punish myself with five drinks; if you guess wrong, you each punish yourself with one drink. I'll give you five chances."

Upon hearing this, Lang Zikun's eyes flashed with a strange light, and he waved his hand with a wicked smile, "Forget it, I forfeit. I've given all five chances to Minister Lin. I'll punish myself with five drinks first."

As he spoke, he picked up the brandy bottle on the table, called the waiter to bring five stemmed glasses, filled five glasses, and drank all five glasses in a row without changing his expression. He seemed to be a veteran of the "alcohol battlefield."

Lin Yupeng thought to himself, "How many colors of women's underwear are there? Five chances, how could he not guess? Lang Zikun gave up too early!"

Not yet understanding the intricacies of the situation, he smiled and said, "If he gave up, I'll guess!" He then glanced at Qiao Fenny's lower body attire beside him. She was wearing a light green short skirt, her full, rounded, and sexy legs encased in black plaid stockings, her snow-white, translucent skin peeking through, perfectly showcasing her mature and mysterious beauty.

Lin Yupeng chuckled and guessed, "Red?" That's a common color for women's underwear.

Chapter 129 Passion Burns

Qiao Fenny giggled and shook her head, saying sweetly, "Wrong! A penalty drink!"

Lin Yupeng chuckled and had no choice but to pour himself a drink and drink it down. Then he continued to guess, "White?"

Qiao Fenny shook her head again, her eyes sparkling with allure, her jade face even more suggestive. Seeing that he had guessed wrong again, Lin Yupeng had no choice but to down another drink, thinking, "Is this woman playing a trick on me?"

After finishing the second drink, he continued to guess, guessing three more colors in a row. Qiao Fenny kept giggling and shaking her head, saying she was wrong. Meanwhile, Lang Zikun chuckled dryly, "How about that? You guessed wrong, didn't you? I was right!"

Lin Yupeng chuckled and downed three more drinks. His alcohol tolerance was practically unbeatable; these few drinks were like stones sinking into the sea. He asked Qiao Fenny with curiosity, "Sister Fenny, what color underwear are you wearing? It's time to reveal the answer!"

Qiao Fenny suddenly pressed her cherry lips to his... A seductive voice whispered in Lin Yupeng's ear, "You'll never guess. Let's go to the restroom and I'll tell you."

Lin Yupeng's heart skipped a beat: "Trying to lure me to the restroom? You're not planning to use this as an excuse to get intimate, are you? Hehe, do you think I'm afraid of you? I want to see what kind of underwear you're wearing."

He and Qiao Fenny left the private room one after the other and went to the hotel's restroom.

The Xinhang Hotel's restroom was spacious, luxuriously decorated, spotless, and absolutely high-class. No wonder some people say you can judge a hotel's quality just by looking at its restroom.

Entering the restroom, there was a large hanging mirror, below which were faucets and hand dryers. On the left and right were rows of men's and women's stalls, separated by partitions.

The restroom was empty. Qiao Fenny's beautiful eyes lit up with joy. She gently closed the door, turned and gave Lin Yupeng a charming wink, smiling sweetly, "Minister Lin, this time I'll let you see the color of my underwear!"

Lin Yupeng's eyes were fixed on her alluring lower body, like a ripe peach. He chuckled dryly, "Alright, I'd like to see what color panties you're wearing. I've guessed five times and still haven't guessed." Qiao

Fenny giggled, her laughter possessing a magnetic quality unique to mature women—a very sexy and seductive voice, the kind that drives men wild.

She looked at him with seductive eyes and lifted her light green skirt. Lin Yupeng's gaze fell upon what was beneath the skirt, and he was immediately stunned! A look of surprise and ambiguity appeared on his face!

Qiao Fenny was right; Lin Yupeng could never guess the color of her panties, because she wasn't wearing any!

Her skirt revealed the alluring curves of her thighs and her alluring, voluptuous area. The surrounding vegetation had been trimmed, revealing the two tender petals clearly.

Qiao Fenny lifted the skirt briefly and then quickly lowered it again, her captivating eyes filled with provocation. She giggled, "How about it?" "Brother Lin, can you see what color it is?"

Lin Yupeng said seriously, "I see it. Sister Fanny cheated! How am I supposed to guess if you're not wearing underwear?"

Qiao Fanny giggled and said charmingly, "You're wrong. I'm wearing underwear, and it's transparent."

Lin Yupeng laughed and said, "Sister Fanny is so funny!"

Qiao Fanny said intently, "What, you don't believe me? Then feel it!"

After saying that, she took Lin Yupeng's hand and pulled him into a men's restroom next door. She turned around and locked the door. Her fair face was flushed with desire. She stood on tiptoe and pressed her cherry lips close to Lin Yupeng's face. Her beautiful eyes were fixed on his eyes, and she said with a flirtatious laugh, "Brother Lin, feel it!"

Lin Yupeng chuckled and said, "Isn't this inappropriate?" "

Jofenny's silvery laughter rang out again. She gently rubbed her cherry lips against Lin Yupeng's lips twice, and her jade-like hands guided one of Lin Yupeng's hands slowly into his skirt.

Lin Yupeng's hand traversed mountains and rivers, his index finger finally squeezing into that mysterious area, stirring it inside, drawing out a gurgling spring.

Jofenny moaned softly, and after a while, she opened her captivating black grape-like eyes, her face full of lust as she smiled seductively, "You've seen and touched my panties, shouldn't I see yours now?"

As she spoke, without waiting for Lin Yupeng's consent, her pair of slender, jade-like hands snaked down, unzipping Lin Yupeng's pants.

Lin Yupeng felt a heat in his lower body as Jofenny held his important parts in her hands, gently playing with them. Her technique was very gentle, instantly arousing the surging passion within him.

Immediately afterward, Qiao Fenny leaned down and gently parted her lips. Lin Yupeng felt a warm, smooth sensation in his erection, an incredibly pleasurable sensation.
Qiao Fenny's oral skills were impressive, but Lin Yupeng's stamina was even stronger. More than ten minutes later, he was still erect. Qiao Fenny couldn't help but look up, her face showing surprise and delight. She laughed lasciviously, "Brother Lin, you're amazing! A true man! I'm impressed!" As she spoke, she gently adjusted Lin Yupeng's pants and whispered in his ear, "Brother Lin, not today. President Zhang will be looking for us soon. When we have time later, I'll play with you properly."

Lin Yupeng chuckled wickedly, "Alright, I'll definitely keep you company!"

The two of them came out of the restroom as if nothing had happened, returning to the luxurious private room to continue drinking, eating, and chatting.

Meanwhile, Tong Yu was already quite drunk, talking about immediately acquiring the Xinhang Hotel and then about finding a good place to have some fun tonight.

After several rounds of drinks and dishes, Tong Yu suggested going to a nearby karaoke bar, while Lin Yupeng got up to say goodbye to Zhang Yueran and head home.

"Brother Lin, aren't you going to the karaoke bar?" Zhang Yueran asked in a deep voice.

"Sorry, I've had a bit too much to drink, I want to go home and rest," Lin Yupeng replied with a smile.

"Alright then! Let Xiang Kui drive you all home," Zhang Yueran said with a smile.

So Xiang Kui drove the Audi A4 assigned to Lin Yupeng, and, following Lin Yupeng's directions, returned to his home.

Xiang Kui was now Lin Yupeng's bodyguard, so naturally he was inseparable from him and came to his house as well.

Upon entering, Xiang Kui surveyed the house, his eyes gleaming, remaining silent the entire time. Finally, he walked to a corner of the living room near the door, stood with his hands at his sides, motionless like a wooden sculpture.

Lin Yupeng smiled helplessly, thinking to himself, "Is there nothing else this guy does in his life besides protecting people and killing?"

Suddenly remembering that Xiang Kui had been standing behind him during dinner and hadn't eaten a single bite, Lin Yupeng smiled and said, "Old Xiang, you must be hungry, right? What would you like to eat? I'll get you something!" Xiang Kui's eyes flashed, and he coldly asked, "Do you have any raw meat?" Lin Yupeng's heart skipped a beat. He thought to himself, "This guy eats raw meat! That's really barbaric, like going back to

the

ancient

times of eating raw meat and drinking blood!"

So he smiled and said, "I have raw beef."

Xiang Kui slowly nodded and coldly added, "Do you have any chili sauce?"

Lin Yupeng replied, "Yes!"

Xiang Kui said, "That's all for now, and get a ladle of cold water!"

Lin Yupeng had no choice but to comply. He took out a large piece of raw beef from the refrigerator, weighing about two pounds, washed it with water—this was the material he planned to use to make braised beef—found a bottle of chili sauce, filled a ladle with cold water from the tap, and placed these three items on the dining table in the living room. Then he found a chair and placed it in front of Xiang Kui.

He smiled and said, "Everything's ready, go ahead and eat."

Xiang Kui took two steps forward, his eyes landing on the raw beef still glistening with blood and veins. He reached out and tore off a piece, weighing about three ounces, dipped it in the chili sauce beside him, and then stuffed it into his mouth and began to chew.

Lin Yupeng was stunned, thinking, "He can actually eat such a large piece of raw beef? He's practically inhuman!"

Actually, Lin Yupeng didn't know that the cruelty and hardship of war were unimaginable. In that brutal border war, Xiang Kui had practically crawled out of piles of corpses, enduring all kinds of suffering. Sometimes, when their cooking utensils were destroyed by artillery fire, they had to eat raw food and drink dirty water. On several occasions, when they were desperately hungry, they even ate human flesh—of course, it was the flesh of the enemy!

Lin Yupeng watched as Xiang Kui ate a mouthful of raw meat in one hand and a sip of cold water in the other, finishing two pounds of raw beef in less than five minutes, and emptying the ladle of cold water as well.

"Are you full?" Lin Yupeng asked.

Xiang Kui nodded and straightened up. Lin Yupeng then said, "Why don't you sleep in the study across the hall tonight? There's a bed there!"

Xiang Kui shook his head and said, "No need, a chair is fine!"

Just then, Lin Yupeng's phone rang. A text message had arrived. He hurriedly took out his phone to check, only to see that the message was sent from a hidden number, containing just three simple and strange words: "About cars."

Xiang Kui's cold, sharp gaze also swept over Lin Yupeng's text message, a glint of unfathomable light flashing in his eyes. His expression was grave, and he remained silent.

Lin Yupeng listened to the text message and read it over and over, his mind racing. He could understand the three words "About cars" in the strange message—what did that mean? Was it related to cars? Who sent this message?

He entered the lab with his phone, sat down at the computer, staring at the text message, his mind continuing to analyze: "The three characters '关于车' (regarding cars) sound like 'tanker truck' in Chinese, so if we follow the homophones, it means 'tanker truck'! What does 'tanker truck' mean?"

Lin Yupeng stared at his phone again and realized that "关于车" was exactly the first three characters when typing "tanker truck" in pinyin. He deduced that the person who sent the message was probably in a hurry and didn't have time to send the correct characters, so they could only send these three. What's wrong with 'tanker truck'?

Regardless, Lin Yupeng memorized the words "tanker truck."

He then turned on his computer, activated the robot operating system, and realized he hadn't seen anything in Yang Yue's lounge for two days, from Sunday to today. Especially now that the struggle with Yang Yue had become public, he needed to monitor him to prevent any last-ditch effort.

Sunday was a rest day, so naturally there was no information in the lounge. At 10 a.m. on Monday, Yang Yue and Xiao Fen walked in one after the other; Wei Qifeng wasn't there.

Yang Yue, as usual, first indulged in his drug addiction, then opened his surveillance footage. Lin Yupeng's activities in his office and lounge were clearly displayed before Yang Yue's eyes.

Wei Qifeng delivering flowers, Lin Yupeng asking Xiao Ru to massage him in the lounge, and the things he said—all were shown like a movie.

After watching, Yang Yue's expression grew increasingly serious, a cold glint appearing in his eyes. He pulled out his phone and quickly dialed a number.

"Xiao Feng!" "Be careful these next few days, Lin Yupeng is going to make a move on you," Yang Yue's tone was very firm. "Xiao Feng" was naturally referring to Wei Qifeng.

Lin Yupeng couldn't hear what Wei Qifeng was saying, but he heard Yang Yue repeat the warning, "Lin Yupeng isn't so easy to deal with! You must be careful, don't make any rash moves."

After saying that, he hung up the phone, his face cold and heavy, as if covered with frost.

Lin Yupeng thought to himself, "Yang Yue is indeed cunning, he's already figured out I'm going to make a move on Wei Qifeng, it's a pity Wei Qifeng didn't listen to Yang Yue."

Yang Yue closed his eyes and pondered for a while in the lounge, then walked out. The day was over. Lin Yupeng rewound the clock, reaching Tuesday, which was today.

Yang Yue had to come to the lounge to use drugs every morning when his withdrawal symptoms kicked in, and today was no exception, but his face was very... His appearance was worse than yesterday; a cloud of worry hung between his brows, and his face showed resentment and anger.

Only after Xiao Fen injected two doses of drugs into his arm muscles did his expression brighten, his brows relax, and he entered that illusory paradise.

About an hour later, Yang Yue slowly opened his eyes, his gaze flashing with sharp light, but his face still showed resentment. He glanced at Xiao Fen, who had been kneeling in front of him, serving him the drugs, and sighed deeply, saying, "Xiao Fen, I'm afraid my drug use has been exposed! Wei Qifeng's mysterious disappearance must have been executed by Boss Zhang."

Xiao Fen's expression changed, her beautiful eyes filled with panic. She said, "What should we do? Mr. Yang, you should hide first!"

Yang Yue stared at Xiao Fen, smiled coldly, and said, "Xiao Fen, you've been serving me while I was using drugs. Not reporting this is also a violation of the company's rules. You're guilty of the same crime as me." Xiao Fen's

pretty face showed fear, and she said softly, "I'm just a woman. I can only leave it to fate. Now, before they find you, you can still leave."

Hearing this, Yang Yue's anger flared up. He glared and said hatefully, "I'm not reconciled! I've worked diligently for the company for twenty years, and in the end, I've ended up empty-handed and even risked my life. Especially since I was defeated by a mere brat. I'm not convinced! I must take revenge!"
Yang Yue became more and more agitated as he spoke, his eyes bloodshot, and his face contorted.

"It seems Yang Yue is going to make a desperate gamble!" Lin Yupeng thought to himself, then suddenly remembered the strange text message "related to a car"—a tanker truck. Could someone be hinting that Yang Yue's revenge was related to the tanker truck?

He saw Yang Yue sitting on the sofa, deep in thought for a long time, then abruptly get up and leave the lounge with Xiao Fen. He didn't come back until that evening.

Chapter 131 Controlling the Cold-Blooded Killer

With the surveillance of Yang Yue over, Lin Yupeng decided to carry out the second task of the night: controlling the killer Xiang Kui.

He first performed maintenance on Little Flying Insect No. 1. The last mission to modify Fang Na had been successfully completed, and he hoped this time would be as successful, as time was running out.

After maintenance, he released Little Flying Insect No. 1. This time the target was very close, right in the living room.

It was already 1 a.m., and Xiang Kui was sitting firmly in his chair, completely still, eyes slightly closed, breathing evenly—he was probably asleep.

Even when dozing off, this kind of person remains highly alert, waking up at the slightest sound or noise. Fortunately, Lin Yupeng's tiny flying insect was small and made no noise during flight, easily entering Xiang Kui's nostril.

The robot had entered human brains many times before, and since everyone's brain structure is the same, this time, Little Flying Insect No. 1 smoothly entered Xiang Kui's brain, located the memory storage area, inserted the memory chip, and began deciphering the brain's memories.

The human brain has four main memory areas; Lin Yupeng decided to start by deciphering Xiang Kui's family area. He selected Xiang Kui's family area and clicked the "Intelligent Deciphering" button.

Less than two minutes later, a dialog box suddenly popped up on the memory decryptor, displaying the message: "The kinship zone has 112.3 million brain cells, with a utilization rate of 0%, indicating extreme lack of kinship!"

Lin Yupeng's heart skipped a beat: "Xiang Kui's kinship zone utilization rate is 0%, meaning he has absolutely no kinship whatsoever! How terrifying!"

He suddenly remembered Zhang Yueran mentioning that Xiang Kui's brain had been severely injured on the battlefield, and that injury might have caused the cells in the kinship zone to die, resulting in kinship amnesia.

Thinking of this, he sighed. How cold-hearted could someone without kinship be!

Lin Yupeng then found the "love zone" and clicked "intelligent decryption." He didn't hold out much hope; if he had no kinship, his love zone was probably even more empty.

Sure enough, less than a minute later, the memory cracker popped up a dialog box that read: "The Love Zone has 121,111 brain cells, with a utilization rate of 0%, indicating extreme lack of love!"

Lin Yupeng smiled helplessly. It seemed his hopes rested on the Friendship Zone. He quickly clicked "Smart Cracking," and saw the progress bar below the dialog box moving very slowly, indicating that there was information to be cracked. This meant that Xiang Kui's Friendship Zone contained content.

He estimated that it would take at least two hours to completely crack it, so he returned to his bedroom, lay down on the bed, and took a nap. Suddenly, the passionate scene with Qiao Fenny in the bathroom that evening flashed through his mind. He sighed inwardly, thinking how lewd this woman was; it seemed many men in the company were infatuated with her.

About two hours later, Lin Yupeng got out of bed and left the bedroom. Passing through the living room, he noticed Xiang Kui was still dozing with his eyes closed. He went to the lab and saw the scale had reached 100%. A dialog box popped up, displaying: "Friendship Zone has 153.22 brain cells, utilization rate 69%, indicating a high level of friendship abundance; stored memory cells are approximately 105.72, decryption rate 71%, successfully decrypting 329,751 memory images."

Lin Yupeng's heart skipped a beat. Xiang Kui's Friendship Zone utilization rate was more than double that of an average person, and the number of decrypted images was also more than double. It seemed that the memory cells missing in his Family and Romantic Zones had been compensated for in the Friendship Zone, making him an absolutely loyal and devoted person, willing to go through fire and water for his friends.

Lin Yupeng then clicked on the character search; all the images were grouped into a folder. Opening it, he found it was full of information about Zhang Yueran, indicating that Zhang Yueran undoubtedly held the most important place in his heart.

Lin Yupeng randomly opened a few memory photos, finding that they all depicted scenes from the battlefield. Smoke filled the air, and flames raged. Zhang Yueran was very young then, only in his early twenties, wearing a green military uniform, a steel helmet, and holding a submachine gun. He was imposing and spirited, radiating youthful courage and bravery—a stark contrast to his current calm and experienced self.

In those war-torn years, countless passionate young people fought bravely for every inch of their motherland's land, their blood staining the battlefield.

One photo showed a scene of rest during a lull in the fighting. In the trenches, some soldiers were dozing, some were reading letters from home, and some were cleaning their guns. Zhang Yueran stood with his hands behind his back, gazing ahead, probably still observing the enemy situation.

There was another image: Zhang Yueran was prone, carrying someone on his back, holding a submachine gun. Due to the angle, only the person's hands and feet were visible, covered in blood. Zhang Yueran's body was splattered with mud and blood. Many corpses lay scattered around him, and a shell exploded not far away, sending flames soaring and dust flying.

Lin Yupeng speculated that this might be the scene of Zhang Yueran carrying the wounded Xiang Kui, breaking through a hail of bullets. He looked at a few more images, mostly battlefield scenes, with some at the Tianqiong Group, all related to Zhang Yueran.

Xiang Kui's Friendship Zone was successfully cracked; next, the Stranger Zone needed to be cracked. Lin Yupeng hoped that the Stranger Zone would contain information about him, making the data transfer easier.

So he clicked on the intelligent cracking of the "Stranger Zone," and saw that the progress bar was moving faster than in the Friendship Zone, indicating that the Stranger Zone actually contained less information than the Friendship Zone.

About an hour later, the unfamiliar area was deciphered. The dialog box displayed: "The unfamiliar area contains 373.18 million brain cells, with a utilization rate of 20%. It stores approximately 74.636 million memory cells, with a decryption rate of 72%. 83,290 memory images have been successfully deciphered."

Lin Yupeng immediately clicked "Person Search," and many folders appeared on the memory decryptor's screen. He checked the numbers and found there were over 2,000 folders.

Lin Yupeng felt a headache coming on. How could he find himself among so many people? It seemed the content stored in the unfamiliar area was indeed complex, but there was no other way but to search one by one according to the depth of memory.

He started searching one by one, and after a full hour, he finally found the folder containing his information. It contained over 500 pieces of information about him, including images of their first meeting at the Meidu Hotel, and many more scenes from their interactions over the past two days.

Lin Yupeng felt that there was too little information about him, so he had to strengthen it. He then began to manipulate the small flying insects to replicate his information on a large scale, which was to stimulate cell regeneration. When he reached 10,000 memory images, he stopped replicating and transferred half of Zhang Yueran's information from the Friendship Zone to the Unfamiliar Zone. The remaining space was then filled with his own information.

Chapter 132 Accident and Murder

Because Xiang Kui's situation was very special, Lin Yupeng did not dare to easily transplant all the information. He only completed half of the process, observing Xiang Kui's reaction before deciding on the next step of the modification plan.

After all this work, it was already past 7 a.m. Lin Yupeng came out of the laboratory and found Xiang Kui still resting with his eyes closed, his face calm and his breathing even.

He slowly walked towards Xiang Kui, when suddenly Xiang Kui opened his eyes, stood up abruptly, and his eyes flashed with a fierce light. When he saw Lin Yupeng, his gaze changed!

Lin Yupeng found that the way Xiang Kui looked at him now was somewhat similar to the way he looked at Zhang Yueran. It was a look of awe and obedience, and it also contained some complex meanings.

He was overjoyed: "It seems my brain cell transplant is working again. Next time I'll do a full transplant and completely control this killer."

Lin Yupeng went to the kitchen and made breakfast. Xiang Kui was still eating raw meat with chili sauce, and he also asked for ten more raw eggs. He poked a hole in one with his finger and poured the egg white and yolk into his mouth, drinking it like water.

After breakfast, Xiang Kui drove Lin Yupeng to Tianqiong Group.

Xihai Road in Dongwan District was the only way to Tianqiong Group, and Lin Yupeng passed through here every day on his way to work.

Xiang Kui drove fast and steadily, with skillful technique. Lin Yupeng sat in the passenger seat, his eyes slightly closed, lost in thought.

When he opened his eyes, his Audi sedan had already entered Xihai Road, with a median strip planted with small shrubs on the left.

They came to a red light ahead, and Lin Yupeng's car came to a smooth stop. At that moment, he saw a tanker truck approaching from Jishun Street, which intersected with Xihai Road on the left.

The traffic light on Jishun Street was green, and it was going to turn red in less than ten seconds, so the tanker truck was driving very fast; the driver must have been trying to get through the signal as quickly as possible.

As soon as Lin Yupeng saw the tanker truck, he thought of the strange text message from the previous night, which sounded like "tanker truck." He glanced at Xiang Kui beside him and saw a cold glint in his eyes.

Their hearts jumped, and their eyes simultaneously fell on the truck.

Suddenly—after crossing the traffic light, the tanker truck abruptly tilted its head and charged wildly towards Lin Yupeng's Audi A4 like a runaway horse!

In that split second, Xiang Kui and Lin Yupeng's expressions changed drastically, and they shouted simultaneously, "Jump!"

The tanker truck was coming at a ferocious speed; the two of them kicked open the doors and sprang out of the car like arrows released from a bow.

With a deafening roar, the tanker truck crashed into Lin Yupeng's Audi, causing a massive explosion. Gasoline spilled everywhere, turning the roadside into a sea of fire!

Lin Yupeng, using all his strength, lurched onto the pedestrian crossing, rolling more than ten steps. The heat from the explosion burned his back, and he sustained minor abrasions to his arms, abdomen, and knees, none of which were life-threatening.

Xiang Kui crashed into the median strip, damaging some bushes before coming to a stop. He also suffered abrasions, but was otherwise unharmed.

The scene was chaotic. Lin Yupeng's Audi was completely destroyed, covered in black ash. A large truck and two taxis were also damaged, the truck driver killed instantly, and one taxi driver seriously injured while two others sustained minor injuries.

As for the tanker truck involved in the accident, it was completely totaled, and the driver was nowhere to be found, presumably having jumped out and fled just before the crash.

The scene was instantly chaotic. Traffic police arrived to handle the situation. Lin Yupeng and Xiang Kui got up from the ground, exchanged a glance, and went to the traffic police to give their statements.

Just as they finished giving their statements, the Dongwan District Criminal Investigation Team arrived. The officers were Ruan Yihong and Cui Junming.

Upon seeing Lin Yupeng, covered in dust and with torn clothes, Ruan Yihong's large, watery eyes widened in surprise. "It's you?" she exclaimed.

Lin Yupeng smiled helplessly and said, "Sigh! Bad luck, but I suspect this is murder! You should open a case and investigate immediately."

Ruan Yihong nodded and continued to question Lin Yupeng about the circumstances of the incident. Xiang Kui remained silent; his minor injuries were nothing to him. His sharp eyes flashed coldly as he scrutinized the accident scene.

Cui Junming ignored Lin Yupeng, circled the scene, his eyes gleaming as he searched for any clues left behind.

Just then, another traffic policeman approached from the opposite direction. He was about thirty years old, tall, with a dark complexion; judging from his shoulder insignia, he was likely a deputy captain of the district traffic police brigade.

"Captain Yang, hello!" Ruan Yihong greeted the officer first, then began discussing the hit-and-run case with him.

"I think this is just a simple hit-and-run case, and the possibility of premeditated murder is very low!" Captain Yang offered his opinion.

Lin Yupeng immediately became angry. If it was handled as a hit-and-run case, the traffic police would be in charge of the investigation; if it was handled as a premeditated murder case, the criminal police would be in charge. So he hurriedly interjected, "I think this is a premeditated murder. Please handle this impartially."

Captain Yang's sharp eyes immediately fell on Lin Yupeng, and he said coldly, "We have already investigated the scene. The tanker truck's brakes failed, which was the direct cause of this accident. The determination of a case focuses on evidence, not subjective feelings and assumptions!"

His words were clearly directed at Lin Yupeng. Lin Yupeng couldn't help but glance at the name tag he was wearing, which read three words in the name column: "Yang Yaozong". Lin Yupeng's heart skipped a beat .

The name sounded familiar. He racked his brain, searching his memory, and suddenly remembered a record in Director Dong's mysterious ledger: Yang Yue had asked Director Dong Bin to help his nephew, Yang Yaozong, get a job in the traffic police team, receiving 200,000 RMB in one go. It must be this traffic policeman in front of him!

He did a quick calculation: in less than two years, this Yang Yaozong had actually become the deputy captain of the district branch. Considering today's case, he insisted it was a simple hit-and-run, obstructing the criminal police from opening a case for suspected murder, and intentionally favoring the driver who caused the accident. It seemed this matter was definitely related to his uncle, Yang Yue!

Thinking of this, Lin Yupeng gave Yang Yaozong a cold smile and said, "Captain Yang, I have evidence to prove this was premeditated murder!"

Upon hearing this, Yang Yaozong's eyes flashed with a sharp light, his face showing disdain. He said in a deep voice, "Oh? Then tell me!"

In Chapter 133 of the main text, Lin

Yupeng took out his phone. Fortunately, it had been in his pocket and hadn't been damaged when he fell. He pulled out the mysterious text message that read "about a car (tanker truck)," and handed it to Yang Yaozong, saying, "Take a look! This is a text message someone anonymously sent me last night. The three characters spell out 'tanker truck,' clearly a warning to be careful of tanker trucks. Isn't this an implication that someone wants to use a tanker truck to murder me?"

Yang Yaozong glanced at the text message, smiled dismissively, and said, "Just this text message? Maybe someone sent it by mistake? The evidence isn't enough!"

At this moment, Cui Junming leaned over and glanced at the text message. A sharp glint flashed in his eyes, and he pondered, "I think it's premeditated murder. I will request the director to transfer this case to our criminal investigation team for investigation!"

Yang Yaozong's face immediately turned ugly, but Lin Yupeng felt a surge of pride. Although he didn't have a good impression of Cui Junming, he had at least supported him this time, so Lin Yupeng immediately smiled and thanked him.

Then, Lin Yupeng quietly pulled Ruan Yihong aside and whispered, "Will this case be handed over to your criminal investigation team?" Actually, Lin Yupeng knew in his heart that Dong Bin would probably suppress the case again.

Ruan Yihong nodded and said, "Yes, I think so! Look, your arm is injured, why don't you go to the hospital to get it treated?"

Seeing that his arm was still bleeding, Lin Yupeng quickly hailed a taxi with Xiang Kui and left the scene. On the way to the hospital, Xiang Kui called Zhang Yueran to report the serious incident that had occurred that morning.

After Xiang Kui hung up, Lin Yupeng asked, "What did President Zhang say?"

"He told us to get it bandaged at the hospital first, and he'll send someone to pick us up later," Xiang Kui said coldly.

Lin Yupeng and Xiang Kui took a taxi to the nearest hospital on Xihai Road. After paying the fare, Xiang Kui was the first to get out of the taxi, followed closely by Lin Yupeng. His feet had barely touched the ground when Xiang Kui suddenly shouted, "Duck!"

Lin Yupeng reacted swiftly, immediately ducking down. A series of sharp gunshots rang out behind him; a volley of bullets struck the taxi roof and the nearby ground, sending sparks flying!

Xiang Kui quickly pulled out a pistol from his pocket, turned, and climbed back into the taxi. Lin Yupeng had already retreated as well. Xiang Kui then shouted at the taxi driver, "Drive! Tianqiong Group!"

Xiang Kui was no fool. He sensed that the enemy was in the shadows while he was in the open, and that there must be more than one assassin lurking around the hospital. Going to the hospital now would be suicide. He immediately got back into the car and told the driver to drive back to Tianqiong Group; only Tianqiong Group was safe now.

The driver was too timid; terrified by the gunshot and Xiang Kui's menacing appearance, he nearly wet himself. He stammered, "Forget the car, you can drive!"

With that, he scurried out of the car as if he'd been struck by lightning. Xiang Kui immediately took the driver's seat, started the taxi, and sped towards the Tianqiong Group.

Halfway there, Lin Yupeng called Zhang Yueran to report the attack. Zhang Yueran's tone was stern, ordering Lin Yupeng and Xiang Kui to return to the Tianqiong Group immediately.

Upon arriving at the Tianqiong Group's entrance, a team of over thirty security guards, all concealed firearms, surrounded the taxi. Lin Yupeng and Xiang Kui slowly emerged.

The security guards, like stars surrounding the moon, protected them as they entered the Tianqiong Group. As for the taxi, someone else would handle it—simply find the owner and pay them some compensation.

Lin Yupeng and Xiang Kui first went to the group's medical room, where their wounds were treated briefly with hemostatic and pain-relieving ointment, and then bandaged.

He realized then that going to the hospital was a mistake; he hadn't expected the other side to use such a ruthless attack. If it weren't for Xiang Kui's quick thinking, he would probably be dead by now.

A security guard approached Lin Yupeng and said, "President Zhang requests your presence. Please follow me to the president's office!"

So, led by the security guard, Lin Yupeng and Xiang Kui took the elevator to the 25th floor, arriving at the Tianqiong Group's president's office.
Zhang Yueran had three president's offices. Lin Yupeng entered the first office, a large room with luxurious furnishings, twice as spacious as Yang Yue's vice president's office, and fully equipped, comparable to a presidential suite in a five-star hotel.

Zhang Yueran sat calmly in the center on a luxurious multi-functional swivel chair. Behind him stood two security guards, each with a cold expression and piercing eyes.

As soon as Lin Yupeng entered the CEO's office, he was greeted by a refreshing, fragrant breeze that was indescribably pleasant.

Upon seeing Lin Yupeng, Zhang Yueran immediately pointed to the luxurious fabric sofa next to his desk. Lin Yupeng said "thank you" and sat down, sinking into it. He felt as if countless warm, soft hands were massaging him, incredibly comfortable and relaxing; the sofa must be air-conditioned.

Xiang Kui stood beside Lin Yupeng, head bowed, in his signature pose, his body as still as a javelin, his face expressionless, his gaze fixed on a single line, his piercing eyes like flashes of cold lightning.

"What's going on?" Zhang Yueran asked with concern, a cold glint in his eyes.

Lin Yupeng explained what had just happened to Zhang Yueran, and finally added in a deep voice, "This matter is definitely related to Yang Yue!"

Zhang Yueran's expression was cold and solemn, and he pondered, "I know, Yang Yue is definitely going to make a last-ditch effort to take action against you soon!"

Lin Yupeng asked, "Did Yang Yue come to work today?"

Zhang Yueran sneered, "Of course he came. If he didn't come, wouldn't that be an admission of guilt?"

Lin Yupeng chuckled dryly, "Since he's here, dealing with him within our group is easy, isn't it?"

Zhang Yueran looked troubled and pondered, "Chairman Jin hasn't informed me of his punishment yet, so I can't act on my own!"

Lin Yupeng smiled helplessly, "Then we'll just have to wait. President Zhang, you should also be careful. Yang Yue's target might not just be me!" The implication was that Yang Yue's target was also Zhang Yueran himself.

Lin Yupeng and Xiang Kui came out of the president's office and went to the dressing room to change into new suits; the old ones were already battered and bruised.

The two arrived at the product development department's office. Xiang Kui was still waiting outside, while Lin Yupeng stepped inside. It was almost 10 o'clock, and his secretary, Xiao Ru, had already started working inside. Upon seeing Lin Yupeng enter, her beautiful eyes widened in surprise.

"Good morning, Minister Lin!" she greeted him sweetly as usual.

"Good morning! Actually, it's not that early, almost noon," Lin Yupeng chuckled self-deprecatingly.

(Chapter 134: Tense Confrontation)

Lin Yupeng was now wearing a new suit, highly breathable and cool to the touch. His bandaged injury was cleverly concealed by the suit, so Xiao Ru hadn't noticed his minor injury. She was only puzzled as to why he was so late.

As a secretary, she had no right to inquire about her superiors' affairs, so Xiao Ru simply smiled sweetly and went back to her work.

Lin Yupeng sat grimly in the sofa chair behind his desk, his mind still replaying the terrifying scene that had just unfolded. He thought to himself, "Both groups of assassins seemed well-trained and prepared, especially the guy driving the tanker truck. He managed to jump out and escape at the crucial moment; he must be a professional killer. If it weren't for that text message last night reminding Xiang Kui and me to be wary of tanker trucks, we might have been dead already! Damn

, Yang Yue is ruthless! He actually hired a bunch of professional assassins!" Then he thought about how the company's punishment of Yang Yue hadn't been finalized yet. Would Yang Yue try to kill him again?

After lunch, he returned to his office to continue his afternoon work. With Wei Qifeng's downfall, He Dan, who was acting as his replacement, had become very busy. In the afternoon, she came to Lin Yupeng with a stack of reports and documents to get stamped.

"Could this woman also have something to do with Yang Yue?" Lin Yupeng wondered to himself, watching her turn and leave.

Suddenly, the phone rang. Lin Yupeng answered, and President Zhang Yueran's voice came through: "Come to conference room 2232 immediately. Only Xiang Kui is allowed. I need to announce an important decision on behalf of the board of directors and Chairman Jin."

It was only a short sentence, but it carried an imposing and irresistible authority.

Lin Yupeng hung up, secretly thinking, "What decision is Zhang Yueran going to announce? In the name of the board, could it be that he's going to punish Yang Yue? That would be great!"

This meeting room, number 2232, was a small conference room, also a secret meeting room of the Sky Dome Group. The steel-framed door was equipped with a hidden jammer, rendering all communication devices on anyone entering the room ineffective, including surveillance equipment such as eavesdropping devices and cameras. As

soon as Lin Yupeng entered this secret meeting room, he felt the atmosphere was so tense it was suffocating; the air seemed to have frozen. He saw President Zhang Yueran sitting calmly and steadily in the center of the large round conference table, with two security guards standing behind him, both with serious expressions.

Zhang Yueran's face was as cold as iron, as if covered with a layer of frost, his eyes gleaming with a sharp light.

Vice Presidents Tong Yu and Xu Weiguo sat on either side of Zhang Yueran, both with solemn expressions. Even Tong Yu, who usually loved to joke around, now had a stern face, his small eyes darting around nervously.

Lin Yupeng immediately spotted Yang Yue present, sitting beside Tong Yu with a grim and somber expression. When their eyes met, Lin Yupeng saw a venomous glint and a menacing murderous intent in Yang Yue's eyes. Lin Yupeng chuckled

inwardly, "Your trial is about to begin. Let's see what new tricks you can pull!"

Yang Yue's bodyguard, Cuban, stood behind him, staring straight ahead with a cold expression.

Lin Yupeng thought to himself, "This Cuban is a ruthless character. I wonder who's stronger between Xiang Kui and him?"

Besides the president and vice president of Tianqiong Group, Lang Zikun, the director of the president's office, was also in the conference room. His usual smile was gone, and his gaze was vacant.

Lin Yupeng suddenly noticed something: apart from the two security guards behind Zhang Yue and the bodyguards behind Lin Yupeng and Yang Yue, Tong Yu, Xu Weiguo, and Lang Zikun had no security guards at all. Weren't they afraid that Yang Yue would resort to desperate measures and start a fight?

Lin Yupeng knew that with Zhang Yueran's composure and experience, he would naturally arrange everything meticulously, so he didn't need to worry about it. He sat down next to Xu Weiguo, calm and collected, waiting to see the show begin.

The conference room door was closed by the security guards outside, and the room was deathly silent. No one spoke for a long time. The air conditioning was on full blast, and gusts of cool air made everyone in the room tense.

Zhang Yueran's gaze swept across the faces of everyone present like sharp blades, his eyes radiating an invisible pressure that made everyone uneasy.

After a full ten minutes, Zhang Yueran spoke first: "I've called everyone here today because the group has an important decision to announce. This resolution has been passed by a show of hands from the board of directors!"

He paused, his gaze falling on Yang Yue. Yang Yue immediately stiffened, his eyes flashing with a sharp light.

"I hereby announce the immediate removal of Yang Yue, Vice President of Tianqiong Group, from all his positions. The reason is that Yang Yue violated group regulations, secretly used drugs, engaged in embezzlement, and misappropriated group assets. He should be sentenced to death!"

The words had barely left his lips when Yang Yue burst into a sinister laugh. The sound, like a bomb exploding in the otherwise silent room, was incredibly chilling.

Yang Yue's eyes flashed with venomous resentment as he abruptly stood up and shouted, "Zhang Yueran! Is this the board's decision? I think it's yours! I've served the group diligently for 20 years, and this is how I end up! I refuse to accept this! I want to see Chairman Jin!"

Zhang Yueran smiled coldly and said, "I'm just relaying Chairman Jin's message. He doesn't want to see you right now."

But before he could finish speaking, Yang Yue suddenly lunged forward, swiftly pulling a pistol from his pocket and pointing it at Zhang Yueran's chest. With his left hand, he grabbed Vice President Tong Yu by the neck, using him as a shield.

At the same time, Yang Yue's Thai bodyguard, Kuban, burst out, pulling out a pistol and pointing it at Zhang Yueran's forehead!

The two security guards behind Zhang Yueran reacted quickly, almost simultaneously drawing their pistols, one aimed at Kuban and the other at Yang Yue.

The situation inside the room instantly became breathtaking; Yang Yue and Zhang Yueran faced off in a tense standoff, a bloody battle seemingly imminent!

To Lin Yupeng, the tense standoff was like watching a movie; his face remained calm, but his eyes observed every subtle movement of both sides.

Xiang Kui behind him didn't draw his gun, remaining poised like a javelin behind Lin Yupeng, his tiger-like eyes flashing with lightning speed; if anyone threatened Lin Yupeng, he would certainly draw his weapon in retaliation.

Analyzing the situation inside, Yang Yue had a slight advantage because he had subdued Tong Yu, who was closest to him, and could use him as a hostage to threaten Zhang Yueran. Unless Tong Yu was worthless in Zhang Yueran's eyes and he was willing to sacrifice him, this card in Yang Yue's hand would come in handy!

Chapter 135 Lessons from the Past

Lin Yupeng suddenly noticed that the guns Yang Yue and Cuban were holding were unusual. They weren't made of metal; the barrels were slender, seemingly made of plastic, and emitted a pale yellow halo.

Then he heard Yang Yue burst into wild laughter, pointing the gun at Zhang Yueran and saying, "Zhang Yueran! You didn't expect this, did you? Today I'll let you die knowing why! My gun is made of special plastic; it can evade all surveillance cameras. What can that security guard at the door do to me! Haha!"

Even in this critical situation, Yang Yue still had the nerve to be sarcastic; Lin Yupeng couldn't help but admire his audacity.

Although Yang Yue had temporarily subdued Tong Yu and forced Zhang Yueran into a corner, escaping unscathed wouldn't be easy. The others in the room hadn't reacted yet; once someone made a move, the situation might suddenly change.

Zhang Yueran's expression remained unchanged, not even a twitch of his facial muscles. He looked up coldly at the smug Yang Yue, his eyes filled with mockery and contempt, and said coldly, "Yang Yue, don't you want to know why the tanker truck didn't kill Lin Yupeng today?"

Yang Yue trembled upon hearing this and asked viciously, "It's all because of my flawed plan, allowing that Lin fellow to escape by chance!"

Zhang Yueran sneered, "Not entirely, mainly because..." He paused, then suddenly his eyes widened, and he shouted sharply, "Kuban!" "

The words had barely left his mouth when Cuban, who had been holding a gun to Yang Yue's head, suddenly turned around and, with lightning speed, kicked the plastic pistol out of Yang Yue's hand.

Caught off guard, Yang Yue had no chance to react. He never dreamed that Cuban would betray him at this crucial moment! Cuban followed up with another kick, striking the panicked Yang Yue squarely in the stomach. Yang Yue let out a muffled groan and flew straight back, crashing heavily to the ground.

Cuban darted to Yang Yue's side, raised his massive foot, and stomped on Yang Yue's back. The pain made Yang Yue's eyes roll back, and he was instantly unable to move.

Zhang Yue silently watched as Cuban took down Yang Yue, his expression calm. Everything was..." It seemed perfectly logical; Yang Yue's resistance earlier was merely a minor incident, and the main focus now was on how to deal with him.

Lin Yupeng's heart suddenly skipped a beat: "No wonder Zhang Yueran was so calm. It turns out that Yang Yue's bodyguard, Cuban, is his man. So, the mysterious text message last night was likely sent by Cuban. Because he's not good at Chinese and was in a hurry to avoid being discovered, he sent it with the words 'about cars' to warn me."

As for how Cuban got his phone number, that wasn't hard to explain; Lin Yupeng's phone number was already in the Sky Dome Group's employee contact list.

Although Yang Yue couldn't move his body, he was still defiant, cursing loudly: "Cuban! You ungrateful traitor! I've treated you well, and you repay kindness with enmity! Zhang Yueran! Just kill me already, give me a quick death!" "Even as a ghost, I'll haunt you!"

Tong Yu, who had nearly suffocated from Yang Yue's choking, recovered and rushed to Yang Yue's side, unleashing a flurry of punches and kicks while cursing, "Yang Yue! You fucking ruthless! You almost killed me! I'll beat you to death today!"

After several rounds of punches and kicks, blood streamed from Yang Yue's nose, and his face was bruised and pale.

Zhang Yueran coughed, signaling Tong Yu to stop, and glanced at Yang Yue indifferently, sneering, "Yang Yue, you want to die? It's not that hard to do, is it? But now is not the time!"

With that, his gaze quickly swept over everyone present. Xu Weiguo still coldly observed everything that was happening, his expression as calm as before, like a stagnant pool

. Lang Zikun's naturally smiling face now showed fear, still shaken by the series of events that had just occurred.

Lin Yupeng's expression was similar to before, calm and composed, somewhat resembling Xu Weiguo's.

Zhang Yueran's sharp gaze finally landed on Lin Yupeng. His expression was serious as he said in a deep voice, "Now, on behalf of the board of directors, I announce the group's second decision: Lin Yupeng is appointed as the vice president of Tianqiong Group, succeeding Yang Yue. He will officially take office tomorrow!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Lang Zikun, who was very good at handling things, immediately applauded to congratulate him. Tong Yu grinned at Lin Yupeng, while Xu Weiguo glanced at Lin Yupeng indifferently. Yang Yue, who was completely restrained, seemed to be spitting fire in his eyes. If looks could kill, Lin Yupeng would have been torn to pieces long ago.

Lin Yupeng stood up with a serious expression, his face full of gratitude. He nodded and smiled at everyone present, saying, "Thank you to the new board member, and thank you all for your support and encouragement. I will definitely work hard and dedicate myself to the group!"

At this moment, Yang Yue suddenly burst into wild laughter, "Lin Yupeng, don't be too happy! My today is your tomorrow! Haha!"

Yang Yue's words stung Lin Yupeng's heart, but on the surface, he appeared indifferent, pretending not to hear. In his heart, he thought, "Yang Yue is right. With his example, I must never follow his old path again."

Zhang Yueran gestured for Lin Yupeng to sit down, and then said to the two security guards behind him, "Take Yang Yue away!"

The two security guards immediately walked from behind Zhang Yueran to Yang Yue, who was lying on the ground. One of them took out a pair of handcuffs from his pocket and cuffed Yang Yue's hands. At this moment, Cuban lifted his big foot, and the two security guards dragged Yang Yue out of the conference room like a dead dog and locked him up in a secret place.

The conference room fell into a deathly silence. Everyone was preoccupied with their own thoughts, remaining silent. Cuban stood behind Zhang Yueran, showing him utmost respect.

Zhang Yueran said in a deep voice, "There will be a meeting for middle-level managers tomorrow morning to formally announce this matter. I hope everyone will cooperate more with General Manager Lin's work in the future. That's all for today's meeting. Meeting adjourned!"

With that, Zhang Yueran stood up and left the conference room accompanied by Cuban. Lin Yupeng and the others followed closely behind, leaving the suffocating atmosphere.

As soon as they left the conference room, Lin Yupeng glanced at his watch. It was past 3 p.m. He and Xiang Kui returned to their office.

Near the end of the workday, the security department called to inform Lin Yupeng that the group had provided him with an Audi A6 sedan. After work, Lin Yupeng took Xiang Kui to the group's garage to inspect the car.

Generally, the group only provides cars to leaders at the middle level and above, and they must have worked for the group for more than six months. Lin Yupeng's promotion to vice president in just one month, and the provision of a car, was unprecedented in the group.

The Tianqiong Group's garage is vast, easily accommodating a hundred cars, each with its own parking space, divided into high-end, mid-range, and low-end sections, with a strict hierarchy.

(Chapter 136: Xiaoru's Thoughts

) It was during the after-work hours, and many people were picking up their cars from the garage. Lin Yupeng suddenly noticed an interesting phenomenon: almost all of Tianqiong Group's top executives drove domestically produced cars. Zhang Yueran drove an Audi A8 6.0, which Lin Yupeng had already ridden in once; Tong Yu drove an Audi A6 3.0, slightly more expensive than Lin Yupeng's Audi A6 2.8; Xu Weiguo drove a Hongqi 43.

Only Yang Yue, who had already been dismissed, drove a Mercedes-Benz, which was currently parked in the garage, but unfortunately, its owner could no longer drive it.

After Lin Yupeng and Xiang Kui inspected the car, Xiang Kui drove Lin Yupeng home. Passing the scene of the accident that morning, Lin Yupeng sighed inwardly, "What a nice Audi A4, now totaled."

Back home, Lin Yupeng cooked dinner, while Xiang Kui continued eating raw meat and drinking cold water. Lin Yupeng wondered if this guy's stomach was made of reinforced concrete; how could he eat raw food all the time without getting an upset stomach? This should be a medical study to see if there were any special substances in his stomach.

However, Lin Yupeng didn't have time to study Xiang Kui's stomach now; he needed to control him as soon as possible and strive to take over the entire Tianqiong Group.

That evening, he went back to the laboratory, while Xiang Kui sat in the living room, like a wooden sculpture.

Time passed slowly. In the laboratory, Lin Yupeng had already opened the robot's operating system, repeating the work from the previous night. First, he copied a large amount of information about Xiang Kui from his "friend zone," and then transplanted a large amount of brain cells containing Zhang Yueran's information to the "unknown zone."

As he copied and transplanted, a thought suddenly occurred to Lin Yupeng: "Xiang Kui's kinship zone has a 0% usage rate. If I transplant some of my information there, will he develop some kinship with me?"

His idea made sense, but what kind of kinship would it be? Lin Yupeng didn't dare to act rashly. If it was brotherly affection, that would be fine, but if it was elder-junior affection, that would be troublesome. He felt it was inappropriate for either him or Xiang Kui to play the elder.

Lin Yupeng transplanted all of Zhang Yueran's remaining information from the friendship zone to the unfamiliar zone, and his mission for the night was complete.

He went back to his bedroom to sleep. The next morning, Lin Yupeng woke up early and saw Xiang Kui standing at the bedroom door, his face cold, but his eyes filled with awe. Lin Yupeng had now completely replaced Zhang Yueran as the master in his mind.

After breakfast, Xiang Kui drove him straight to the Tianqiong Group. Passing the scene of the incident the previous morning, Lin Yupeng suddenly remembered he didn't know which department had handled the case. So he took out his phone and dialed Ruan Yihong's number.

Now, Lin Yupeng had nothing to hide from Xiang Kui; Xiang Kui was firmly under his control, a loyal henchman. He would never worry that Xiang Kui would betray his master like Cuban did.

"Hello! Good morning, Officer Ruan!" Lin Yupeng chuckled dryly as soon as the call was answered.

"It's you! Are you better?" Ruan Yihong asked with concern.

"I'm fine. Which department handled that case?" Lin Yupeng asked.

"Sigh! It's the traffic police investigating. Yesterday we reported the situation to the bureau, but Director Dong disagreed with the murder theory, only calling it a hit-and-run." Ruan Yihong's tone was tinged with dissatisfaction.

Lin Yupeng smiled slightly and said, "That's fine, saves you trouble."

Ruan Yihong suddenly lowered her voice and asked, "Where are you? Is anyone around?"

Lin Yupeng replied, "It's alright, just tell me!"

"What exactly happened to you? Yesterday was so close! If anything had happened to you, I would have hated myself," Ruan Yihong said quietly.

"Really? Don't worry, I'll protect myself. I won't let you be a widow!" Lin Yupeng chuckled dryly.

Ruan Yihong said coquettishly, "Can't you talk about something serious? I'm concerned about you, and you're taking advantage of me."

Although she was scolding Lin Yupeng, her tense tone had softened a bit because she knew Lin Yupeng. As long as he was still in the mood to joke, it meant that his current situation was quite optimistic.

After hanging up Ruan Yihong's call, Lin Yupeng closed his eyes and pondered. It wasn't unexpected that yesterday's case was handed over to the traffic police. Yang Yaozong was Yang Yue's nephew, and Dong Bin was his business partner; they would definitely side with Yang Yue. Handing the case over to the traffic police would mean a much weaker investigation effort compared to the criminal investigation team, essentially suppressing the case.

However, Lin Yupeng reconsidered. Suppressing the case was probably for the best. If the investigation traced back to Yang Yue, and with Yang Yue's fate uncertain, Tianqiong Group would attract more police attention, which was not what Lin Yupeng wanted.

Although Yang Yue had fallen, his cronies hadn't been eliminated. Yang Yaozong was a threat, and as for Director Dong Bin, Lin Yupeng already had evidence against him and wasn't worried about him resisting.

Lin Yupeng arrived at Tianqiong Group and went directly to his department head's office. Xiao Ru usually arrived very early, but today, it was already 8:20, and she hadn't come to work yet.

Lin Yupeng sat at his desk, looking around. Today should be his last day working here. It was 8:28, two minutes before he was officially scheduled to start work, when Xiao Ru finally arrived at the office.

"Good morning, Xiao Ru!" Lin Yupeng greeted her with a smile.

"Good morning, Minister Lin," Xiao Ru forced a smile, but a faint cloud of worry hung between her brows.

"What's wrong? You don't look well. Are you feeling unwell?" Lin Yupeng asked tentatively.

"I'm fine, thank you!" Xiao Ru smiled sweetly and returned to her desk to work.

Lin Yupeng glanced at her, thinking that she must have something on her mind but was unwilling to say it. Just then, the phone rang. Lin Yupeng answered it; it was Zhang Yueran calling.

"Brother Lin, there's a meeting at 10 AM in conference room 1023 for the group's middle and senior management to announce your appointment as the group's vice president. You need to write an inaugural speech. Xiaoru, could you help you write one? It doesn't need to be long, around 2000 words will do!"

Lin Yupeng replied, "Okay! Thank you."

Zhang Yueran hung up the phone. Lin Yupeng then said to Xiaoru, "Xiaoru, please help me write an inaugural speech for my promotion to vice president. 2000 words will be fine. Thank you for your hard work!"

Upon hearing this, Xiaoru's beautiful eyes, which had previously held a hint of melancholy, lit up with surprise and delight. Mei Bo said sweetly, "You're getting promoted to vice president? Congratulations!"

Lin Yupeng smiled and said, "Thank you! The burden on my shoulders is heavier now, hehe!" After saying this, he suddenly noticed that Xiao Ru's frowning eyebrows gradually relaxed...

Chapter 137 Promotion to Vice President

Xiao Ru was a top student from the Chinese Department of a prestigious university in China. Writing a 2,000-word inaugural speech was a piece of cake for her. Although she only had an hour and a half to write, she finished it in just one hour, printed it out, and handed it to Lin Yupeng.

Lin Yupeng glanced at it. It was full of high-sounding but empty words and clichés, but the writing was excellent and very persuasive.

At 10:00 a.m. sharp, Lin Yupeng arrived at the group's main conference room on time. This time, his seat was on the stage. He saw Zhang Yueran sitting in the center, with Tong Yu and Xu Weiguo on either side, Lang Zikun sitting next to Xu Weiguo, and Lin Yupeng sitting next to Tong Yu.

The audience below the stage was packed; all the middle and senior-level leaders of Tianqiong Group, as well as the general managers of various branches, were present.

The meeting was chaired by Lang Zikun. First, President Zhang Yueran announced two decisions from the group's board of directors: the removal of Yang Yue from his position as vice president, and the appointment of Lin Yupeng as vice president of Tianqiong Group, succeeding Yang Yue. Additionally, Zhang Yueran announced that He Dan, deputy director of the product development department, would temporarily act as director.

After Zhang Yueran's announcement, the audience erupted in applause, creating a lively atmosphere. Lin

Yupeng then began his inaugural speech, reading from the prepared script written by Xiao Ru. After he finished, another round of enthusiastic applause followed.

After Lin Yupeng's speech, Zhang Yueran gave a summary, and Tong Yu provided supplementary information. The meeting continued until after noon.

After the meeting, everyone left in an orderly fashion. Zhang Yueran found Lin Yupeng and said in a deep voice, "You'll move into the vice president's office this afternoon. It's the room Yang Yue used to live in; it was just cleaned this morning."

Lin Yupeng smiled gratefully, "Thank you, President Zhang!"

After lunch, Lin Yupeng, Xiao Ru, and bodyguard Xiang Kui went to the vice president's office. As soon as they entered, they saw a young woman sitting at the desk in the outer reception room. She wore a royal blue business suit, her hair was styled in a bun, and she wore light makeup, appearing elegant and dignified. Her large, clear eyes, like lake water, sparkled with shrewd intelligence. It was Tang Rui! The college student who gave her virginity to Lin Yupeng to save her father.

Zhang Yueran always kept his word. As soon as Lin Yupeng was promoted to vice president, he transferred Tang Rui to the vice president's office to handle external reception work.

"President Lin! Hello!" Tang Rui stood up and smiled sweetly.

"Hello! Be serious about your work!" Lin Yupeng actually put on a bit of leadership authority, but his eyes swept over Tang Rui, recalling that passionate night they spent together, still savoring the memory!

Faced with Lin Yupeng's intense gaze, Tang Rui's pretty face flushed a beautiful red, her heart pounding like a deer's. Now that she'd been transferred to Lin Yupeng's vice president's office as a secretary, she was essentially in his hands, forced to obey his every command.

Lin Yupeng chuckled and went into the main office with Xiao Ru, while Xiang Kui stood guard in the outer room. Anyone wanting to see Lin Yupeng would have to get past him first.

Lin Yupeng had been to Yang Yue's office several times and was very familiar with it. Now it had a new owner, and the furnishings were almost the same as before, except that everything related to Yang Yue—the computer, desk, etc.—had been removed and replaced with a new computer.

Lin Yupeng leaned forward and sat down in the sofa chair behind his desk, feeling its soft comfort, as if he were being embraced by a beautiful woman, with a slight coolness. It was far more luxurious than the sofa chair he used when he was a minister.

"This Yang Yue really knows how to enjoy himself!" Lin Yupeng thought to himself.

He glanced down at his newly replaced desk, made of musk deer wood, reddish-brown in color, resistant to warping and insect infestation, and the aroma of musk deer wood was said to have the effects of clearing the orifices, dispelling foul odors, warming the stomach and relieving pain, and promoting diuresis and killing insects.

Xiao Ru's seat was diagonally opposite Lin Yupeng, with a brand-new mahogany table and sofa chair, a significant upgrade from when he was a minister's secretary.

Lin Yupeng had just settled into the luxurious chair and enjoyed it for a while when the phone rang. It was Zhang Yueran calling again. Now that Lin Yupeng was a vice president, the only person above him was President Zhang Yueran. As for Chairman Jin, Lin Yupeng had never met him, yet Zhang Yueran could represent Chairman Jin with full authority.

"Brother Lin, come to meeting room 2232 immediately! Just you," Zhang Yueran's tone was cold and serious, brooking no argument.

"Okay, I'll be right there!" Lin Yupeng hung up the phone, hurriedly got up and left the office. Xiang Kui wanted to follow, but Lin Yupeng turned back and smiled, "You stay in the office, I'm going to a short meeting, I'll be back soon!"

Xiang Kui was completely obedient to Lin Yupeng, without the slightest intention of disobeying, and hurriedly returned to his original position without moving.

As Lin Yupeng walked, he wondered, "What could be so secretive that even Xiang Kui was excluded?"

He arrived at meeting room 2232 and saw two uniformed security guards standing at the door, their hands concealed with firearms, their faces cold and serious.

Upon seeing Lin Yupeng, the two security guards immediately showed respect, stood at attention, gave Lin Yupeng a standard military salute, and said in unison, "Good morning, President Lin!" Their movements were uniform and their voices were loud, clearly indicating they were from military backgrounds.

Lin Yupeng smiled and nodded, then asked in a deep voice, "Is President Zhang inside?"

"Yes!" a security guard answered crisply, then opened the conference room door.

Lin Yupeng stepped into the conference room, the door being shut shut by the security guard outside. He glanced at the scene inside and couldn't help but feel a chill.

Zhang Yueran sat calmly in the center, his face cold and gloomy, his gaze sharp as a knife. Behind him stood the Thai bodyguard, Kuban.

Yang Yue sat in a chair ten steps away from Zhang Yueran, his hands handcuffed and his feet shackled.

He was disheveled, his face covered in scabs, and the imposing air he once had as vice president was completely gone. His eyes were vacant, his expression dull, the muscles in his face trembling slightly, and his hands shaking slightly. Upon seeing Lin Yupeng, the venom in his eyes had vanished, replaced by a pleading look.

In less than a day, Yang Yue was completely subdued by Zhang Yueran, losing all his temper. The method was simple: Yang Yue was deeply addicted to drugs; cutting off his "supply" would make him wish he were dead, and he would do whatever Zhang Yueran wanted.

"Please sit!" Zhang Yueran gestured to a seat to his left.

Lin Yupeng leaned down and smiled slightly at Zhang Yueran, waiting for him to speak.

Zhang Yueran's sharp eyes swept over Lin Yupeng, and he said expressionlessly in a deep voice, "Brother Lin, I've called you here to give you a chance to interrogate Yang Yue. There are probably many unresolved issues between you and him. This opportunity should be very important to you, and it's your only chance!"

(Chapter 138, Second Joint Trial)

Lin Yupeng understood the hidden meaning in Zhang Yueran's words: after he finished interrogating Yang Yue, Yang Yue would be executed.

Lin Yupeng did indeed have many questions for Yang Yue, so he gave Zhang Yueran a grateful smile, then turned his gaze to Yang Yue and said coldly, "Yang Yue, let me ask you, did you instruct someone to take and spread the scandalous photos of me?" Upon

hearing this, Yang Yue immediately nodded and said, "Yes! I sent people to take them, and I also spread them. The anonymous letter sent to the City Life Daily was also delivered by someone I sent."

Lin Yupeng smiled coldly. In fact, he had already concluded that Yang Yue was responsible for these things, but he just wanted to confirm it one last time.

He then asked, "Then why does the IP address for sending the email show Bucaramanga, Colombia? Was a proxy server used?"

Yang Yue replied, "After you took those three photos, I asked a friend to take them to Bucaramanga, Colombia. His online name is 'Classic Man,' and he's the one who forwarded your photos!"

Lin Yupeng's eyes flashed, and he pressed, "What's your friend's name? Answer honestly!"

Yang Yue said, "Peng Hongliang!"

Lin Yupeng's heart skipped a beat, and he cursed inwardly, "Peng Hongliang again! That kid's really active, he's even gone abroad!"

As for when Peng Hongliang left, Lin Yupeng couldn't guess, but he knew very well that Peng Hongliang must be back now, because a few days ago he monitored the conversation between Gao Lin and Fang Na. Gao Lin had said that she ran away from Peng Hongliang's meeting, and at that time he had already returned to China.

Peng Hongliang was also in China on Fang Na's birthday. Roughly calculating, his stay in Colombia should have been short, but it couldn't have been to harm Lin Yupeng, could it? There must be something else!

Lin Yupeng then asked, "Besides spreading my photos, what else did you send Peng Hongliang to Colombia to do?"

Yang Yue glanced at Zhang Yueran, hesitating to speak. Zhang Yueran then interjected, "I know Peng Hongliang went to Colombia for the company's business, but I never expected him to do these dirty things behind my back. Brother Lin, I also bear some responsibility for this. I'm sorry!" Zhang Yueran's interjection was meant to stop Lin Yupeng from asking further questions. Lin Yupeng could only smile and say, "It's alright, Mr. Zhang, you're too kind! The blame lies with Yang Yue and Peng Hongliang!"

He then thought to himself, "So Peng Hongliang has always..." "He's working for the Sky Dome Group, huh? Looks like dealing with him will be a real hassle later."

Then he thought, "Peng Hongliang is definitely Yang Yue's man. With Yang Yue's downfall, he might be implicated."

Yang Yue had answered Lin Yupeng's four questions and was already panting heavily, mainly because his drug withdrawal was taking effect and his body couldn't hold on any longer. He pleaded with Zhang Yueran, "President Zhang! I've answered four questions already, please give me an injection! I really can't take it anymore!"

Zhang Yueran glanced coldly at Yang Yue, nodded to a security guard behind him, and the guard pulled a needle from his large uniform pocket, inserted it into the muscle of Yang Yue's left arm, injecting half a syringe of drugs, and then pulled the needle out.

Yang Yue's spirits immediately improved; his previously dull eyes regained some light. However, because he was severely addicted, he usually needed at least one injection each time, and this half-injection probably wouldn't last long.

At this moment, Lin Yupeng suddenly remembered Han Yun's request for him to inquire about something, so he asked again, "Yang Yue! Did you secretly instruct someone to film Lü Yihui raping Han Yun, and then use that to blackmail them into cooperating with you?"

Yang Yue immediately nodded and said, "That's right! I instructed Peng Hongliang to secretly film many passionate videos of Lü Yihui and Han Yun, mainly to blackmail Lü Yihui into cooperating with me to promote the group's products at Tianhan Medical University."

Lin Yupeng chuckled and asked again, "Where are those video materials?"

Yang Yue said, "They're all on my office computer. I've already told President Zhang where those videos are stored."

His implication was that if Lin Yupeng wanted to see those videos, he should just contact Zhang Yueran. Upon hearing this, Lin Yupeng turned to look at Zhang Yueran

and smiled, "President Zhang! I have a small request. I hope you can delete the parts about Han Yun from the video materials. She's my friend." Zhang Yueran laughed heartily and said, "Brother Lin, don't worry, those things are worthless to me. I will delete them all!"

"Thank you, Mr. Zhang." Lin Yupeng knew very well that although Zhang Yueran had agreed on the surface, the power to delete or not delete the photos ultimately rested with him.

Suddenly, he remembered that Peng Hongliang was the one who secretly photographed Lü Yihui and Han Yun. So who was the one who secretly photographed him and Qin Xue in those three scandalous photos?

Lin Yupeng continued his interrogation: "Yang Yue, I'm asking you, who secretly photographed me and Qin Xue?"

Yang Yue hesitated for a moment, his eyes darting around, before answering in a deep voice, "It's still Peng Hongliang."

Upon hearing this, Lin Yupeng's eyes widened, and he shouted angrily, "You're talking nonsense! It wasn't Peng Hongliang at all! Are you still trying to lie to me now?"

After saying that, he turned to Zhang Yueran and said, "Mr. Zhang, Yang Yue is lying. Shouldn't we consider cutting off his funding?"

"Cutting off the supply" meant stopping Yang Yue's drug injections. Lin Yupeng had barely finished speaking when Yang Yue, his face contorted in a grimace, pleaded, "President Zhang! Please don't cut off my supply! I'll tell the truth, I'll tell the truth!"

Lin Yupeng chuckled coldly and said, "Then tell the truth. Who took the photos of me and Qin Xue?"

Yang Yue gritted his teeth, as if making a huge decision, and said, "It was my daughter, Yang Yuanyuan! I instructed her to do it. I hope you won't make things difficult for her; just pin it on me! Please!"

Lin Yupeng nodded in satisfaction. It seemed his earlier guess was correct; the scandalous photos of him and Qin Xue were indeed taken by Yang Yuanyuan. That cunning and treacherous woman! She was closest to Tai Xue, yet she betrayed Qin Xue at a crucial moment.

Actually, Lin Yupeng had only been bluffing Yang Yue. If Yang Yue had insisted that Peng Hongliang was responsible, Lin Yupeng wouldn't have pressed him. Unfortunately, Yang Yue was now mentally broken by drug addiction and too fragile to withstand any further verbal abuse.

Lin Yupeng continued his interrogation: "Did you hire the assassin who drove the tanker truck to murder me yesterday morning, and the killer who was lying in wait at the hospital to shoot me?"

Just as Yang Yue was about to answer, Zhang Yueran interrupted, saying, "Brother Lin, I've already asked this question for you. It was a hitman he hired. The leader is called Long Da, and he has two brothers under him, Liu Sheng and Cui Lei! Long Da was the one driving the tanker truck, and Cui Lei was the one lying in ambush at the hospital."

Lin

Yupeng nodded upon hearing this, thinking to himself, "Long Da is definitely the bandit leader who swept through the shantytown! He's indeed a ruthless killer."

He had basically answered all the questions by now. As for the time he went to the Zunlong Entertainment Club to gamble, hire prostitutes, and find a camera in the private room, Lin Yupeng didn't speak for Yang Yue in front of Zhang Yueran. He reasoned that the more than 300,000 yuan spent on dinner, gambling, and hiring prostitutes that day was likely Tianqiong Group's public funds. Although most of it was spent by Yang Yue, Lin Yupeng was, after all, his companion and still bore some responsibility.

"I've finished asking, Mr. Zhang," Lin Yupeng said in a deep voice.

Zhang Yueran nodded, his sharp eyes suddenly flashing with a cold light, his gaze incredibly piercing, like a newly forged sword piercing straight to the heart! He waved to the security guards watching Yang Yue, and the two guards understood immediately. One of them pulled a black hood from his pocket and put it directly over Yang Yue's head.

"Yang Yue! Stand up, turn around and stand with your back to the wall," one of the guards commanded in a deep voice.

Yang Yue obediently followed his orders, stood up, and stood with his back to the wall, asking nervously, "Mr. Zhang, what are you doing?"

There was no vent in the hood, so Yang Yue's voice sounded muffled.

Zhang Yueran didn't answer Yang Yue's question. He pulled a Browning pistol from his pocket, the gun fitted with a silencer. He bent down and gently stroked the gun a few times, as if handling a work of art.

Lin Yupeng's heart skipped a beat: "Zhang Yueran is going to make a move against Yang Yue!"

Suddenly, Zhang Yueran's cold, sharp gaze fell on Lin Yupeng, and he did something that shocked Lin Yupeng beyond belief!

Zhang Yueran handed Lin Yupeng the Browning pistol he was holding, calmly saying, "Brother Lin, there's one bullet in this gun. Shoot Yang Yue dead! You've always wanted revenge on him, haven't you? Today I'll give you that chance."

Zhang Yueran's eyes radiated an aggressive, domineering aura, and his tone possessed an irresistible magic.

Lin Yupeng's heart trembled violently upon hearing this, but he still took the Browning pistol without hesitation. His mind was in turmoil; Zhang Yueran actually wanted him to shoot Yang Yue himself—his purpose was obvious: to drag Lin Yupeng into this mess!

This is similar to the "pledge of allegiance" required before joining the underworld. Only by submitting this pledge—that is, by killing someone and taking legal responsibility—can one wholeheartedly serve the underworld and become a sworn brother.

Zhang Yueran's purpose in having Lin Yupeng kill Yang Yue was precisely this: by killing Yang Yue, Lin Yupeng would have leverage over Zhang Yueran, and Lin Yupeng would likely have to obey him completely.

Although Yang Yue was delirious from drug addiction, he still heard Zhang Yueran's order to kill him. His body trembled involuntarily, and he cried out for mercy, "Boss Zhang! Didn't you say you'd spare my life if I confessed?"

Zhang Yueran smiled coldly and said, "That's right! I promised to spare you, but Brother Lin didn't promise to spare you!"

He then glanced coldly at Lin Yupeng, signaling him to act quickly.

Lin Yupeng slowly raised his gun, aiming it at Yang Yue's back, his mind racing with countless thoughts: should he kill Yang Yue or not? In this situation, if he didn't kill, he would surely die!

Since Zhang Yueran had arranged this, he must have made ample preparations and wasn't afraid of Lin Yupeng turning against him. Perhaps the gun wasn't loaded, and it was a test by Zhang Yueran. But even if the gun had a bullet, Lin Yupeng couldn't subdue Zhang Yueran. His bodyguard, Cuban, would be difficult to deal with; perhaps Cuban would intervene before Lin Yupeng could even turn the gun on Zhang Yueran.

Weighing the pros and cons, Lin Yupeng had to shoot. The current situation was either Yang Yue's death or his own; it wasn't worth risking his life for an enemy.

Lin Yupeng believed that in a commercial society, anything of value could be exchanged, including human life. Killing Yang Yue would gain Zhang Yueran's trust, facilitating his future ambitions; taking the risk was worthwhile.

Thinking this, Lin Yupeng pulled the trigger. A bloody hole appeared in Yang Yue's back, and blood gushed out. Yang Yue let out a shrill scream, fell backward to the ground, spitting blood and foam, his eyes wide open—truly dying with his eyes wide open! A pool of blood lay on the ground, the dark red plasma sending shivers down one's spine.

The two security guards, seeing Yang Yue fall, immediately took out a large woven bag, put it inside, tied him up, and carried him out of the conference room.

Lin Yupeng had never used a gun before, but at such close range, anyone who fired would have been killed instantly, unless they deliberately missed!

This was his first time killing someone, and a wave of trepidation washed over him. He glanced at Yang Yue lying on the ground, tried to calm himself, and turned to hand the gun to Zhang Yueran.

A hint of approval flickered in Zhang Yueran's cold gaze. He reached out and took the Browning pistol, smiled slightly, and said, "Brother Lin, don't worry! Everyone in the room is a trusted confidant; they absolutely won't leak any information!" As he spoke, he affectionately stroked the gun a few times and said to Lin Yupeng, "This gun was a gift from a foreign friend, and I'm giving it to you today!"

With that, he gazed at Lin Yupeng and handed him the Browning pistol that had just killed Yang Yue!

Lin Yupeng thought to himself, "I've already killed him, what's there to be afraid of when I take a gun?" Without hesitation, he took the gun, saying gratefully, "Thank you, Mr. Zhang."

Zhang Yueran smiled and nodded, raising his right hand. Cuban handed him a small black paper package from behind. Zhang Yueran weighed it in his hand, then handed it to Lin Yupeng, saying, "There are over thirty bullets in this package. Take it. Practice your marksmanship with Xiang Kui more often. In our line of work, you can't do without guns!"

Lin Yupeng took the ammunition package and stuffed it into his pocket along with the gun . Lin Yupeng heard Zhang Yueran say, "Go to the Meidu Hotel tonight. The group's leaders want to throw you a celebration party."

Lin Yupeng nodded, and then saw Zhang Yueran let out a long sigh, wave his hand at him, and say, "You can go now!"

Lin Yupeng turned and left the conference room, still feeling somewhat uneasy. He had just personally killed Yang Yue; Zhang Yueran's move was indeed ruthless. However, Lin Yupeng had other plans. As long as he could get closer to Zhang Yueran, figure out his lifestyle and whereabouts, controlling Zhang Yueran probably wouldn't be difficult.

Lin Yupeng returned to his vice president's office and saw Xiao Ru still busy. Since being promoted to vice president's secretary, her workload had increased even more. As vice president, Lin Yupeng was in charge of four departments: product development, quality inspection, public relations, and corporate planning.

Chapter 140 Blue-Eyed Beauty

Lin Yupeng had just entered his office when he saw four people sitting on two long sofas in the outer reception room. He recognized three of them: He Dan, Qiao Fenny, and Ye Qiujian, the heads of the three departments under Lin Yupeng's supervision. The other was a middle-aged man with an ordinary appearance and a sallow complexion, presumably the head of the quality control department.

These four had come to Lin Yupeng's office together, undoubtedly to report on their work. Lin Yupeng nodded and smiled at each of them, then walked into the inner office, leaving the meeting arrangements to Tang Rui.

He had just sat down when He Dan entered, carrying a folder containing the product development department's work plan for the next three months. Lin Yupeng glanced at it; it was about developing new drugs—the same old routine.

After reviewing it, He Dan handed him another document: the resume of the newly promoted deputy head, Wei Tie. Lin Yupeng picked it up and glanced at it briefly. Wei Tie was thirty-two years old, had studied in the United States, held a master's degree, and had worked at Tianqiong Group for three years.

"This Wei Tie is very likely Zhang Yueran's right-hand man, sent to replace Wei Qifeng and continue developing drugs," Lin Yupeng thought to himself.

After he signed his approval, the materials were directly submitted to the board of directors for discussion. In reality, it all came down to Zhang Yueran's word; the board was just a figurehead.

After He Dan finished her work report, Qiao Fenny swayed and walked in from outside. She was wearing a red business suit and large gold earrings, her steps unsteady. Her gold and red hair was pulled up high, and her skin was as white as cream. Notably, her captivating eyes, which were usually sparkling with spring waves, had a pale blue halo—a luster usually found only in Westerners.

"Yesterday her eyes were black and white, and today they're blue?" Lin Yupeng thought to himself. He knew that a special blue potion had been released that could turn eyes blue like those of Western beauties. Qiao Fenny must have used this potion.

Qiao Fenny, transformed into a blue-eyed beauty, was less there to report on work and more to ingratiate herself with and seduce Lin Yupeng. She didn't mention work a single word, sitting on the sofa with seductive eyes, chatting casually, her beautiful blue eyes flashing, a charming smile on her face, her magnetic voice laced with allure.

Actually, their public relations department didn't have much to report; their job was simply to entertain the important guests visiting the company and satisfy them. Qiao Fenny, as the department head, was different from her subordinates; she served the company's leaders.

"President Lin! Let's dance after dinner tonight! With Yang Yue gone, I've lost my dance partner!" Qiao Fenny said sweetly, her pretty face filled with regret and anticipation.

"Sure! But I'm not as good as Yang Yue," Lin Yupeng chuckled dryly, thinking to himself, "If there were an underworld, Yang Yue, with all his misdeeds, would probably be jumping into a cauldron of boiling oil right now, wouldn't he?"

"It's alright! I'll teach you. I'm the one who taught Yang Yue," Qiao Fenny said, her captivating eyes sparkling.

"Okay! As long as you're not afraid I'll ruin your dance shoes, haha," Lin Yupeng laughed heartily, glancing at Xiao Ru out of the corner of his eye. He noticed her pretty face was covered in frost; she hadn't missed a beat since Qiao Fenny entered.

"Is this girl jealous? Because of me?" Lin Yupeng chuckled inwardly; the rivalry between women was truly amusing.

Qiao Fenny continued chatting idly with Lin Yupeng, occasionally letting out a silvery laugh, filling the room with an air of spring.

A long time passed before Qiao Fenny left the office. The third person to see Lin Yupeng was Ye Qiujian, the head of the corporate planning department.

Ye Qiujian hadn't given Lin Yupeng a friendly look since he entered. His handsome, fair face was filled with disdain, and he always spoke aggressively, his sharp words making Lin Yupeng very uncomfortable.

Ye Qiujian was two years older than Lin Yupeng, yet he was now subordinate to him. Given Ye Qiujian's arrogant personality, he was bound to be resentful. But Lin Yupeng hadn't expected him to be so disrespectful. He cursed inwardly, "Ye Qiujian, what gives you the right to be so arrogant! Just wait and see how I deal with you!"

He then thought of Ye Qiujian's girlfriend, Tian Xin, who worked in the product development department. A thought struck him: "This sweetheart, I should make good use of her..."

After Ye Qiujian finished his report, he strode confidently out of the office. Anyone who didn't know better would have thought he was Lin Yupeng's superior on an inspection tour.

Watching his imposing figure, Lin Yupeng smiled coldly. There would be plenty of opportunities to deal with him later!

The last person to report was the head of the quality control department, Xing Zhijian. He was very respectful and polite to Lin Yupeng, leaving a good impression.

"He's a smart man! That Ye Qiujian seems shrewd, but he's actually incredibly pedantic!" Lin Yupeng thought to himself.

After Xing Zhijian left, Lin Yupeng let out a long sigh, stood up, paced around the office, and looked around. Suddenly, he remembered something: "Is there a camera in Yang Yue's office?"

At that moment, Xiao Ru was out delivering documents to the president's office. Lin Yupeng quickly took out a detector from his briefcase and walked around the room. The indicator light remained off, indicating there was no camera. He then went to the break room and checked again, but found no camera. His anxiety subsided.

Just as Lin Yupeng put the detector away, Xiao Ru came out from outside.

"President Lin! Are you tired? Let me massage your shoulders?" Xiao Ru's pretty face showed a sweet smile again.

"Okay! I've been busy with work these past few days, my shoulders are aching!" Lin Yupeng smiled slightly.

"Come inside!" A strange glint flashed in Xiaoru's beautiful eyes, her face displaying a pure yet alluring smile.

Lin Yupeng entered the lounge and saw Xiaoru turn around and gently lock the door. He couldn't help but feel a shiver run down his spine: "She never locked the door when she massaged me before? What's she up to?"

With any other woman, Lin Yupeng might have thought she was trying to seduce him, but with Xiaoru, he dared not think that way. This woman's thoughts were always unfathomable; she definitely had something on her mind!

This lounge originally belonged to Yang Yue, its luxury comparable to a four-star hotel room. Lin Yupeng had photographed Yang Yue using drugs and secretly meeting with important figures here multiple times, so he was quite familiar with its layout.

He knew there was a secret closet in the oil painting on the wall, containing Yang Yue's drug paraphernalia and drugs, but he didn't know if it was still there.

Lin Yupeng lay on the bed enjoying Xiaoru's gentle massage. Usually, it was through her clothes, but today Xiaoru made an exception, slipping her soft, smooth hands inside his clothes and gently massaging him.

In Chapter 141, "Xiaoru's Temptation

," Lin Yupeng felt a tingling, electric-like sensation wherever Xiaoru's hands touched, incredibly pleasurable. After massaging his back, Xiaoru had him lie on his back and began massaging his chest and lower abdomen.

Xiaoru was wearing denim shorts today, her alabaster legs exposed, gleaming with a soft, jade-like sheen. She straddled Lin Yupeng's legs, her body trembling slightly with the movement of her upper body.

Lin Yupeng felt his lower body pressed against her thighs, a soft, tender area. Their position was no different from a woman-on-top position during sex, and he immediately felt a fire ignite within him, rapidly swelling.

Summer clothes are light, so Xiaoru naturally noticed the changes in Lin Yupeng's body. Her pure and beautiful face quickly flushed red, and her eyes shimmered with alluring charm as she gently gazed at Lin Yupeng beneath her. Her hands never stopped massaging his upper body.

Lin Yupeng enjoyed the intoxicating pleasure Xiaoru brought him, but a sense of surprise washed over him: "Xiaoru is being too proactive today!"

And even more "proactive" things were yet to come! After massaging for a while, Xiaoru suddenly leaned down, her eyes even more alluring, and gently pressed her lips to Lin Yupeng's face. Her delicate, luscious lips trembled slightly, and finally, as if making a great decision, she pressed her two tender petals, like newly blossoming buds, onto Lin Yupeng's lips!

Xiaoru had actually offered him her first sweet kiss, which greatly surprised Lin Yupeng, but now that such rare tenderness was coming his way, how could he not enjoy it?

Lin Yupeng eagerly responded, teasing her soft, delicate tongue and sucking on her sweet, clear spring, waves of intoxicating pleasure washing over him.

Xiaoru's kissing skills were far superior to Qin Xue's; she must have read many books on kissing and knew a wide range of techniques, always managing to ignite Lin Yupeng's passion.

At first, she was a little clumsy; after all, this was her first time kissing a man, and everything she had done before had remained theoretical. This time, she was finally putting it into practice.

Gradually, Lin Yupeng aroused her passion, and her movements became more coordinated and natural. Their cooperation grew increasingly skilled, as if they could kiss like this forever without ever growing tired of it, for it was a pleasure that transcended life and death!

Lin Yupeng's hands were already tightly embracing Xiaoru, her high, full breasts pressed against his broad chest, rubbing together with their movements, sparking passionate flames.

Lin Yupeng's lust was surging, and he was no longer content with just oral sex with Xiaoru; he wanted to take the "battlefield" to a wider area. His hands began to slip inside Xiaoru's collar…

"Ah! No!" Xiaoru struggled violently, stopping Lin Yupeng's clutches from going any further. She raised her head, her beautiful, alluring eyes filled with a misty haze, which gradually turned into tears, streaming down her face.

Xiaoru's tears extinguished the surging lust in Lin Yupeng's body. He sat up, gazed at her, placed his hands on her fragrant shoulders, and asked in a deep voice, "Why are you doing this?"

His words carried many meanings. He was asking why Xiaoru had kissed him so willingly, why she wouldn't let him continue his pleasure, and why she was crying again.

Upon hearing this, Xiaoru sighed softly, her beautiful eyes filled with sorrow, and said, "My sister... she's been placed under house arrest!"

Lin Yupeng suddenly understood. So Xiaoru had offered him a kiss to give him a little something in return, hoping he would rescue her sister. He couldn't help but smile bitterly to himself: "Another one begging me to save someone. Do I look so lecherous in Xiaoru's eyes? If I don't give her something in return, will I not save her?"

"Don't cry! What happened?" Lin Yupeng asked with concern.

Xiaoru, her eyes blurred with tears, said, "My sister helped Yang Yue with drugs, and President Zhang has put her under house arrest. He says she and Yang Yue are guilty of the same crime and he's going to sell her to Southeast Asia to work as a prostitute..."

"Work," Xiaoru omitted the rest, but Lin Yupeng knew it definitely meant prostitution. It seemed the Sky Dome Group not only manufactured and trafficked drugs, but also sent prostitutes to Southeast Asia. He'd heard the sex industry there was thriving, with countless brothels and intricate connections to local gangs. Once sold there as a prostitute, one's life was a living hell.

At this moment, Lin Yupeng didn't know that the prostitutes the Sky Dome Group sent to Southeast Asia were women who had betrayed or offended the group; they used this as a form of punishment.

Lin Yupeng stared at Xiaoru, asking with concern, "Where is your sister now?"

Xiaoru's pretty face showed sorrow as she said softly, "I don't know. I heard she's going to be sent to Southeast Asia tomorrow!"

Lin Yupeng breathed a sigh of relief, "It's not too late to save her now, don't worry! I'll plead with President Zhang for you."

Tears of gratitude welled up in Xiaoru's beautiful eyes as she murmured, "Thank you, Mr. Lin! But... I'm afraid Mr. Zhang won't agree, and you'll have a conflict with him..." Lin

Yupeng laughed heartily and said, "It's nothing. Mr. Zhang and I know each other very well. I will definitely save your sister!"

Xiaoru smiled through her tears, a few glistening tears still clinging to her pretty face, like a lotus emerging from water or a pear blossom in the rain, making her appear pitifully lovely.

Lin Yupeng gently wiped away her tears and said softly, "Don't cry! I don't want you to be so sad!"

His simple words were full of care, and Xiaoru trembled slightly upon hearing them.

Lin Yupeng smiled slightly, got off the bed, walked out of the lounge, went to his office, picked up the phone, and dialed the president's office.

Lang Zikun answered the phone: "Hello, this is the president's office of Tianqiong Group."

"Hello, this is Lin Yupeng. I would like to see Mr. Zhang. Can you arrange it?" "Lin Yupeng said politely. To see President Zhang in the company, you had to call the president's office first and have them arrange a time. Zhang Yueran's several attempts to contact him were exceptions.

"President Zhang! He's currently meeting with two foreign guests. How about you call again at 4:10, and I'll arrange it for you!" Lang Zikun said.

"Okay! Thank you!" Lin Yupeng hung up. He sat at his desk, closed his eyes to rest, while Xiao Ru continued working.

At 4:10, Lin Yupeng dialed the president's office again. Lang Zikun smiled and said, "Is this President Lin? President Zhang wants you to come over now to President's Office 2731."

"Okay! Thank you!" Lin Yupeng hung up.

He turned and walked out. Xiang Kui, who was guarding the outer room, wanted to follow, but Lin Yupeng turned to him and instructed, "You stay here! I'm going to the president's office! " Xiang

Kui listened to Lin Yupeng's words without question, nodded, and returned to his original position. By this time, Lin Yupeng had already left the vice president's office.

Chapter 142 Rescue Xiao Fen

Lin Yupeng arrived at the president's office number 2. The decoration of this office was different from that of office number 1. This office was antique and elegant, as if he had returned to the mansion of an ancient prince. The walls were decorated with calligraphy and couplets by famous people. On the rosewood desk, there were writing brushes, ink, paper, and inkstones, as well as a jade snuff bottle.

An antique-style record player in the room was playing the melodious and graceful guzheng music "High Mountains and Flowing Water". Zhang Yueran was sitting upright in a grand chair in the center, his eyes slightly closed, appreciating the ancient music. When he saw Lin Yupeng, he smiled slightly and pointed to the ebony soft couch next to him. Lin Yupeng leaned over and sat down.

"Did you want to see me?" Zhang Yueran asked in a deep voice.

"Yes, I heard that Xiaoru's sister, Xiao Fen, has made a mistake and is going to be sent to Southeast Asia, is that right?" "Lin Yupeng asked bluntly.

A sharp glint flashed in Zhang Yueran's tiger-like eyes, and he said in a deep voice, "That's right! Xiaoru told you, didn't she?"

Lin Yupeng smiled slightly, "Yes, I want to plead for her. She was coerced by Yang Yue and had no choice. I hope Mr. Zhang can give her a chance and spare her this time."

Zhang Yueran's sharp gaze swept over Lin Yupeng like a searchlight, his expression neither warm nor cold. After a long while, he sighed and slowly said, "Brother Lin, I can give you this face, but I hope this is the last time!"

His tone was neither warm nor cold, yet it carried a chilling magic, each word like a small hammer striking Lin Yupeng's heart.

Lin Yupeng remained calm and laughed heartily, "Mr. Zhang, thank you! I also hope this is the last time I trouble you!" A faint smile suddenly bloomed on Zhang

Yueran's cold face, like a ray of sunshine peeking through a gap in the clouds. He nodded to Lin Yupeng, picked up the phone, dialed a number, and said only one sentence: "Bring Xiaofen here!"

About ten minutes later, two security guards brought Xiaofen to the office. Xiaofen was still wearing her business suit, but she looked haggard. Her delicate face was filled with terror, and her large, watery eyes were lifeless, like stagnant water.

She lowered her head and walked tremblingly to President Zhang, not daring to say a word.

Zhang Yueran said coldly, "Xiaofen! Lin Yupeng just pleaded for you. You don't have to go to Southeast Asia tomorrow, but there's one condition: you must leave Tianqiong Group immediately and never set foot in Tianqiong Group again."

Upon hearing that she didn't have to go to Southeast Asia to sell herself, Xiaofen's stagnant eyes immediately lit up with hope. She glanced gratefully at Lin Yupeng and nodded, saying, "Thank you, President Zhang! Thank you, President Lin!" "I'm leaving right away!"

Xiao Fen was of no use to Zhang Yueran now; all the information she had was related to Yang Yue, and Yang Yue had already confessed everything he needed to. It was just a good opportunity to use her to do Lin Yupeng a favor.

Lin Yupeng took Xiao Fen away from the president's office and went first to his vice president's office to meet Xiao Ru.

The two sisters embraced and sobbed. Xiao Ru said sadly, "Sister, I thought I'd never see you again!"

Xiao Fen sobbed, "Me too, I missed you so much."

After crying for a while, the two sisters turned around at the same time, bowed deeply to Lin Yupeng, and said in unison, "Thank you, President Lin."

Lin Yupeng smiled slightly and said, "Don't mention it! It's what I should do. Xiaofen, you have strong business skills. You can find a good job even after leaving Tianqiong Group. Keep up the good work!"

Xiaofen nodded with a smile, chatted with Xiaoru for a few words, and then left the office.

After work, Xiang Kui drove Lin Yupeng straight to the Meidu Hotel.

This celebration banquet was held in the high-class VIP hall on the second floor. The scale was much higher than the banquet Lin Yupeng attended in the hall on the first floor to celebrate the thesis competition. Almost all the senior leaders of Tianqiong Group were present this time, along with many other guests. There were more than thirty people in total.

Lin Yupeng glanced around and was surprised to find Lu Yihui, the president of Tianhan Medical University, and Tian Fangyong, the deputy director of the Dongwan Health Bureau, among them. Both of these men had directly or indirectly clashed with Lin Yupeng. They were invited to the banquet, probably only knowing it was to welcome the newly appointed vice president, unaware that the vice president was Lin Yupeng. If they had known, they certainly wouldn't have come. When

Tian Fangyong and Lu Yihui saw Lin Yupeng, their faces simultaneously showed a complex expression of surprise, doubt, and even apprehension, which Lin Yupeng found amusing.

Zhang Yueran called Lin Yupeng to his side and loudly announced to everyone, "Colleagues and guests, let's welcome the newly appointed vice president, Mr. Lin Yupeng, to give a toast!"

Lin Yupeng smiled slightly, raised his glass, and said loudly, "I am very happy to be gathered here with you all today. I wish you all good health, smooth work, prosperous business, and all the best!"

His toast was brief, but his rhythmic delivery was captivating, immediately eliciting enthusiastic applause. Following

him, many senior executives and guests came to toast Lin Yupeng. Lin Yupeng, now a heavy drinker, accepted every toast without flinching.

Tian Fangyong and Lü Yihui remained in a corner of the party, not joining the toasts, chatting idly, their eyes constantly glancing at Lin Yupeng.

Lin Yupeng inwardly sneered, picked up a glass of red wine, and walked up to them, chuckling dryly, "Director Tian, Principal Lü, hello! Long time no see, how have you been?"

Tian Fangyong and Lü Yihui exchanged a glance and simultaneously replied, "Hello! President Lin..." The "President Lin" was delivered with great difficulty.

Lin Yupeng faced Lü Yihui, raised his glass, and smiled, "Principal Lü, I really have to thank you! If it weren't for your righteous act of letting me leave the school, I wouldn't be the Vice President of Tianqiong Group now!" "Let's have a drink!"

His tone was full of sarcasm and provocation. Lü Yihui's face was even more ashen, like he'd been injected with chicken blood. He forced up his glass and downed it in one gulp, not even knowing what the wine tasted like.

Lin Yupeng chuckled, turned to face Tian Fangyong, and a waiter came over and refilled his glass. Lin Yupeng said to Tian Fangyong, "Director Tian, we're old friends. Thank you for coming. I'll drink first."

He then downed his glass. Lin Yupeng didn't want to provoke Tian Fangyong too much. This man was very shrewd, and their conflict hadn't become public yet. Lin Yupeng felt they shouldn't be enemies, but rather establish a cooperative relationship—something Yang Yue had always hoped for but hadn't achieved.

As the party drew to a close, Qiao Fenny swayed her slender waist and walked over gracefully, giving Lin Yupeng a flirtatious wink and saying sweetly, "Mr. Lin, let's go dancing! We agreed on it during the day!" "

Chapter 143 Passionate Battle"

Lin Yupeng laughed heartily, "Alright, but let me be clear, don't worry about me ruining your dance shoes!"

He then carefully examined Qiao Fenny, noticing she was wearing a bright red tulle skirt suit, revealing her chest and back, and emerald green dance shoes. Her shapely, long legs were encased in black plaid stockings, perfectly showcasing her mature and sexy side.

Lin Yupeng couldn't help but glance at her lower body a few times, thinking to himself, "Is she not wearing underwear today either?"

Seeing Lin Yupeng staring at her, Qiao Fenny smiled sweetly and walked to his side, whispering in his ear, "Don't look! I'll let you see as much as you want after the dance!" Lin

Yupeng smiled wickedly and walked out of the VIP room with her. At this moment, Xiang Kui, the bodyguard who was guarding outside, walked over, his eyes flashing with a sharp light as he sized up Qiao Fenny.

Upon seeing the burly and fierce Xiang Kui, Qiao Fenny's pretty face showed fear. Lin Yupeng smiled slightly and said to Xiang Kui, "Go find a room to rest! This is none of your business!" Xiang

Kui nodded indifferently and turned to leave. The security at the Meidu Hotel was no less than that of the Tianqiong Group headquarters, so Lin Yupeng didn't need to worry about any danger.

He and Qiao Fenny went to the ballroom on the third floor. There were many dancers there, and the atmosphere was lively. The giant crystal rotating chandelier, the Broadway-style red carpet, and the dazzling sound system made everyone who stepped onto the dance floor feel like the star of the night. The

melodious waltz began again, and Lin Yupeng and Qiao Fenny walked hand-in-hand onto the dance floor. The music was fast-paced, so Lin Yupeng was always guided by Qiao Fenny. This woman had great flexibility and elastic skin; she was indeed a natural dancer.

As one song ended, another began immediately, a slow waltz. Lin Yupeng danced with ease, and the two gradually reached a climax. Qiao Fenny, her face flushed with desire, moved closer and closer to him, her face almost touching Lin Yupeng's shoulder. Her large breasts trembled alluringly, sending shivers of pleasure through Lin Yupeng's chest. Qiao

Fenny's dancing skills were superb; her movements were graceful, elegant, and ethereal. It was said that Zhao Feiyan, the beautiful queen of the Han Dynasty, could dance gracefully on a small space, her hands moving like trembling flowers, her body shifting like the wind. If Qiao Fenny were to return to Zhao Feiyan's time, she would certainly not be inferior to her. After another

song, Qiao Fenny whispered seductively in Lin Yupeng's ear, "Let's take a break!" Lin

Yupeng nodded and sat down with Qiao Fenny at a table near the dance floor. A waitress attentively served them cold drinks. Qiao Fenny's snow-white, lotus-root-like arm climbed onto Lin Yupeng's shoulder, and she said in her magnetic voice, "Brother Lin, wasn't my dancing pretty good?"

Lin Yupeng blurted out, "You danced wonderfully! Sister Fenny, you're practically a dancer!"

His words made Qiao Fenny giggle uncontrollably: "Brother Lin, you're so funny!"

"Sister Fenny, are you wearing underwear today?" "Lin Yupeng suddenly whispered in her ear.

Qiao Fenny's eyes were alluring, and she said sweetly, "Feel it." As she spoke, her hand guided Lin Yupeng's hand to the base of her thigh. This time, it was through a thin layer of gauze skirt, and it felt smooth and soft to the touch.

Qiao Fenny was still not wearing underwear. Lin Yupeng chuckled dryly. At this moment, the music started again, and he smiled and said, "Sister Fenny, want to dance one more time?"

Qiao Fenny shook her head with a coquettish laugh and said, "No, I won't dance anymore! If I dance again, I won't have the energy to play more interesting games with you!"

Lin Yupeng asked knowingly, "Oh? What more interesting games?"

Qiao Fenny gave him a flirtatious wink, put her mouth close to his ear, and whispered, "What do you think?" "Of course it's a game between men and women."

Lin Yupeng and Qiao Fenny left the dance hall and went to the fourth floor to book a room. This was the same room where Tang Rui had offered herself to him a couple of days ago, and tonight it had a different hostess.

The fire that Lin Yupeng had been aroused by Xiao Ru during the day had been hidden in his body, and he desperately needed to find a woman to release this lustful desire at night. Coincidentally, Qiao Fenny appeared, and she was also looking to get involved with this new vice president. The two hit it off immediately. As

soon as he closed the door, Qiao Fenny pulled him onto the bed, gently unbuckled his belt, and revealed his magnificent genitals.

Lin Yupeng, naturally unwilling to be outdone, climbed one hand onto her towering breasts, while the other slipped inside her gauze dress, thrusting straight for her core.

Qiao Fenny's delicate eyes shimmered with desire, and her fiery lips let out a seductive moan. Then she lowered her head, burying herself in his magnificent member.

Lin Yupeng felt waves of intense pleasure surge from his lower body. He saw that Qiao Fenny's mouth and throat were almost in a straight line, and his heart skipped a beat: "Could this be the woman's deep throat technique?"

After half an hour of this, Lin Yupeng showed no sign of ejaculating. Qiao Fenny raised her head, her beautiful eyes filled with surprise, her chest heaving rapidly, clearly exhausted.

Lin Yupeng chuckled, and with a swift movement, he removed her bright red gauze dress, ripped off her bra, gently pushed her down onto the bed, and pressed his entire body down upon her, his iron hooves breaking through the Helan Mountains, heading straight for her heart.

Two fiery bodies jolted violently on the bed. Qiao Fenny's seductive skills were indeed remarkable, displaying a myriad of techniques, a mastery of all eighteen kinds of "martial arts." Lin Yupeng, on the other hand, pressed forward fearlessly, countering every move with equal force. Their physical battle was exhilarating.

"Ah!" "Good brother, I'm coming again—" Qiao Fenny's lips parted slightly, emitting her unique, magnetic moan, incredibly alluring, further arousing Lin Yupeng's desire to attack.

Qiao Fenny's naked, fragrant body convulsed violently, finally succumbing to Lin Yupeng's relentless onslaught, reaching a peak of pleasure.

Lin Yupeng grew more vigorous with each thrust, pressing his advantage...

"Good brother, stop, sister can't take it anymore!" After nearly a night of fierce fighting, as the sky began to lighten, Qiao Fenny finally surrendered.

This woman was indeed formidable, persisting for so long, driving Lin Yupeng to the brink of climax. In the end, she once again employed the deep throat technique, finally causing him to ejaculate profusely.

"Is Yang Yue gone?" Qiao Fenny, having just caught her breath, whispered to Lin Yupeng, resting her head on his chest.

Lin Yupeng chuckled and said, "I don't know, you'll have to ask President Zhang." But in his heart, he thought, "Yang Yue has been dealt with; you'll never see him again!" "

Jofenny said quietly, "Alas, I'm afraid it's more bad than good."

Lin Yupeng's face turned cold, and he said seriously, "Sister Fenny, the less you know about things you shouldn't know, the better. Just be a good public relations manager."

Chapter 144 Secret Computer

Jofenny laughed and said, "That's true. I hope you'll take good care of me in the future, Mr. Lin!"

Lin Yupeng laughed heartily, "Haha, no problem!" "

Qiao Fenny danced all night and then spent the whole night with Lin Yupeng. She

was exhausted, her body aching and her eyelids drooping. She chatted with Lin Yupeng for a while before falling into a deep sleep. Lin Yupeng, however, was wide awake. He seemed to have inexhaustible energy, especially after making love with a woman; he appeared exceptionally refreshed.

After lying in bed for a while, he got up, dressed, and suddenly his phone rang with a text message.

Lin Yupeng glanced at Qiao Fenny warily, seeing she was still fast asleep, then took his phone to the corner of the room, opened the message, and read: 'There is a laptop in the hidden compartment under the bedside table in Yang Yue's lounge. The D drive contains surveillance data about you. The password is 30211691.'" "

Given the brief message sent via anonymous number, Lin Yupeng suspected it was likely sent by Xiao Fen. As Yang Yue's confidante, Xiao Fen knew Yang Yue's computer password and was intimately familiar with the secrets of Yang Yue's lounge. She must have been grateful to Lin Yupeng for saving her, hence revealing the location of the laptop monitoring him so he could find it and delete its contents.

In reality, the surveillance footage of Lin Yupeng was of little value to Yang Yue; Lin Yupeng had already interfered with the camera installed in his minister's office. Xiao Fen, however, was unaware of this, hence the anonymous message revealing the laptop's location—she feared discovery would be detrimental to him.

Regardless..." "I absolutely have to find that laptop,"

Lin Yupeng said. He glanced at his watch; it was 6:30 AM. He got dressed, left his room, and dialed Xiang Kui's number, telling him to wait for him in the Meidu Hotel parking lot in ten minutes.

After hanging up, Lin Yupeng quickly ate breakfast at the buffet restaurant on the first floor. All food and beverage services at the Meidu Hotel were free, and since many people now knew the new vice president, they were particularly attentive to Lin Yupeng.

After breakfast, Lin Yupeng went to the hotel parking lot and saw Xiang Kui already waiting by his Audi. Seeing Lin Yupeng arrive, he immediately opened the passenger door. Lin Yupeng bent down and got into the car, while Xiang Kui got into the driver's seat, started the car, and casually asked, "Where are we going?"

Lin Yupeng laughed heartily, "Back to work at the group, of course!" The car

sped away. It wasn't rush hour yet, and there were few cars on the road. Lin Yupeng's car raced all the way to the entrance of Tianqiong Group.

While going through security, Lin Yupeng noticed the guards at the gate giving him strange looks, probably surprised that he, having just been promoted to vice president, was arriving more than an hour earlier than usual. Little did they know, Lin Yupeng was eager to see Yang Yue's secret computer.

He and Xiang Kui went to the vice president's office, took out their keys to open the door, and Lin Yupeng said to Xiang Kui, "You stay in the outer room. Don't let anyone enter the inner room without my permission. Inform me first if you need anything!" Xiang

Kui's eyes flashed with a sharp light, and he nodded respectfully upon hearing this.

Lin Yupeng entered the lounge and first went to the oil painting "Tiger Descending the Mountain" in the center. He reached out and patted the "King" character on the tiger's head, and the painting automatically rolled up, splitting the wall panel to reveal a secret closet.

This closet had previously contained Yang Yue's drug paraphernalia, but now, when Lin Yupeng opened it, it was empty. It was possible that Yang Yue had disposed of it before the incident, or perhaps Zhang Yueran had led his men to raid the lounge after the incident, moving the drugs and paraphernalia away.

Lin Yupeng He pressed the button to close the closet and began examining the bedside table next to the luxurious upholstered bed, hoping the laptop hidden inside hadn't been discovered.

The bedside table was made of wood and steel, with two doors and a drawer on top; it was luxurious, elegant, and fire-resistant.

Lin Yupeng first opened the drawer, finding nothing inside except a few bottles of men's cologne.

He then opened the two lower doors, finding them made of steel and containing only a set of tableware. Where was the hidden compartment mentioned in the text message?

Lin Yupeng recalled the old-fashioned laptop he had found at Fang Na's house last time. There's a hidden compartment underneath the cabinet, but the bedside table in front of him has a mahogany outer shell encasing an inner steel panel. If there's a hidden compartment, it must be between the outer and inner shells. But the bedside table looks very well-made; where can he find a way in? The text message didn't specify the exact location of the hidden compartment.

He crouched down, scanning the steel frame inside the bedside table, reaching deep inside and tapping around. Lin Yupeng, a PhD in physics, is very sensitive to the echoes of various materials. He noticed that the echo from the back wall of the bedside table was different from other places. He deduced that this might be where the hidden compartment was located.

Lin Yupeng's hand rummaged around inside the cabinet and suddenly he felt a small screw, about the size of a little finger, in the corner . He twisted

it hard and it actually came loose. Normally, screws in this kind of cabinet should be welded in place, so there must be something wrong here. He kept twisting until he finally unscrewed the screw. He pushed the back wall of the cabinet and it was slightly loose. He found another screw in the other corner and continued to twist it. When he had unscrewed all four corner screws, he gently pushed the back wall of the cabinet, and the steel plate immediately tilted forward, revealing the inner layers.

There was a recessed area beneath the compartment, and on it stood an ultra-thin Apple laptop, less than 2 centimeters thick at its thickest point.

Lin Yupeng's eyes lit up; he recognized it as the laptop Yang Yue used to view surveillance footage. He removed the laptop from the recess, quickly plugged it in, turned it on, entered the password, and accessed the desktop. He clicked on the D drive, which contained only one folder. Inside, he found over ten video files.

Lin Yupeng opened the first video file, which showed his first day working in the product development department office, 24 hours a day. He watched several other videos, discovering they were surveillance footage of his work after joining Tianqiong Group. The content was simple: him sitting at the computer browsing documents, chatting with Xiaoru, Xiaoru massaging her shoulders, and Deputy Minister He Dan asking him for business—something Yang Yue himself probably found tiresome.

In the last few days, the video showed brief periods of static; Lin Yupeng knew this was caused by an infrared jammer.

Lin Yupeng, finding the situation uninteresting, quickly exited the D drive and went to the C drive, only to find it contained system files and nothing else. He then went to the E drive, where his eyes lit up immediately. He found another folder, and upon opening it, he found more than ten video files.

(Chapter 145: Another Top-Secret Video)

Lin Yupeng immediately opened video file number 01. The screen showed a luxurious hotel room, with a man and a woman sitting on the bed. The woman was nestled in the man's arms, her face flushed, with a radiant glow like the sunset. She appeared to be in her early thirties, with alluring eyes that sparkled with a captivating innocence, and a lewd smile on her face.

Upon seeing the woman's appearance, Lin Yupeng was immediately stunned—it was Han Yun!

And who was the man but Lü Yihui? Lü Yihui, with a lewd grin, was undressing Han Yun. Han Yun's eyes were glazed with desire, and she was half-heartedly resisting as Lü Yihui stripped her naked.

Lin Yupeng remembered Han Yun saying that Lü Yihui had drugged and raped her, and he was sure she was referring to this incident, because he could tell at a glance that Han Yun had taken aphrodisiacs.

The camera angle was perfect, displaying Han Yun's full, firm breasts, her snow-white, upturned buttocks, and the mysterious area between her legs on the screen—it was like watching an adult film.

Lü Yihui chuckled wickedly, and his hands began to ravage Han Yun's fair body.

"So white! Haha, she's all wet!" Lü Yihui's lewd laughter and Han Yun's loud moans echoed from the image.

Looking further down, the scene became even more obscene. Lü Yihui quickly stripped off his clothes in less than 30 seconds, looking extremely lustful, and then he impatiently pressed himself against Han Yun and began playing "doggy style."

The more Lin Yupeng looked at the following content, the more familiar it seemed. It turned out to be the passionate video that "classic man" had sent from Han Yun's office computer that day. This video of Yang Yue was twice as long, so it seemed this was the complete version.

Lin Yupeng glanced at his watch; it was almost 8 a.m., and he had to go to work soon. He didn't have time to look any further, so he found his briefcase, took out the external hard drive, and copied all the folders from Yang Yue's laptop's D and E drives to the external hard drive. Then he deleted all the contents of Yang Yue's D and E drives.

Finally, Lin Yupeng opened the F drive, which he hadn't looked at before, and found it empty. He then put the laptop back in the bedside table's compartment, covered it with the steel plate, and tightened the screws.

After everything was tidied up, Lin Yupeng came out of the lounge and went to the door. Seeing Xiang Kui still standing guard outside, he asked in a deep voice, "Has anyone come looking for me?"

A glint flashed in Xiang Kui's eyes, and he replied coldly, "No."

Lin Yupeng nodded in satisfaction and said, "From now on, if anyone comes looking for me, you can let them in!"

Xiang Kui replied briefly and forcefully, "Understood!"

Lin Yupeng returned to his office in the inner room and sat on the swivel chair. After a while, Xiao Ru and Tang Rui came to work. After Tang Rui reported on yesterday's work, she went to work in the outer reception room.

Looking at Tang Rui's beautiful figure, Lin Yupeng chuckled to himself, "In ancient times, there was Hua Mulan who joined the army in place of her father; now, there is Tang Rui who sells herself for her father. How interesting!"

This morning, Lin Yupeng met with several guests, all of whom were old clients of the Tianqiong Group. They had originally signed cooperation agreements with Yang Yue, but now that they heard Yang Yue had fallen from power and replaced him with the new vice president, Lin Yupeng, these clients felt uneasy and came to Lin Yupeng to test his intentions.

Lin Yupeng acknowledged that their previous cooperation agreement with Yang Yue would remain unchanged, and the people left reassured.

After lunch, Lin Yupeng returned to his office. The afternoon was relatively quiet. Suddenly, he remembered that Zhang Yueran had given him a Browning pistol yesterday, which he kept in his inner pocket, along with the bag of ammunition.

"Since I have nothing to do now, why not go practice shooting?" Lin Yupeng thought to himself. He guessed that Tianqiong Group must have a secret shooting practice area, probably known only to a few high-ranking leaders

. Therefore, Lin Yupeng went to the lounge, took out his phone, and dialed Zhang Yueran's number.

"Mr. Zhang! I'd like to practice shooting. Where is it?" Lin Yupeng asked directly.

"Hehe, want to play with guns? Good! That's ambitious! It's better to protect yourself than to rely on others! Even a god can't hide from a flash! Our company has a place to practice shooting. I'll send someone to take you there in a bit. Call Xiang Kui, let him teach you." Upon hearing that Lin Yupeng wanted to practice shooting, Zhang Yueran's tone was full of approval. He unusually launched into a long speech, then added in a deep voice, "Practicing shooting is fine, but don't exceed one hour a day."

Lin Yupeng smiled and replied, "Okay, I understand!"

After hanging up the phone, he waited in the office for a while, and then the door opened, and a young security guard in camouflage walked in.

Lin Yupeng immediately recognized him as the security guard who had greeted him when he first came to Tianqiong Group. He was tall and strong, with dark and shiny skin, and a pair of bright, clear eyes that exuded youthful vigor. This man often appeared by Zhang Yueran's side, so he seemed to be one of his trusted confidants.

"President Lin! I've come to pick you up as instructed by President Zhang." The security guard knew his place and didn't reveal any specific details.

Lin Yupeng sized him up, not immediately getting up, but gesturing for him to sit on the sofa beside him. He smiled and said, "Young man, what's your name?"

Lin Yupeng could tell from his appearance that the man was only slightly older than himself, so calling him "young man" seemed very friendly.

"My name is Qin Xi!" the security guard replied, sitting upright and speaking in a clear, concise voice.

"Xiao Ru! Pour Qin Xi a cold drink," Lin Yupeng instructed with a smile.

Xiao Ru poured Qin Xi a glass of fresh orange juice and placed it on the coffee table in front of him.

"Thank you!" Qin Xi was somewhat flattered; none of the high-ranking leaders he had encountered at Tianqiong Group had been as polite as Lin Yupeng.

Qin Xi glanced at Xiao Ru indifferently, a hint of amazement flashing in his clear eyes. He had probably never seen such a pure and charming girl before.

He was a very professional person; he only glanced at Xiao Ru briefly, but she left a deep impression on him.

At this moment, Lin Yupeng asked in a deep voice, "Xiao Qin, what is your position in the security department?"

Qin Xi answered seriously, "I am the captain of the second security team."

Tianqiong Group's security team was divided into three teams, each with thirty people; the captain was equivalent to a platoon leader in the army.

Lin Yupeng looked him over a few times, then smiled and continued, "How old are you this year?"

Qin Xi's eyes flashed sharply, and he answered seriously, "22."

Lin Yupeng looked surprised and laughed heartily, "Oh? Young and promising! Keep up the good work, our company never buries talent!"

Qin Xi smiled and nodded, but secretly wondered, "Why is this General Manager Lin chatting with me like this? Is he still practicing shooting?"

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