Chapter 102: The Fat Pig's Trump Card

  In Xiao Mei's company, Qin Tian looked at the time on his phone, steadily and unswervingly approaching 9 o'clock.

  "Ten, nine, eight...... two, one, it's started."

  A cold glint flashed in Qin Tian's eyes, the three major companies, no, it was two major companies now, Wang Jianguo had already been taken over by himself. Are you ready? The invitation letter from the God of Death has arrived.

  Qin Tian's hands fluttered across the keyboard, issuing command after command to the computer. Suddenly, a series of loud, heavy, powerful, and stirring sounds erupted, like the beating of war drums on an ancient battlefield, making one's blood boil with excitement.

  At the same time, this sound also represents death, representing the end of those two major companies.

  ………………

  "Hurry up and get on, the enemy has already started attacking, all of you get on."

  When the time approached 9 o'clock, everyone felt like they were living a year in a day. Among them, Old Wei was the most anxious. Unlike Fat Pig, he didn't have any backup plans, nor did he have an escape route like Wang Jian Guo. He relied entirely on the company to make a living, and if the company went under, he would be finished too.

  Now he's in a hurry, like an ant on a hot pot, turning around in circles. As soon as it was 9 o'clock, he hastily issued orders, hoping to escape disaster, and forgot where he was and whose territory this was.

  Fat Pig saw the performance of Wei's old general, and smiled coldly. He didn't mind being ignored as the nominal leader, nor did he care about giving orders on his own, because the more crazy he acted, the bigger his harvest would be.

  "Haha, go crazy, scream, it won't be long before everything is mine. From now on, there will be no more three major companies, only my company and that mysterious mastermind who dared to show off in front of me. I'll let you know what it means to mess with the tiger's butt."

  Xiao Mei, that stinky bitch, you're done for too. Once I've dealt with them, you won't be able to escape either, hehe. What a pity, such a beautiful body will end up being taken advantage of by those foot-washing people. I heard they're all perverts who know how to torture women the most. You should have just obediently followed me from the start.

  I would have taken you as my ninth concubine, treated you well, but now everything is over. Once this war ends, those foot soldiers will arrive and you won't be able to escape."

  No, the trump card of Fat Pig is actually a foot basin. Before, someone with a foot basin came to find him and asked Fat Pig to cooperate with them, but Fat Pig thought their requirements were too excessive and their appetite was too big, so he refused. The person who contacted him didn't mind either, leaving only a business card.

  And told fatty pig, from now on, as long as he has thought it over, he can call this number at any time, and then left.

  That business card, Fatty Pig had been keeping it as a trump card, hoping to use it at the last minute to turn things around.

  As for what national righteousness, what hatred between two countries, what dignity, Fat Pig doesn't put any of these in his heart, to use his own words.

  "What are these things, how much per kilogram? Can't eat, can't wear, what's the use of this?"

  As for why those people in the foot basin chose him, Fatty Pig didn't know either.

  Only remembered that when I first met myself, people looked at me with a very strange gaze. With pity, curiosity, surprise, envy, jealousy, resentment, and all sorts of emotions, this was also the reason why the fat pig refused them at the beginning.

  Because of that terrifying gaze, Fatty felt a chill run down his spine, and his back felt cool, especially around the buttocks.

  But now the fat pig can't afford to care about so much anymore, and if he doesn't make up his mind, the company will be gone soon. So last night, the fat pig resolutely dialed that person's phone number.

  The phone call was quickly connected, and the person on the other end seemed very happy to hear from Fat Pig, but there were also some other emotions mixed in his tone, however, Fat Pig's mind was preoccupied with his own company at that moment and didn't notice the problem with the other person's tone.

  This time, the two of them had a pretty pleasant conversation. For some reason, the other side suddenly took a step back and relaxed their conditions a bit. Fat Pig also intentionally lowered his attitude, so the two of them quickly reached an agreement.

  The next person was like a fat pig who understood the current situation.

  Fat pig, in order to enhance the temptation, specially sent a photo of Xiao Mei and introduced the current situation in detail. He believed that with a company worth 500-600 million and such a beautiful woman like Xiao Mei, even a pervert would be tempted like a mad dog seeing feces.

  Can't wait to come up and take a bite, deliciously eat it down.

  What's weird is that those people seemed to not care about Xiao Mei being such a beautiful and alluring woman, they only asked about his current situation and some personal information, especially his information, they asked very detailed questions.

  The fat pig felt wave after wave of unease, as if there was a sense of tension in the air.

  "Are they interested in me?"

  At the thought of this, Fat Pig's heart skipped a beat. Although he usually enjoyed blasting beautiful women's buttocks, it was only fun when he was doing the blasting, not when someone else was blasting him.

  Anxiously asked the person why they inquired about their personal information in such detail.

  The people on the other side were explaining to him that it was in order to better understand him as a person and prevent his betrayal and so on.

  The fat pig was still not very convinced, but he wasn't as puzzled either.

  Because he finally understood, he knew what he looked like in his heart, big head and fat body, weighing over 300 pounds, but the height was less than 1.6 meters, it's simply a four-joy ball, this look is too secure.

  Unless it's some kind of extreme perversion or heavy fetish, who would do that to themselves?

  Fat pig seems to have forgotten something, and Foot Basin people are known for their heavy taste and perversion.

  So, after the fat pig was taken away by that group of people, he finally understood that the first person he came into contact with had such a strange gaze, but it was too late to regret, what awaited him was a life worse than death, hell, a nightmare-like existence...

  Now the fat pig is proudly watching Director Wei, jumping up and down there, with an old face that is anxious like a monkey's buttocks, very lively.

  "Old Wei, what's the hurry? Rushing won't do any good. Now all three of our companies' operators are concentrated here. I don't believe those people can break through our defense."

  You should learn from Old Wang. Look at him, sitting there with such a strong presence and aura, not showing any signs of nervousness at all."

  At this time, the fat pig spoke up. When he inadvertently glanced around and found Wang Jianguo sitting in a chair, staring intently at the big screen with no apparent tension on his face, he was moved to speak.