Under One Person: God Profiler

The one dancing the most enthusiastically was Huang Ning'er from the Qiu Zhen Association.

"This Huang Ning'er contacted a bunch of extraordinary families, using their power to force the company to hand over Xia Linyuan."

Everyone looked at the message from the Northeast and fell into deep thought.

Just because of this?

How could the company possibly compromise because of such a threat?

But if the company didn't compromise, then why did Xia Linyuan leave the company?

Xiao Zizai stroked his chin. No wonder Lao Dou didn't tell me that the company was using him and then discarding him, and that if he resisted, the company would kill him too... Or were they testing us because of Xia Linyuan's situation?

Zhang Chulan's expression was uncertain; he found the company's actions strange. From the moment the mission was announced, they filmed Xia Linyuan and Chen Duo together, but offered no explanation whatsoever regarding Xia Linyuan...

So the other party tacitly approved of Xia Linyuan's actions?

Zhang Chulan turned his gaze to Xiao Zizai and asked, "Brother Xiao, does Xia Linyuan have connections on the board of directors?"

"No."

"Ok."

.....

Board of Directors

Four of the six directors attended.

A short woman with gray hair, dressed in business attire, handed the documents to Zhao Fangxu: "Chairman Zhao, this is the loss report for the temporary workers carrying out their mission. Half a mountain was burned down."

Chairman Zhao, resting his somewhat greasy chin on his hand, glanced around briefly, chuckled softly, and looked at the other directors: "Xia Linyuan has caused quite a stir."

"What do you think?"

A muscular man dressed in black sleekly snorted, "I told you long ago, Xia Linyuan should have been handed over directly. You and Lao Huang kept saying to wait and see. This is the result."

"Setting the mountain on fire. That's quite something!"

Old Huang, wearing a shirt, chuckled and said, "Hey Lao Bi, what are you doing? We decide things by vote, and it was Chairman Zhao who made the decision. Why are you singled me out and Chairman Zhao?"

Bi Youlong glanced at him coldly: "I'm just stating the facts."

"This isn't how you argue things objectively. A body is all muscles, and a brain isn't that simple either." Chairman Huang shook his head with a click of his tongue. "You're saying we do nothing, and this person just hands over the reins like that? What will those powerful families think of our board of directors? How disheartening will it be for everyone in the company?"

"If we back down this time, what if the extraordinary families take advantage of us and start following our instructions blindly? We need to think about this all the time."

Chairman Huang stood up from the table in anger and paced back and forth in the conference room.

Bi Youlong coldly rebuked, "It's precisely because you think too much that you always hesitate."

"Haven't you learned your lesson from Chen Duo's affair? Xia Linyuan is troublesome, a potential threat, and can't be used by us. What are we waiting for? Get rid of him!"

Director Li slowly shook her head: "If Dou Le did not lie about Xia Linyuan's achievements, then Xia Linyuan is indeed a promising talent. His interpersonal skills, business acumen, and popularity and prestige in the East China Company are not to be underestimated."

Bi Youlong clicked his tongue: "But now he has rebelled and completely failed the board of directors' expectations of him."

“No. He doesn’t know anything about what happened in Biyou Village. If he doesn’t rebel, he’ll be letting down the board of directors.” Chairman Huang retorted with a frown.

"Old Huang, why are you always siding with Xia Linyuan? Did you take bribes from Dou Le?"

"You've always wanted to kick Xia Linyuan out of the company, haven't you? Did you accept Qiu Zhenhui's offer for something?"

Bi Youlong and Huang Dong were locked in a fierce confrontation, their eyes seemingly sparking with electricity as they locked gazes.

Chairman Zhao said with a smile, "No need to argue. The company's principle is stability and peace."

“Xia Linyuan is not alone. Injuring him without authorization could cause even greater trouble.”

"I think we don't need to worry about Xia Linyuan. He's very perceptive and knows what he can and cannot do. Just leaving him alone isn't necessarily a bad thing."

Chairman Huang was slightly taken aback. "You mean..."

Chairman Zhao smiled enigmatically: "Honey on the lips, a dagger in the sleeve."

“Give someone with this potential a chance, and you’re sure they’ll amount to something.”

Bi Youlong snorted coldly, no longer arguing, and said irritably, "As long as you don't cause trouble for the company!"

Just as Chairman Zhao opened his mouth to say something, his phone suddenly vibrated.

All eyes turned to that direction.

Chairman Zhao sighed. "Being in a high position, it's only right that I'm subject to supervision..."

Line connected.

Turn on speakerphone.

"Hello? What's up?"

Chairman Zhao leisurely picked up his thermos and took a small sip.

A rather tense voice came from the phone: "Chairman Zhao... Chairman Zhao..."

"The Celestial Master, the Celestial Master... he's gone down the mountain!"

"puff!"

Chapter 190 The Man Who Was Slapped Twice

"Tell me the details!"

Zhao Fangxu dared not underestimate him and immediately asked a question.

"Well, it's hard to explain to you in a short time. I've prepared a report for you to review."

The person who made the report hung up the phone without saying a word.

Not long after, Zhao Fangxu received a report on his phone.

Zhao Fangxu let out a deep breath. As the chairman of the board, he absolutely could not lose his composure.

He opened the report and began to examine it; two unexpected names caught his eye.

Buddhist and Taoist figure—Yang Guangmao.

Xiaozhanmenren—Muyou.

The report was written in great detail, and Zhao Fangxu could almost picture the scene from that time.

.........

Jiangxi, Longhu Mountain.

The weather was fine and sunny, with birds singing and flowers blooming. Everything on Longhu Mountain had been restored, and the dilapidated scenery that Quanxing had witnessed when they went up the mountain was completely gone.

The Celestial Master summoned his disciples to Longhu Mountain and repeatedly ordered them not to leave the mountain. Anyone who disobeyed his orders would be expelled from Longhu Mountain.

"Master, why is this happening! We must avenge Uncle Tian! Let's do it together!"

Qian Dahu, the fifth disciple of the Celestial Master, said excitedly.

"There's no need for such a large entourage..." the old master said calmly. "We're not the mafia. This time, I'll only take the fourth brother with me down the mountain."

"You just need to remember what I said."

The old master's gaze swept over each of his disciples: "If anyone commits a crime, he will show no mercy."

The disciples all bowed and said, "Yes, Master."

The old master nodded in satisfaction. He called Zhao Huanjin and was about to leave when…

A commotion came from outside the door.

"You can't go in! You can't go in!"

"Go away, go away! What's wrong with me coming in? You weren't even born when I lived here!"

The old master frowned upon hearing the commotion outside: "Jing'an, let him in."

"Ah? Yes, yes..."

The doorman blocking the mountain road responded weakly.

After a while, the person was not seen.

But I did see a hairy leg peeking out from one side of the threshold, paired with straw slippers, giving it an indescribable allure.

Qian Dahu, who had a rather short temper, said: "Who is it! Trespassing on the mountain gate."

The old Celestial Master also chimed in, turning a blind eye and jokingly saying, "Yes, which little thief dared to trespass on the mountain gate?"

Seemingly hearing the old celestial master's voice, the hairy-legged creature dangling at the doorway stopped what it was doing. It stepped onto the ground and dragged the person out.

An old man wearing a Taoist robe, with Buddhist beads around his neck and a buzz cut came into view.

Yang Guangmao blinked his droopy eyelids: "Senior brother~ it's me! Have you forgotten me?"

The old master closed his eyes and stroked his long beard: "I don't remember him, I don't know him."

Yang Guangmao scratched his head and chuckled, then waved to Zhang Qianhe and Dong Ying without looking up: "Little Hehe, Little Yingying, long time no see..."

Zhang Qianhe gripped the broom and gave an awkward smile.

Dong Ying smiled and said, "Uncle Yang, it's been a long time. It must have been very difficult for you to stay alive."