My Ares Son-in-Law

The others secretly breathed a sigh of relief, glad that they were not named by Lin Youya.

The entire conference room fell into a brief silence again, but this time, the air was no longer filled with fear and anxiety, but rather a sense of relief and relief for having survived the disaster.

"Why? We won't resign!" HR manager Cao Juan's voice was sharp and urgent, with a bit of reluctance and anger. She widened her eyes and stared at Lin Youya, as if she wanted to see through her.

Lin Youya looked at her coldly, with an unquestionable light flashing in her clear and deep eyes.

"Asking you to resign is the minimum punishment for you," she said in a calm and firm voice, every word seemed to be squeezed out from between her teeth, "Don't complicate things, otherwise, you will receive a court summons."

Lin Youya's words were like a sharp knife, accurately piercing Cao Juan's soft spot. Hearing this, Cao Juan's face turned pale instantly, and the sales manager beside her was also stunned, and a trace of fear and uneasiness flashed in the eyes of both of them.

Although resigning means losing the current position and income, at least they can get some financial compensation, not to be left with nothing. But once they are sued by the company, they will not only lose their jobs, but also become notorious in the Tianhai circle, and it may be difficult for them to gain a foothold in the future.

"We... resign." The two lowered their heads helplessly, with a hint of frustration and unwillingness in their voices. They hung their heads like eggplants hit by frost, completely losing their arrogance and domineering attitude.

Lin Youya looked at them with a faint sneer on her lips. She knew that although the two managers were forced to resign, they must still be unwilling to accept it. However, this was not important. What was important was that they had paid the price for their actions, and she had achieved her goal.

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Yama Palace, this terrifying name, in Wang Xiong's eyes at this moment, is more like an invisible cage that traps him tightly. He sat in the cold iron fence with his head drooping, his eyes empty and desperate.

This temporary detention place was dark and damp, and the air was filled with a disgusting musty smell.

If he is found guilty, what awaits him will be endless darkness and despair. He will be prosecuted and eventually sent directly to the dark prison in the Yama Palace, isolated from the world and never to see the light of day again.

At this moment, a middle-aged man appeared in front of the temporary prison where Wang Xiong was. He was wearing the unique uniform of Yama Palace, which was so dark that it seemed to swallow up all light. There was no expression on the middle-aged man's face, and his eyes were as deep as a cold pond, making it impossible to peek into his inner thoughts.

He looked around, confirmed that no one was there, then gently opened the cell door and walked in. Wang Xiong raised his head in confusion, his eyes falling on the strange middle-aged man.

He tried hard to recall whether he had seen this person before, but he had no memory of this person. Wang Xiong couldn't help but feel a little wary, as he didn't know what the purpose of this middle-aged man who suddenly appeared was.

"Who are you? What are you doing?" Wang Xiong huddled in the shadow of a dark corner, his body trembling slightly, his eyes full of vigilance and fear. He stared closely at the burly middle-aged man in front of him, and asked in a slightly hoarse voice due to fear. "Director Bai asked me to come." The middle-aged man stood there steadily, like an unshakable mountain. Although the surrounding darkness covered his face like ink, making it impossible to see his appearance, Wang Xiong could feel an invisible pressure from his steady tone.

Wang Xiong's heart sank suddenly, "Chairman Bai of Ami Group?" There was a hint of disbelief in his words, and the figure of Bai Maogong, who was a powerful and ruthless person in the business world, emerged involuntarily in his mind.

When Wang Xiong thought that he might be killed because of some unknown secret, his fear surged like a tide, almost drowning him.

The middle-aged man did not seem to be in a hurry to explain. He slowly took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, took out one elegantly, lit it and took a deep breath. In the smoke, his eyes became deep and complex.

"Tell me what happened. If what you say makes sense, I won't kill you." His words were calm and firm, and every word seemed to be well thought out, revealing an unquestionable majesty.

In the smoke, Wang Xiong could not see his expression clearly. He could only feel the invisible threat and oppression, which made him even more panicked.

Goo!
Wang Xiong's Adam's apple slid violently, as if a huge rock was stuck in his throat, forcing him to swallow hard.

His heart beat as fast as a drum, and every beat reminded him that this might be his only chance to survive in this dangerous situation.

He knew very well that every word and every action at this moment might determine his life or death, so he had to concentrate fully and not make any mistakes.

"Brother, this is what happened..." Wang Xiong's voice was trembling. He tried to make his tone sound calmer, but he could not completely conceal his inner panic. He quickly sorted out his thoughts and tried to explain the "dead end" that put him in a desperate situation more clearly.

Then, he reported the whole incident in detail with an almost uneasy attitude:
"That day, Qin Haiyang from the Qin Group's investment department suddenly showed up. He brought a contract that had been prepared long ago and asked to sign it on the spot, and he paid the money on the spot. I was completely caught off guard by his sudden attack, and I had no chance to stop it from happening."

After hearing this, the middle-aged man was silent for two seconds. In this brief silence, the air seemed to freeze, making people suffocate. Then, his voice was like the cold wind in winter, cold and piercing: "Boss Bai said that you are useless and disappointing to him. Is there any value in keeping you?"

This sentence was like a sharp dagger, piercing deeply into Wang Xiong's heart. His face instantly turned as pale as paper, and his body began to tremble slightly. He knew that his fate was hanging by a thread at this moment, and if he was not careful, he might be doomed.

Wang Xiong's heart suddenly tightened, as if being tightly grasped by an invisible big hand. The sweat on his forehead instantly became as dense as drizzle, slowly sliding down his cheeks and dripping onto the dry ground, making a subtle but clear sound.

"Brother, I have really followed Mr. Bai's instructions. I have been very careful at every step and dare not slack off in the slightest." There was a subtle tremor in his voice, revealing his inner fear and anxiety. (End of this chapter)