My boss betrayed me

Fang Baiyun suddenly realized: "This reminder is like a bright lightning flashing through my mind."

Xia Muchu continued, "At the time, I was just guessing based on my intuition and experience, and I had no idea what would have happened if I hadn't had your help."

"I couldn't possibly get that crucial and powerful evidence after all the hard work I put into investigating, let alone use it as a bargaining chip."

Fang Baiyun waved his hand: "What kind of help is that? Dong Xiang's financial situation is clearly there. Anyone can find out as long as they are willing to check."

"But the key to that matter lies in the ability to have a keen awareness and precise insight into those complex and seemingly unrelated phenomena."

"It is of utmost importance to discern clues that are worth further investigation."

Xia Muchu smiled bitterly: "This matter has been shelved for several years, and it finally comes into play. In a few more years, with the passage of time and the change of circumstances, it may be worthless."

Then he said: "If I had thrown away all those so-called gentlemanly manners, stopped looking ahead and behind, and just gave him a fatal blow, and was ruthless."

"The benefits we can get from the renovation project are expected to be more substantial, and we can avoid many detours."

Fang Baiyun questioned: "Isn't what you are doing now blackmail?"

Xia Muchu shook his head repeatedly: "Blackmail? I haven't fallen to the point of doing something that is shady and despised by others."

"I just want to give him a chance, a chance to contribute to the literary arts."

“I sincerely hope that Feiyue Group can pay more attention to and support literature and art, so that the flame of culture can be continued and carried forward.”

Fang Baiyun asked: "What if he refuses?"

"Hey! A-Yue's manuscript will surely make a fortune!" Xia Muchu shouted passionately, "I racked my brains and carefully planned the outline of A-Yue's novel!"

“It’s a beautiful blend of authentic elements processed with cutting-edge technology.”

"If the press and the investigative agencies work together to hype up this book, the huge news effect it would generate would easily bring in over a million Dragon Coins."

"It's even beyond imagination, reaching a jaw-dropping astronomical figure! Moreover, the authoritative figures in Shengjing have given unreserved and supreme affirmation to the artistic value of the manuscript!"

Fang Baiyun could not help but nod his head repeatedly, sighing sincerely: "This is undoubtedly a divine stroke of genius, a startling and amazing idea! But as far as this matter is concerned, you really shouldn't have revealed even a single bit to me."

"But I just can't stop the impulse in my heart. That impulse is like a surging tide. I really, really want to tell you, even if you don't ask today."

"From now on, I will tell you everything without holding back a single detail." As soon as Xia Muchu finished speaking, he turned around impatiently and strode into the bedroom.

At this moment, he was extremely eager for a deep and refreshing sleep, like a long-awaited rain after a long drought. He wished he could dive into the bed and fall into a sweet dream in an instant.

However, a strong consciousness like an invisible giant hand pulled him tightly, driving him to hurriedly return to the door of the living room and said in a self-deprecating and slightly helpless tone:

"My works of art are always like priceless treasures buried deep underground, rarely having the opportunity to be presented to the public for appreciation, and there are almost no people in my theater who are qualified to be discerning audience members."

"Since you have come here, how could I miss this rare opportunity to talk to you?"

Fang Baiyun stared at the information with his head down, silent, but his face was full of contemplation. But he knew clearly in his heart that the greatest suffering of people like Xia Muchu was:

His emotions were like a wild beast trapped in a cage, roaring wildly but with nowhere to vent. His inner world was like an impregnable, closed castle isolated from the world, making it difficult for anyone to communicate with him.

When Xia Muchu woke up, it was already the next morning.

A ray of bright golden sunlight shone through the gap in the curtains and shot straight into the room like a sharp sword.

He slept for more than ten hours, and his brain returned to its previous excellent state of rigor, meticulousness, calmness, and clarity of thought.

There was a note on the bedside table, which was left by Fang Baiyun last night.

Xia Muchu suddenly pulled open the curtains, as if to take in the whole world, and then picked up the note, which was written in a flourish and elegant handwriting:

"I originally planned to have dinner together, but seeing that you were in urgent need of sleep, just like the drought-stricken earth in urgent need of rain, I really couldn't bear to wake you up from your sweet dream.

There are still some materials that I haven't finished reading, so I'll take them back to the hotel to read. I'll pick you up tomorrow morning so we can enjoy the food together."

Xia Muchu then took the note to the bathroom and burned it without hesitation. The flames rose instantly, as if swallowing up all the secrets.

He didn't want Nangong Yue to realize that they were secretly planning something earth-shattering that could change everything because of such a trivial oversight that could be exposed at the slightest mistake.

She knew Fang Baiyun was coming, and thought he had come to discuss letting her go abroad, but she didn't know the exact time of his arrival, let alone the real intention behind his visit, which was a shocking secret that could subvert everyone's fate.

After washing up, Xia Muchu began to concentrate on drafting the outline of the conversation.

He racked his brains and tried his best to use the simplest, clearest and most direct way to let Fang Baiyun understand his earth-shattering and shocking grand plan.

They had already reached a rock-solid, unshakable agreement in principle, so today they could discuss in depth and finalize the entire grand plan without reservation.

This will be an important day with epoch-making significance, worthy of being recorded in history, and it will completely rewrite the fate of many people related to it.

This is undoubtedly a thrilling game of fate, including the strangers who have unfortunately become victims.

Half an hour later, the summary was completed.

Four sheets of manuscript paper were used, and although the number of words was not large, it was mainly presented in digital form.

He carefully put the few pieces of paper into the back pocket of his trousers, and took advantage of the time when Fang Baiyun had not arrived yet to clean the room and mop the floor diligently.

It's as if everything is being put in order in preparation for the great moment that is about to come.

Xia Muchu was well aware of the partial cruelty of this plan.

But he had two reasons to balance his turbulent and stormy psychology.

One is the cruel but irresistible, iron-like law of survival.

The second is the weighing of the proportion of good and evil when making the final judgment.

There is a saying that the merits and demerits of great men are 30% to 70% or 40% to 60%. I am just an ordinary person, how can I not have one or two small mistakes in my life?

This way of balancing psychology is no different from covering one's ears and stealing a bell, and perhaps even he himself would find it difficult to deceive him successfully.

But he still resolutely decided to move forward.

Deep in his heart, nothing is more important than Nangong Yue. She is like a bright star that shines forever in his heart.