Crossing all worlds: divine power automatically full level

Dudu~
Hussein hung up the phone.

A dial tone sounded in my ear.

Mengluo suddenly felt a little flustered.

Hussein was her nightmare.

Over the course of that year, she was subjected to numerous threats, intimidation, and bullying from Hussein because of this money.

If she hadn't upheld her principles, she probably would have been forcibly defiled long ago.

Unfortunately, she owed money to someone, and there were many things she couldn't express her grievances about.

Sue?
Paying back debts is a matter of course; what right do you have to fight her? She's in the wrong.

So there's no question about it.

Many times, she could only do things she didn't want to do, with tears in her eyes.

Fortunately, I met Minister Shen, and this kind of life should be over.

"Luckily, Minister Shen arrived in time; otherwise, Hussein would most likely not have paid me for making me scam people."

Because she owed money.

So in the past, she had passively helped Hussein many times, all for free.

People say that's interest.

What could she do? She had no choice but to agree, even though she really couldn't come up with two million.

However, after such a long time...

She finally understood.

Hussein intends to completely control and exploit her with those two million dollars.

He tied her firmly to his rotten ship.

If she dared to disembark, she would face threats of being forced to pay, leaving her no choice but to remain on the ship. If it weren't for Minister Shen's arrival, she estimated that she would have been completely controlled by Hussein for the rest of her life, and would most likely have been devoured by him, bone and all.

Think of this.

She felt a chill run down her spine.

She was genuinely terrified of a beast like Hussein.

Fortunately, I'm finally free from this cage.

She hesitated for a moment, then took out her phone and dialed Minister Shen's number.

Not long after.

Hello. Who is this?

"Minister Shen, this is Mengluo."

"Mengluo, is something the matter?"

'I...I...I want to borrow some money from you.'

How much do you need?

'Two, two million.'

Mengluo was too embarrassed to speak, but compared to Hussein's threat, this shame was nothing. She suppressed the strange feeling in her heart and hurriedly explained the whole story.

After understanding the situation, Minister Shen smiled and said, "I thought it was something serious, but it's just a small fry like Hussein owing money. Don't worry. Go to your boss tomorrow and ask for an advance on your salary. Explain the situation clearly, and he'll agree."

'this?!'

Mengluo was a little confused. 'Would talking to the boss be helpful?'

"You're from the secretariat, isn't it normal for you to go to the boss if you need anything?"

Minister Shen asked, puzzled, "Everyone does it this way. You don't think you're the exception, do you? Don't worry, just explain things clearly. The boss is very easy to talk to. This is a privilege of our secretarial department."

acting.

Minister Shen is also a professional.

Knowing that Ding Ling was interested in Meng Luo and had shown a determined attitude towards her.

Minister Shen cooperated with Ding Ling and decided to send Meng Luo to Ding Ling's bed.

But how do we deliver it?
There's a reason for this.

We can't be too rash or careless, or Menglu will notice, otherwise things will not go well, and we might even mess up the chairman's important business. Wouldn't that be terrible?
That's why.

Minister Shen chose a patient, methodical, and unhurried approach.

Now it seems that the effect is very good.

Mengluo, of course, was unaware that she had already fallen into a trap set by Minister Shen. Upon hearing Minister Shen's words, she was quite pleasantly surprised:

'The company secretarial department offers this kind of benefit.'

"Of course. Every secretary gets one. After all, we serve the boss. And we have direct contact with the boss, we meet with the boss, so it's normal for the boss to give us a little perk, isn't it?"

'The boss is really nice.'

Menglu sighed.

'That's not true.'

When Minister Shen spoke of Ding Ling, he became incredibly eloquent and fluent, saying, "The boss is not only extremely knowledgeable and skilled in many unusual arts, but he is also gentle and refined. As long as you don't cross his bottom line, he's very easy to talk to..."

She began to recount her past.

When Mengluo learned that Ding Ling had cured Minister Shen's paralysis, she was astonished. "So the Chairman is a miracle doctor?!"

'right. ’

Minister Shen smiled and said, "Aren't you surprised? You wouldn't believe it at all. To be honest, I didn't believe the chairman could cure me either, but I had no other choice. I was desperate, and you've seen the result now. After I recovered, I decided to give my life to the chairman. He was so good to me. He not only cured me, but also provided me with food and lodging, an annual salary of three million, and even gave my parents a large sum of money to buy them a car and a house, completely eliminating my worries..."

Mengluo was stunned.

a long time.

Minister Shen stopped talking.

Menglu swallowed hard and sighed:
'The chairman is indeed the best, the most outstanding, and the most amazing boss of this century.'

[Mengluo's favorability +1]

[Mengluo's favorability +1]

……

Mengluo's affection for Ding Ling skyrocketed.

I already had a very good impression of Ding Ling.

Then Minister Shen appeared to give his own account.

The image of the 'Chairman' in Mengluo's mind became much more three-dimensional, transforming into a gentle, kind, learned, and compassionate nobleman.

"That's true. Before I became paralyzed, I interned at several companies, but the pay was nowhere near as good as what I received at the Ding Group."

Minister Shen reminisced with Menglu about the past.

This prompted Mengluo to start pouring out her grievances as well:
"Yes. I used to work in some small shops, and they were really shady. They only paid me ten yuan a day. I was young then and didn't understand..."

The two of them talked back and forth.

They began to confide in each other.

After chatting for several hours.

Marilyn Monroe laid bare many of her past experiences, even recounting her relationship with her best friend with tears and heartache.

Minister Shen comforted her for a long time.

Mengluo was moved.

The two became friends from then on.

This applies not only to women but also to men.

When someone can honestly confide their past secrets to another person, and become more and more enthusiastic and cheerful as they talk, there is a 90% chance that in the end, the person pouring out their grievances will consider the other person a close friend, because they feel that the other person understands them and is like a kindred spirit, a soulmate!

Now that Mengluo has met Minister Shen, she feels like she has met a kindred spirit, and her affection for Minister Shen is off the charts.

They're all women after all.

Moreover, it was his superior.

And Minister Shen's situation was even worse than hers in the past! It was only after meeting the chairman that her fate began to change.

Menglu learned about Minister Shen's past, and the two found common ground in their shared sense of pity, so they hit it off immediately and became best friends.

That former best friend is a thing of the past; she's a bloodsucker that's been clinging to me and sucking my blood.

But Minister Shen is completely different; he's someone she needs to rely on. Therefore, Mengluo is increasingly trusting Minister Shen at this stage.

Of course, this is also because she didn't know that Minister Shen was 'acting' and 'using CNKI' (China National Knowledge Infrastructure), otherwise her worldview would have been shattered and she would have been very heartbroken.

But who is Minister Shen? How could she possibly let Mengluo know about this? She would keep this secret to herself and never tell anyone else, let alone Mengluo, the person involved.

'See you tomorrow.'

'Mmm. Goodnight, darling~~'

The two have progressed to the point where they call each other "darling".

All I can say is that the world of women is sometimes that simple.

Of course, when things get complicated, three women and five groups are something that men can't even begin to compare to.

It can only be said that both men and women are complex creatures, but when they are simple, they can also be very pure.

The next day.

Menglu went to see Ding Ling.

She looked anxious, her face flushed, her eyes darting around, her head slightly lowered, her delicate hands twisting the hem of her dress, and her lips gently biting. It was clear that she was very conflicted.

Ding Ling asked directly, "What's up?"

He's still acting, delivering powerful performances; he's a professional.

'That, um, old, boss…'

Mengluo gently raised her chin to look at Ding Ling, her voice barely audible, trembling slightly, "I...I want to borrow money."

How much should I borrow?

Ding Ling's voice was calm, revealing no emotion.

Mengluo, however, seemed greatly encouraged. At least Ding Ling hadn't scolded her or directly refused. She mustered her courage and said, "Two million."

'Knife Music?'

No. Hong Kong dollars.

'Go find the finance department yourself.'

Ding Ling quickly wrote a check and handed it to Meng Luo. 'Here's three million. If you encounter any difficulties in the future, come directly to the company. Don't go out of your way to borrow money from loan sharks. I hope everyone in the company can work without any worries, focusing wholeheartedly on creating greater efficiency, instead of being constantly stressed, depressed, and thinking about how to repay loan sharks.'

"Yes, boss."

Menglu bent down slightly and took the check with trembling hands. Sure enough, it said three million.

Her heart skipped a beat, and her affection for Ding Ling surged once again.

'Boss, I only need two million.'

"The remaining million is to solve your living problems. Replace your jewelry, clothes, shoes, etc., if you need to. No need to borrow from others; the company has plenty of money."

Thank you, thank you boss.

Mengluo no longer refused and bowed repeatedly to express her gratitude.

"You're welcome. From now on, the company will deduct half of your monthly salary to pay off this debt. Focus on your work, don't let me down, and don't hang out with shady people. Concentrate on improving your skills; that's the best way to thank me."

"Yes, yes, yes."

Mengluo responded humbly.

How did they finally exit the chairman's office area?

Mengluo doesn't remember anything.

She was dazed, her heart was shaken, and her worldview and values ​​felt like they had been overturned.

You should know that she had borrowed two million from Hussein for the sake of the bar, which she had to beg and plead with, putting in a lot of effort and spittle to get it.

Furthermore, after borrowing the money, they were frequently intimidated and threatened.

Now I'll ask Ding Ling to lend it to me again.

It's true that you don't know the harm without comparison.

Mengluo's affection for her boss skyrocketed.

[Mengluo's favorability is 80]

It quickly reached a very friendly level, and it was only 10 points away from becoming a crush.

It's 80 o'clock.

It's fair to say that Mengluo trusts Ding Ling to a very high degree. She'll do anything Ding Ling asks her to do, unless he asks her to do something outrageous. And she does it willingly and happily.

"So, did you manage to borrow it?"

Minister Shen asked with a smile.

'I borrowed it.'

Mengluo snapped out of her daze, waved the check in her hand, and looked at Minister Shen with a face full of gratitude. "Thanks so much, Minister. If it weren't for your guidance, I might still be in a state of confusion and helplessness."

"From now on, we're friends. No need for thanks. It's only right."

Minister Shen had a warm smile.

Menglu smiled brightly as well.

She felt increasingly fortunate to have joined the Ding Group.

Not only did they escape the mess of the small bar, they also escaped the endless greed and demands of Hussein, that 'death-reaping ghost'.

Now at Ding's Group, I have friends, the best boss, and a bright future.

It's more than a hundred times better than before.

Thanks to Minister Shen, I was pulled out of the mire and onto the boss's big ship.

Menglu was extremely grateful to Minister Shen and treated him to a big meal at noon.

in the afternoon.

after get off work.

She returned to her rented room.

He met Hussein.

Hussein had a handsome face, but his eyes were slightly droopy and his nose was hooked. His overall appearance gave people a dark and sinister feeling, and people could tell at a glance that he was not a good person.

Behind Hussein stood two bodyguards as tall as iron towers.

The bodyguard crossed his arms, glanced sideways at Mengluo, and looked at her with a scrutinizing gaze.

"You trespassed on my property without my permission; this is illegal."

Mengluo stood at the door, not going in, but watching Hussein sitting on the sofa. His legs were on the table, his back against the sofa, his eyes slightly raised, his expression languid, as if he were the master of the house. 'I came here to get money. Where's the money?'

'Laugh.'

Mengluo pulled a box from behind her. 'There are two million here. Do you want to count it?'

The money was withdrawn from the finance department.

One million of it was deposited in her bank account.

The other two million was kept in this safe.

Hussein looked at the safe in surprise. 'You actually managed to borrow money?'

He was very curious, so he got up, walked to Mengluo, pulled the box over, asked for the password, and opened it. Sure enough, it was filled with neatly stacked banknotes. At a glance, he knew it was two million yuan.

Hussein waved for his two bodyguards to light a cigarette. He lit one for himself and looked the graceful and beautiful Mengluo up and down with great interest. The current Mengluo looked the same as before, but her temperament was different. She was more confident, more poised, and more elegant and composed. If her previous elegance was forced, her current elegance was genuine.

'Whose money did you borrow from?'

Menglu pursed her lips, ignoring Hussein.

Hussein seemed thoughtful. "Let me guess, it's someone from your Ding Group, isn't it?"

Menglu remained expressionless, neither confirming nor denying.

Hussein laughed heartily, a laugh tinged with resentment. "So, having a backer really changes things. Now you're like a little phoenix, before you were like a drowned rat. To be honest, I regret not seizing the opportunity to take you down before."

Mengluo's pupils contracted slightly, and she took a step back warily.

Don't worry.

Hussein grinned and said, "While I may be fond of sex, I don't like forcing beautiful women. Doing that kind of thing is only fun if it's consensual and mutually beneficial, don't you agree?"

Menglu remained unmoved, still looking wary.

'It's boring.'

Seeing this, Hussein sighed and said, "Alright, I might as well tell you frankly, I actually have another identity, and that is the Gambler!" (End of this chapter)