237: I'll go myself!
Old Shi closed his eyes. When he opened them again, all the raging waves had subsided, turning into a bottomless silence.
He glanced at Li Mo, who was slumped on the ground.
He then looked at Feng Rui, whose face was ashen, as if his soul had been sucked away.
Finally, his gaze landed on his grandson, who was also stunned into a daze.
"So..."
Old Shi's voice was calm, terrifyingly so.
"Li Mo, you knelt before me, not to have me deal with Feng Rui."
"You are trying to tell me that, right now, only I have the qualifications to... invite this gentleman back."
Li Mo's body trembled, and he buried his head even lower.
Old Shi was right.
His earth-shattering performance just now—the atmosphere building was real, the desire to survive was real, but his ultimate goal was to bring out a deity like Old Shi.
Because he knew very well that with a personality like Lin Yu's—too lazy to fuss but absolutely overbearing—Wang Teng wasn't qualified, President Shi wasn't qualified, and he, Li Mo, was even less qualified.
To make that gentleman turn back, it had to be the person with the most weight in the entire Alliance, appearing in person.
And the posture had to be low! Low enough!
President Shi was awakened by his grandfather's calm words. He reacted instantly, a surge of hot blood rushing to his head.
"Grandfather! What is your status? How can you go yourself..."
He spoke anxiously. In his view, having his grandfather, who had managed the Alliance for decades, chase after a young man was simply a huge joke.
Where would they put the face of Panshi Biology?
"We can just go ourselves! With President Wang and me, the weight of the two of us should be enough!" President Shi looked at Wang Teng beside him, trying to seek support.
However, Old Shi just glanced at him indifferently.
That one look made all of President Shi's words get stuck in his throat.
"You have enough weight?"
There was no joy or anger in Old Shi's voice.
"If you had enough weight, why would Li Mo skip you and come directly to kneel before me?"
One sentence made President Shi's face flush red.
That's right... Li Mo, that old fox, was as cunning as a ghost.
By doing this, his meaning was already as clear as could be.
Among everyone present, only Old Shi was barely qualified to talk to that "President Lin."
The others didn't even have the qualifications to knock on the door.
The crowd was deathly silent.
Make an eighty-year-old, highly respected elder chase after a twenty-year-old young man?
If this got out, the entire business world of Linzhou would be shaken.
Everyone felt this was too absurd, too excessive.
However, Old Shi himself thought about it very openly.
Face?
In the face of absolute interests and potential crises that could overturn the entire Alliance, so-called face was worthless!
That was an existence that could make a Visitor from the Abyss Domain take a step back on their own!
For such a character, let alone chasing him in person, even if it meant kneeling down and kowtowing to apologize right now, as long as it could earn the other party's forgiveness, he would do it without hesitation!
"Stop talking nonsense."
Old Shi's voice was decisive, without a hint of hesitation.
He turned his head and gave an order to his grandson, who was still in a daze, that petrified the entire room.
"Carry me on your back."
President Shi was completely stunned.
"Grand... Grandfather?"
"I told you to carry me!" Old Shi's voice suddenly rose, carrying an irresistible majesty. "My legs are inconvenient; by the time we walk over, he'll be long gone!"
If not for these old legs being so uncooperative, he would have rushed out himself by now!
President Shi's mind went blank. He looked at his grandfather's unquestionable command, then at the hundreds of stunned gazes around him.
He knew he had no choice.
This young commander, who had managed Panshi Biology for many years, finally yielded after a brief struggle.
He walked to Old Shi and slowly crouched down.
Old Shi climbed onto his back without hesitation.
Thus, a magical scene worthy of being recorded in the annals of Linzhou business history was born.
The heir to Panshi Biology, President Shi, was carrying his grandfather, the Old Shi who was hailed as the anchor of the Alliance.
The CEO of Qingyun Pharmaceutical, Li Mo, followed closely by his side like the most loyal guard.
Wang Teng of Shenfeng Pharmaceutical and the completely soul-lost Feng Rui followed at the back, trembling in fear like two students who had done something wrong.
The group, just like that, under the dull gazes of hundreds of employees.
Swept forward.
Chasing towards the direction of the park gate.
...
Outside the Qingyun Pharmaceutical park was a wide municipal road.
Even though it was already midnight, traffic was still endless.
By the roadside, under a lonely bus stop sign, stood two people.
Lin Yu and Wang Qingxuan.
Wang Qingxuan lowered her head, her fingers unconsciously picking at the loose threads on her cheap sportswear. What kind of design was this? It was actually quite fun.
However, this so-called fun was just an unconscious action while she was in a state of deep thought.
She didn't understand.
She really didn't understand.
The boss clearly came to negotiate, but he didn't say a word and just walked away.
Now, he wasn't even taking a car; he was actually waiting for the bus here.
Waiting for the bus!
An existence who could make a Visitor from the Abyss Domain retreat, who could casually take out infinite Top-tier Potions, and who might even come from some heaven-defying power she couldn't imagine.
Waiting for the bus here?
If this were told, would anyone believe it?
However, not understanding was one thing.
She chose to respect it.
Because Lin Yu was strong enough.
In Wang Qingxuan's worldview, whatever the strong did was right.
Behind every seemingly unreasonable action of his, there must be a profound meaning that mortals couldn't fathom.
Therefore, Lin Yu's judgment was also correct.
He said someone would be more anxious than them.
Those people in the park must have been driven crazy with anxiety.
It's just... she couldn't imagine just how anxious they could be.
Lin Yu was quite relaxed.
He was studying the crookedly pasted "psoriasis" small advertisement on the bus stop sign with great interest.
"Professional sewer unclogging, fifty per time, ttul-eo-ppeong..."
What the heck is this?
It's even bilingual in Chinese and Korean.
Is the sewer unclogging business this international now?
Just as he was studying it with great interest, a burst of footsteps, urgent to the point of distortion, accompanied by heavy panting, came from behind.
Lin Yu turned to look.
Then, he was stunned.
Wang Qingxuan also heard the commotion and subconsciously turned around as well.
The next second, she also froze in place.
She saw on the road not far away.
A middle-aged man wearing a high-end custom suit, who looked like he had been in a high position for a long time, was carrying a gray-haired old man on his back, sprinting towards this side like it was a 100-meter dash.
Behind them, several people were following.
Li Mo of Qingyun Pharmaceutical was anxiously guarding the side, afraid that the old man would fall off.
Wang Teng of Shenfeng Pharmaceutical was running so hard his tie was crooked, covered in sweat, panting like an ox.
There was also a guy with an ashen face, looking dejected, following at the very end as if his soul had been sucked away.
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