The boss just purely couldn't stand his father and wanted to find some moderate trouble for him.
The boss used to often curse his father as being sanctimonious, and this time it was purely intentional. Unexpectedly, it blew up and brought the ominous Living Yama out.
Xu Mo left the office. The corridor was a bit dark, and he was actually quite timid. He regretted it in his heart; if he had known, he wouldn't have rushed out. Now he didn't have the face to return, so he could only take out a flashlight and move forward with gritted teeth.
Halfway, he suddenly heard footsteps. Before he could react, a sharp pain hit his neck, and everything went black as he passed out. His last thought before losing consciousness was that if he had known it would be like this, he would have gone back even if it was embarrassing.
"Is it Meng Ping?" Ruan whispered.
His subordinate was putting a sack over someone while shining a flashlight on Xu Mo's suit, then firmly nodded, "Yes, that's right!"
