Espionage codename: Shen Gongbao

Seeing Wang Tianmu's worried expression, Wang Xuesen smiled calmly, with a hint of confidence in his eyes:

"That's for sure."

"You just need to insist on being completely unaware."

"As long as Li Shiqun has no evidence, and I put in a little effort to put in charge, the most he can do is transfer you out of No. 76 and give you a sinecure."

He leaned back in his chair, put his hands behind his head, and continued:

"This way, you can get away smoothly and have more time to spend at the company."

"At the same time, it also allows me to get away from Li Shiqun's gaze."

"This is not a bad thing."

He looked at Wang Tianmu with a determined look in his eyes.

"In short, if this move succeeds, you'll win in every aspect."

After listening, Wang Tianmu was stunned for two seconds.

Then he smiled in admiration and said, "Brother, your skill in winning is getting more and more profound."

"Alright, I'm a fierce Zhang Fei, and you're Zhuge Liang."

"If you say I can win, then I definitely can."

After he finished speaking, his smile faded, and his expression turned serious again.

"But what about the pinkish-red?"

Wang Xuesen pondered for a moment.

"You can let Ma and Tu take her away as part of a deal."

He paused, then shrugged.

"However, this possibility is very small."

"You can handle it afterward."

He didn't rule out any possibility of definitive conclusions.

For a Green Gang boss like Wang Tianmu, face is the most important thing.

A concubine cheating on her husband with her own adjutant—no one could swallow such a thing.

Tao Hong was originally a dance hall hostess, so it's one thing for her to be a womanizer, and flirting outside could be considered a necessity in her social circle. But flirting with her adjutant right under Wang Tianmu's nose changes the nature of the situation.

Wang Tianmu will most likely not keep her.

Upright officials can hardly break housework.

Wang Xuesen was unwilling to care too much about the fate of a woman who had an affair.

If I say too much, and Old Wang happens to disagree, I'll only end up worse off.

As a boss, you should manage what you should manage, and turn a deaf ear to what you shouldn't.

This is the right way.

Wang Tianmu lowered his head and thought for a while:

"Okay, I understand."

"you busy."

Wang Xuesen nodded to him.

Wang Tianmu opened the door and walked straight away.

despair.

The door closed.

Wang Xuesen picked up the pen and unconsciously began to twirl it with his fingers.

Wang Tianmu's unexpected joy came at just the right time.

Eliminating Chen Mingchu not only humiliated Li Shiqun, but more importantly, it created a golden route to the mountain city, significantly reducing business costs.

Only then can Longteng Company truly grow bigger and stronger.

He put the pen back in the pen holder, picked up the phone, and dialed a number.

"Old Ma, tell Zhan Shen to come to my office."

……

Zhabei, underground casinos.

The heavy iron door was pushed open forcefully from the inside.

Mao Yong swaggered out, carrying a cloth bag in his hand, the silver dollars inside rattling loudly.

I'm having a really good day.

They opened five big hands in a row, making the dealer's face turn green with envy.

He hummed a tuneless version of "Eighteen Touches" and strolled to a noodle shop on the street corner.

"Boss, a bowl of beef noodles, please."

Mao Yong sat down with an air of authority and slammed the bag of silver dollars heavily on the table.

"Add double the amount of beef."

"Give me two more fried eggs."

Seeing his thuggish demeanor, the noodle shop owner dared not neglect him and quickly brought over the steaming hot noodles.

Mao Yong grabbed his chopsticks and devoured the food in no time.

They even drank the noodle soup clean.

He let out a burp, picked his teeth, and walked out of the noodle shop.

As the saying goes, when people are well-fed and warm, they think of...