Before Wang Qiming was a list, the very employees who had been fired by Bao Shi that day. "These people, they all worked with you, right? They were fired by Bao Shi on charges of stealing company secrets. Do you think they will still be able to make it in Kyoto?"

Gu Chenye's voice echoed in the vast basement.

"These are just for today, there will be a second list sent over tomorrow."

Wang panted heavily, his fingers gripping the list in his hand tightly. Although the light was dim, the words on the paper were still clearly reflected in his eyes: "I told you, I just want money. Someone gave me five million to make a move on the new project. I've worked hard at Bao for my whole life and haven't earned this much. Now there's a chance that fell from the sky, why wouldn't I seize it?"

He shifted his gaze from the list, feigning indifference: "These people are just my colleagues. Whether Ms. Bo fires them or not has nothing to do with me."

"Yes, I believe you. So when these people were driven out of the Bo family, I had someone tell them that you took the money and ran away with your family."

Wang Qi: “… ”

He glared angrily at the man before him, a man who even in this dilapidated and dim place still exuded an air of nobility. Anger and heavy breathing mingled together, contorting his fat face into a grotesque mask: "Where's my wife? Where's my son? Where did they go? What have you done to them?"

Bo Jingzhou stood in the shadows. Hearing the word "wife," he thought of Shen Wanci, and a smile unconsciously curved his lips. He wondered what she was doing now.

Wang's emotions were running high, and he roared with indignation. However, he was seated in a modified chair, his wrists and ankles strapped down, unable to struggle free no matter how hard he tried. Thankfully, the basement of this villa had been soundproofed, otherwise, if anyone had heard him, they would have thought a pig was being slaughtered.

Gu Chenye was already getting impatient. Though Bo Jingzhou's footsteps were light, he still heard them. After waiting for a while and seeing no one, he turned his head and found him standing there like a wooden stake, grinning idiotically.

“……”

I want to swear.

He rolled up his sleeve and glanced at the watch on his wrist, but the lighting was poor: "I'm leaving."

Bo Jingzhou walked out of the shadows, and at the moment their eyes met, Wang Qi choked like a chicken with its throat squeezed, his mouth wide open, unable to utter a single word.

"They're doing okay for now, though they are being harassed. They haven't been hurt yet, but who knows what will happen later," Bo Jingzhou replied after answering his question, then patted Gu Chenye's shoulder: "Thanks, I'll have my assistant send you a gift tomorrow."

Gu Chenye let out a snort, holding no hope for the so-called gift. What kind of thoughtful present could a single-celled organism come up with? Although he didn't have high expectations, when he actually received it, he couldn't help but want to smash it straight into Bo Jingzhou's head.

Seeing the two interact so familiarly, Wang was surprised and widened his eyes: "Bo... President Lu, you and them, are you a group?"

Bo Zong had died long ago, perishing at sea and vanishing for so long that even immortals wouldn't have survived. Therefore, this person before them wasn't Bo Jingzhou, but Lu Yanchi who looked almost identical to him.

Bo Jingzhou kicked a stool over with his foot and sat down slowly: "It seems your master didn't tell you about my true identity. I thought that even if you weren't a core member, you were at least an indispensable talent. It turns out you are just a dog that does whatever it is told, without any thoughts of your own."

Wang quivered his voice: "What real identity?"

He had a bad feeling.

"Manager Wang, in just a few months, you don't even recognize me? Seems like you haven't revised your work reports enough times, so I'm not making a deep impression on you."

As soon as the words "work report" were uttered, Wang's mind immediately conjured up the image of Bo Jingzhou's cold and indifferent face. And right before him was a face that was exactly the same, even down to the subtle expressions. He couldn't deny it: "Mr. Bo, why are you..."

<<< He almost let it slip when he got nervous.

"Do you want to ask me why I became Lu Yanchi? Or do you want to ask why Ji Siyuan didn't kill me?"

Wang bit his back teeth, staring at him intently.

“Because Si Yuan is planning to abandon the person behind him, you should have understood these past few months how reliant he is on me. His reliance on me is far greater than his reliance on the person behind him. He calls me brother, and he even saved me at sea. Do you think he would drag this out if he really wanted to kill me?” Bo Jingzhou’s eyes were deep. “You have been hiding for so many years, how come you were suddenly exposed? Don't you even think about it?”

"You must think I'm a fool," Wang Qiceng can sit in this position, he's not stupid.

"I didn't ask you any questions, so what are you trying to scam me for?" Bo Jingzhou got up and opened the video on his phone for him. "I just came to tell you that your wife and children are having a bit of a hard time."

In the video, Wang Qi's home was surrounded by people. They were wielding sticks and frantically banging on the door, shouting his name and demanding that he come out.

Bo Jingzhou stood up, "You can stay here for now. When things are over, I'll let you go. As for whether you'll still be able to see them then, I can't guarantee that."

Wang roared at his retreating figure: "Bo Jingzhou, you despicable and wretched bastard! All of you Bo family are despicable and wretched bastards! General Ji was killed by you, Young Master Ji ended up in an orphanage, these years he was sold abroad, wandering and suffering, all because of your sins! You will not end well, your whole family will not end well!"

The man's so-called 纪 is always Ji Siyuan's father.

Few people know about the fact that the Bo family sent Ji Siyuan abroad.

"I'm doing this to get revenge for Mr. Ji, arrest me if you dare! Go ahead and have the police take me, but will you? Will your parents dare tell the police how Mr. Ji died?"

Bo Jingzhou turned around: "So it was Ji Siyuan who made you tamper with the project?"

……

Late at night.

Shen Wanci received a call from Wang Yi, the old house caretaker. Jiang Yajue had a fever and kept talking in her sleep, crying while she did so. Bo Rongxuan couldn't soothe her, so Wang Yi called Shen Wanci.

Having heard that she had a fever of 41 degrees, Shen Wanci was so frightened that her sleepiness vanished instantly. She got up, threw on some clothes, and rushed to the old house.

The villa was brightly lit. Wang Yi was making supper downstairs, the doctor was giving Jiang Yajue an IV drip, and Bo Rongxuan was smoking on the corridor. In the time that Bo Jingzhou was away, he had aged a lot, his hair almost completely white.

After Shen Wanci greeted him, she went to the room and touched Jiang Yajue's forehead. It was indeed burning with fever. Probably because of the medicine, she didn't cry or talk in her sleep anymore.

She held her hand: "Mom."

Jiang Yazi's lips moved, saying something.

"Too quiet, Shen Wanci didn't hear clearly, she leaned closer, "Mom, what did you say?"