After I died, they cried in the live studio

Chapter 26: Feast of Revenge
Sang Shuwan sighed slightly, as if hesitating whether to speak or not. After a moment, she slowly said, "Something went wrong with the partner of an important project of our company. The originally agreed investment suddenly changed. If this project is shelved, it will have a significant impact on the company."

Mo Xiao raised his lips with a confident smile, "That's all, don't worry, honey. I have some connections in the business world, I'll ask around for you and see if I can find new investment."

A hint of surprise flashed in Sang Shuwan's eyes, "Really? Master Mo, it would be great if you could do me this favor. I knew that I had found the right person to work with." Her praise made Mo Xiao overjoyed and even more complacent.

"Haha, baby, don't worry. As long as I'm here, these won't be a problem. But..." Mo Xiao changed the subject, with a hint of ambiguity in his eyes, "How are you going to thank me?"

Sang Shuwan was slightly startled, then her cheeks flushed, and she said angrily: "Master Mo, you haven't even helped me yet, and you're already asking for a thank-you gift."

Mo Xiao laughed, "I made a reservation in advance. Honey, you are so charming, I will go through fire and water for you."

Sang Shuwan lowered her head, as if thinking about something. After a while, she looked up at Mo Xiao, her eyes becoming firm, "Prince Mo, I actually have a bigger plan. If it succeeds, both of us can gain huge benefits."

Mo Xiao looked at Sang Shuwan curiously, "Oh? What's the plan? Tell me about it, darling."

Sang Shuwan stood up, walked to the window, turned his back to Mo Xiao, and said slowly: "You also know that the market competition is fierce nowadays. Although our company has a certain position in the industry, we still need some bold measures to move to the next level. I want to unite several powerful companies to jointly build a new business empire, integrate resources, and monopolize some emerging market areas. And your Mo's Enterprise will play a vital role in it."

Mo Xiao was moved when he heard this. This plan did sound very tempting. But he was not a shrewd person. He narrowed his eyes and asked, "Baby, this plan sounds good, but it may not be so easy to implement. Why do you think we can succeed?"

Sang Shuwan turned around with a confident smile on his face. "Master Mo, I am well prepared. I have conducted in-depth market research and have had preliminary discussions with several potential partners. They are all very interested in this plan. In addition, I have mastered some exclusive technologies and resources, which will be the key to our success."

Mo Xiao pondered for a moment, weighing the pros and cons. On the one hand, he didn't want to miss this opportunity that could bring huge benefits; on the other hand, he was worried that this was a trap set by Sang Shuwan. But looking at Sang Shuwan's confident and charming appearance, his reason was gradually overwhelmed by desire.

"Baby, your plan is indeed very attractive. However, I still need some time to think about it. After all, this is not a trivial matter." Mo Xiao said.

Sang Shuwan nodded slightly, "It is right for Prince Mo to be thoughtful. However, I hope you can give me an answer as soon as possible, because time is tight and we have to act quickly."

At this moment, Mo Xiao's phone suddenly rang. He glanced at the caller ID and his face changed slightly. He stood up and said to Sang Shuwan, "Baby, I'll take a call." Then he walked aside and answered the phone.

After picking up the phone, the voice of his confidant came: "Boss, we have checked carefully, and there is nothing unusual about the people and things around her. Those cooperative companies are also reliable, and everything is fine." After listening to this, Mo Xiao showed a smug smile on his face, and the last trace of doubt in his heart completely dissipated.

"Haha, good, well done." Mo Xiao hung up the phone and looked back at Sang Shuwan. He looked at Sang Shuwan as if he had seen a treasure shining with endless light, just waiting for him to dig it out. He picked up the red wine glass in front of him and shook it towards Sang Shuwan. The red wine flowed slowly on the wall of the glass, just like his desire and ambition flowing freely at this moment.

"Baby, it seems that our cooperation is really a match made in heaven, and the future will be unstoppable." After Mo Xiao finished speaking, he raised his head and drank the red wine. The spicy yet sweet wine slid down his throat. He seemed to have seen himself overlooking the world from the pinnacle of the business empire.

Sang Shuwan pursed her lips slightly, and took a sip from her own glass, but a hint of coldness flashed in her eyes that was hard for others to detect. She said softly: "Prince Mo trusts me so much, I will not let you down. This glass of wine is a celebration for our beautiful future in advance." Mo Xiao put down the glass, leaned forward, and wanted to hold Sang Shuwan's hand. Sang Shuwan cleverly turned sideways, stood up, walked to the sofa and sat down, patted the seat beside him, "Prince Mo, why don't we discuss how to implement the next step of the plan."

Mo Xiao hurriedly stood up and sat next to Sang Shuwan. The close distance made him a little distracted, but when he thought of the huge profits that were about to come, he forced himself to calm down and began to discuss the so-called business plan with Sang Shuwan. However, he didn't know that he was falling deeper and deeper into the revenge web carefully woven by Sang Shuwan. Every move he made was proceeding according to Sang Shuwan's expectations, and that glass of red wine might also be the beginning of his downfall.

In fact, Sang Shuwan had long anticipated that the Mo family's people were extremely cautious and would definitely protect Mo Xiao secretly, so she made a thorough plan in advance. During the few minutes when Mo Xiao was concentrating on ordering food, the kitchen staff quietly received instructions and quickly mixed powerful drugs into the food and red wine prepared for Mo Xiao.

At this moment, seeing Mo Xiao pouring the red wine into his throat without noticing, Sang Shuwan sneered in her heart. She continued to deal with Mo Xiao calmly, but her eyes drifted to the door from time to time, calculating the time accurately.

Not long after, the effect of the drug took effect rapidly. Mo Xiao's eyes lost focus instantly, his body swayed a few times, and then he collapsed on the seat like a puddle of mud, unconscious. Seeing this, Sang Shuwan immediately put away her fake smile, and her eyes became cold and sharp. She quickly called the men who had been waiting in the dark, and whispered: "Take him to the hotel room, move gently, don't attract attention."

The men were well-trained to lift Mo Xiao up, and quietly left the restaurant through the side door, walked through the quiet corridor, and headed for the booked hotel room. Sang Shuwan followed behind slowly, the sound of her high heels hitting the ground echoing in the silent corridor, as if it was the countdown clock for her revenge plan.

After entering the room, Mo Xiao was placed on the large bed. Sang Shuwan stood by the bed, coldly looking at the once arrogant man in front of her, with mixed feelings in her heart. She knew that every step forward was crucial and there could be no mistakes.

She took a deep breath and began to set up the room. She drew the heavy curtains to ensure the privacy of the room, and checked the recording equipment and other tools she had prepared in advance to make sure everything was ready. Then, she sat on a chair beside the bed, quietly waiting for Mo Xiao to wake up, with a firm light in her eyes, like a hunter who was in control of the overall situation, patiently waiting for the prey to wake up so that she could launch the final fatal blow.

Mo Xiao's men had been standing at the entrance of the villa for a long time. The biting cold wind whistled past, but it could not blow away the uneasiness that was gradually spreading in their hearts. They stared at the entrance of the villa, and time passed by, but there was still no sign of Mo Xiao.

One of them looked like a small leader. He had a frown on his face and kept rubbing his hands to keep warm. He muttered, "He's been in there for a long time, why hasn't he come out yet? Did something happen to him?" The others looked at each other and saw worry in each other's eyes.

Finally, the little leader gritted his teeth, waved his hand and said, "Let's go to the restaurant." A group of people hurried to the restaurant.

In the restaurant, the lights still shone softly on the neatly arranged tables, but there was no one there. They looked around and found that the tables and chairs were neatly arranged, with no signs of fighting or chaos. Only the unfinished food still exuded a faint aroma, as if telling that a seemingly peaceful meeting had taken place here not long ago.

The little leader was extremely anxious and shouted loudly: "Boss? Boss, where are you?" However, the only response he got was an empty echo. They searched every corner of the restaurant, even the kitchen and the storage room, but found nothing. At this time, an ominous premonition hung over their hearts like a haze. They realized that Mo Xiao might be in great danger, but they didn't have any clues.

Mo Xiao's men were about to question the restaurant owner when they saw everyone in the restaurant change their expressions instantly. They quickly and uniformly pulled out their prepared pistols from various hidden corners and pointed the black muzzles directly at Mo Xiao's men. Before Mo Xiao's men could react, a series of deafening gunshots broke the silence of the restaurant.

Bullets whizzed out like crazy wasps, mercilessly shooting at Mo Xiao's men. They stared wide-eyed in horror, their faces filled with disbelief and despair. Their bodies instinctively twitched and twisted in the hail of bullets, blood splashed in front of and behind them like a blooming red lotus, instantly dyeing the floor of the restaurant a dazzling crimson. The howls of pain came one after another, but were soon drowned out by the dense gunfire.

Mo Xiao's men tried to resist, and they frantically reached for their weapons at their waists. However, in the face of the sudden powerful firepower, everything seemed so powerless. Some were shot in the arm as soon as they pulled out their guns, and their weapons fell to the ground with a clang; some did not even have the chance to raise their hands before they were pierced through the body by several bullets, and fell to the ground like puppets with their strings cut. In just a moment, the originally neat team was torn apart by the raging gunfire, with broken limbs and torn clothes scattered all over the floor, and the smell of blood filled the entire restaurant, pungent and disgusting.

(End of this chapter)