Villain: Starting as a Corrupt Tycoon's Wife

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Forget about having anything else to ask him; just replying with "good morning," "good afternoon," and "good night" is enough to annoy Ling Yun.

To make things more convenient, and to avoid repeating the same tasks every day, he did something.

He pulled the women into a group.

As for how many small groups exist within them, Ling Yun didn't want to do any permutation and combination calculations; he'd just let them be.

Joining the group did improve efficiency, but things quickly took a turn for the worse.

They started posting their daily outfits and makeup looks in the group chat. Although they were extremely restrained, Lingyun was always worried that one day the group would shut down.

This group chat software is called "Xiao Ai Chat". Lingyun bought it from the points mall, mainly for information security. Messages between each other are transmitted through Xiao Ai, with a maximum level of confidentiality.

He told the women to tone it down a bit, but Fang Muqing immediately sent a photo showing her bare breasts.

Then the women started competing, each one more sexy and hot than the last.

Xiang Yao even opened her heart and asked Ling Yun if he wanted a loving hug.

This is really bad!

"Pause!"

Ling Shuang sent a pause emoji, and the group was quiet for a short while. It seems that the icy CEO still has a certain amount of influence among women.

"Is everyone free this Friday night?"

"1."

"2."

"3."

As messages kept popping up, Ling Shuang tallied them up and found that almost all the women had replied.

It seems that everyone has to pretend they're not busy in front of Ling Yun, no matter how busy they are.

"Since everyone is free, would you do me the honor of coming over to my house for a get-together?"

"I'll definitely come, I'll go right after class!" This is definitely the school beauty's reply.

"Me too!" The assistant glanced at Ling Yun and sent the message.

"Oh dear, I was originally planning to hold it at my house, but since Ling Shuang mentioned it first, I'll come over instead," Fang Muqing replied.

Everyone knew the party was a pretense; being with Lingyun was the real purpose, so no one disagreed, and every woman replied within a minute of seeing the message.

A short while later, Ling Shuang arrived at Ling Yun's office.

"You're not even knocking when you come in now?"

"I came in because I heard no noise inside."

Ling Shuang unceremoniously plopped down on his lap, hooking her arms around his neck: "Are you going?"

"If I don't go, they'll probably tear your roof off."

"I actually want to hold more gatherings like this. I don't mean anything else. It's just a way for everyone to sit together, chat, and get to know each other better."

Ling Yun saw through her thoughts: "You want to go big?"

Ling Shuang didn't hide anything: "If I could, I would naturally like to do it. However, you will have more women in the future, and their identities are not simple. Among them are my elders, so it might be a bit difficult to become the most powerful."

Ling Yun neither confirmed nor denied this. He had now essentially started a small harem, and these women were basically all in a state of mutual distrust, but fortunately, it wouldn't turn into a chaotic battlefield.

After his hard work, the women's favorability rating has generally reached 99. Lingyun doesn't know how to break through this last point yet, so he can only try to sow more seeds.

Ling Shuang had other things to do, so she only stayed with Ling Yun for a few minutes before leaving, giving him a wet kiss before she left.

Ling Yun sat back down at his computer and opened the video that the bodyguard team had sent him.

The first video is from an internet cafe's surveillance footage. Unable to go home, Zhang Yi stayed overnight at the internet cafe and got into an argument with a group of teenagers.

Although Zhang Yi was not fully recovered, he was not cowardly at all. Despite losing his protagonist status, he was countered by the aura of being "smarter," and even took the initiative to slap the other party.

This really angered the other side, and they sent him back to the hospital in no time.

The second video is a surveillance video from a hospital ward.

Penniless, Zhang Yi encountered his former male caregiver again. This time, he lost his temper, pointing his finger at the man and cursing him, uttering words like "dead gay fat pig."

The male caregiver was not angry and continued to take care of him gently.

The video was sped up to nighttime, and the surveillance suddenly went black. When it became clear again, Zhang Yi was lying on the bed with tears in his eyes, clearly having just experienced a "buttock shower".

The third video is from the street's surveillance footage. Zhang Yi bought a sledgehammer and banged on his iron gate for a full hour, taking several breaks along the way, before finally breaking it open.

Less than ten minutes later, he rushed out of the house, grabbed a hammer, and started smashing things. Eventually, a neighbor called the police, who apprehended him and took him to the police station.

After that, Zhang Yi returned home dejectedly. That night, a group of burly men came, broke into his house, and took him out. Then the video ended.

"Where is he now?" Ling Yun tagged Bald Erleng.

"Zhang Yi has offended the Sanyang Group, and he has been taken away."

The mortgage company was under the Sanyang Group. Gu Yuan had become much more restrained because of Gao Qiang's incident, but he was still holding back his anger, and Zhang Yi ended up getting caught in the crossfire.

He has no relatives or friends, and spends his days either at work or playing video games at home. Apart from his boss, no one else cares about his whereabouts, and no one would care if he disappeared.

Ling Yun stopped paying attention to Little Karami after he lost his protagonist status.

This is a shady factory under the Sanyang Group, where each worker works an average of more than 14 hours a day.

It can be said that apart from eating, drinking, defecating, and sleeping, they are left with nothing but repetitive and tedious work day after day.

There are no rewards for doing a good job, and you get beaten up for doing a bad job. After all, everyone here owes Sanyang Group a lot of money, and they can't leave until the money is paid off.

After finishing work in the evening, the tired workers would go to the public bathhouse to shower. The time between showering and going to bed before lights out was one of their few moments of freedom.

Now that Zhang Yi is free from his worries, he is becoming increasingly handsome and is remembered by many of his coworkers.

Later, he was passed over by a round-faced man with a thick beard. Coupled with his lack of money, he became depraved and even started selling his body.

I pay 200 yuan each time, just so I can pay back the money and leave this awful place as soon as possible.

However, for the sake of his health, he only receives a maximum of two guests each day, so as not to be unable to work the next day.

After tonight's events, Zhang Yi sat on his bed, eating a small bag of potato chips he had bought for 30 yuan.

The food here is outrageously expensive, especially the beer and fried chicken, which are three or four times more expensive than outside. It's practically robbery!

After a hard day's work, being able to have a sip of beer or a bite of fried chicken is pure bliss!

Many workers spend their money on these things, making it difficult for them to leave the factory for the rest of their lives.

Zhang Yi has an extra source of income, so he's willing to spend money; there's nothing wrong with satisfying his taste buds.

After finishing his meal, he went for a walk and found a group of workers gathered around, seemingly doing something.

He curiously went over and discovered that they were gambling.

A man next to him saw that it was Zhang Yi and asked him with a smile if he wanted to play a few rounds, adding that Lao Wang had just won 2000 yuan.

Seeing that Old Wang had won another round, Zhang Yi finally couldn't resist and joined the betting...

Chapter 88 Wolf King Bu Hao

"Nephew, please have some tea!"

At the Tao Family Manor, Tao Chuan, all smiles, poured a cup of tea for the man in front of him.

The man is 30 years old, but looks older than his actual age. He has a scar on his face, is very tall, and has a rather gloomy expression.

His name is Bu Hao, nicknamed Wolf King, and he is also the leader of the Greedy Wolf Mercenary Group.

"Thank you, Uncle Tao."

Bu Hao picked up the tea and drank it all in one gulp, his expression not softening at all because of the other party's attitude.

Tao Chuan didn't mind; he knew that seriousness had become a habit in his work.

"Nephew, did you come back alone this time?"

Tao Chuan asked tentatively, and Bu Hao put down his teacup: "Yes, China is very strict in its investigations. I'm alright, I haven't shown my face internationally. Their appearances have been recorded, so they can't enter China at all."

"Oh, like this."

After chatting about this and that for a while, the topic finally turned to Ma Baoguo.

"Uncle Tao, tell me the truth, is my master's death related to the Martial Alliance?"

“I really don’t know that.” Tao Chuan slowed down his speech. “Your master offended the Martial Alliance before, as everyone knows. However, the Martial Alliance is backed by the government. They usually act with great restraint and it’s unlikely that they would do something so ruthless to your master. Even if they were to surround and kill him, they would definitely take the body away instead of leaving it to rot in the wilderness.”

Bu Hao was aware of this, but he was still somewhat unwilling to give up.

He had seen the scene; there were only signs of a fight between two people: his master and the murderer. There were also clear marks from a five-strike lightning whip on the ground.

From the fallen trees and the location where he finally fell off the cliff, Bu Hao had already briefly reconstructed the battle between his master and the murderer.

The opponent's skill level was probably not as high as his master's, but Ma Baoguo was over sixty years old. Even if he lived to be two hundred, he would have passed his prime. Youth has its advantages; it's not uncommon for a novice to defeat a master with a flurry of punches on Earth.

Ma Baoguo's Hunyuan Xingyi Taijiquan is actually a "borrowing" of Xingyi and Taijiquan, taking the dross and discarding the essence. The combination of softness and hardness is reduced to softness. The Taijiquan techniques of seizing, neutralizing, and releasing are also modified into receiving, neutralizing, and releasing. In addition, his basic skills are extremely weak and he seriously lacks practical experience. Therefore, he belongs to the weakest tier among the masters.

However, this does not mean that he can be easily killed by someone of a higher level. Without exception, those who can kill someone of a higher level are all martial arts geniuses who are one in a million.

The two chatted for a few more minutes. Tao Chuan expressed his regret over Ma Baoguo's passing and also advised Bu Hao to look forward.

"Besides visiting my master, I also want to fulfill my previous marriage agreement when I came back this time."

Upon hearing this, Tao Chuan knew that the main event was finally approaching.

“Yu Ting is currently a teacher at Yunhai University. I asked her, and she has no plans to go abroad for the time being.”

“There are many schools where I live, and she can do what she likes just the same.”

“Nephew, there’s something I originally wanted to tell your master in person, but he’s gone now, so…”

Bu Hao sensed something was wrong: "Uncle Tao, could it be that you want to break off the engagement because my master is dead?"

"The engagement back then was just a childhood betrothal. Yuting was still in her mother's womb at the time, so it couldn't be taken seriously. As you know, it's the 21st century now, and arranged marriages are a thing of the past."

"I think it's not that Miss Tao is unwilling, but that Uncle Tao looks down on me, isn't it?"

Tao Chuan said tactfully, "Of course I think highly of you, my dear nephew, but as I just said, Yu Ting doesn't want to go abroad, and you can't stay in the country for long, so it's not a good fit."

"Since Uncle Tao says that arranged marriages are a thing of the past, why don't I meet with Miss Tao and discuss this matter further?"

"Let me be frank: Yuting has a boyfriend now, and they have a great relationship. They've already slept together, so what can I, as her father, do?"

The second half of the sentence was purely made up by Tao Chuan, just to hope that the man would give up sooner.

Bu Hao slammed his hand on the table and stood up, exuding a menacing aura: "Who is it!"

Tao Chuan was startled by his actions. The bodyguards burst into the house, pointing their dark weapons at Bu Hao.

Bu Hao glanced at them disdainfully. The way these people handled their guns was incredibly amateurish; he could easily kill them all.

“Nephew, this is our Tao family’s compensation to you.”

Tao Chuan clapped his hands, and the butler brought over a box. Judging from the butler's strained appearance, he knew that the contents inside were heavy.

Bu Hao frowned, took the box, opened it, and found several gold bricks inside.

"I, Bu Hao, am not short of money. Since the Tao family looks down on me, then I'll just leave." He casually tossed the suitcase back to the butler, nearly knocking the poor old man away. "However, whether Miss Tao really has a boyfriend or Uncle Tao simply doesn't want to associate with someone like me, I'll find out for myself. Farewell!"

He turned and left the Tao family without doing anything more outrageous, which relieved Tao Chuan.

"Patriarch, why not take this opportunity to capture the wolf king?"

"Yes, Patriarch, he's on the official bounty list of the Dragon Kingdom. As long as it can be proven to be him, whether he's dead or alive, it doesn't matter!"

Tao Chuan shook his head: "Back when I was abroad, Senior Ma did me a great favor and I owed him a lot of credit, which led to the arranged marriage between our children. Now that Senior Ma has passed away and I have broken the agreement, I can't live with myself if I were to lay a hand on his apprentice again."

As for the reward money, it was insignificant to the Tao family.

Seeing that the head of the family had said so, those people did not continue the conversation.

Bu Hao arrived outside the manor and drove away.

He's in a terrible mood right now; it's the worst he's ever been in his thirty years of life!

First his master died, then his future wife was gone. How could he possibly be happy?

He had seen Tao Yuting's photo two years ago. Back then, Tao Yuting had just started working and didn't have that "office worker" vibe. Her youthful and beautiful appearance would make anyone who saw her admire her.

Bu Hao would naturally seek out women to satisfy his needs, but because foreign countries were too "open," he mostly encountered women with loose pants, and there were hardly any decent ones. They only connected physically, and he had no desire to develop anything further.