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Chapter 517 They Call Me Master J

"What are you doing? Let me go!" Cao Youyou had just gotten off the bus when she was grabbed from both sides and dragged away. To prevent her from calling for help and causing unnecessary trouble, the men immediately covered her mouth. The next second, they tied her up tightly, threw her into the car, covered her with a black cloth, and gagged her.

She couldn't call for help, couldn't struggle, and only felt the surrounding noise getting quieter and quieter until soon only an eerie silence remained.

She didn't know how long the car had been driving; it felt like an eternity to her.

Finally, the car stopped, and she was roughly pulled out. The black cloth covering her face fell off, and the scene before her made her shiver involuntarily, as if death had come.

This is a desolate mountain area with almost no people. Terrifying cries can be heard from time to time, perhaps from wild beasts or some strange birds.

But why did these people bring her here?

Kill and silence!

Cao Youyou's eyes widened, and she lay on the ground making muffled noises. Was it really going to be a murder to silence her? Someone was already digging a pit. She was terrified, her face deathly pale, her heart ice-cold.

Snowden is ruthless; he was so cruel to her!

A burly man approached her, removed the rag covering her mouth, and said, "Say your last words quickly, so you can go on your way."

"No, don't kill me... I'll give you money, as much as you want, please spare my life..." Cao Youyou was terrified, her voice trembling as she spoke, "Please, please let me go, I'm just a weak woman..."

Another man walked over and looked down at her. "Take those words to the King of Hell. Don't worry, we'll make your departure easier later."

Cao Youyou's pupils contracted, and her face turned even paler. "Please, please let me go... I don't want to die. I'll do anything you ask if you'll let me go... Please..."

The men seemed to dislike her noise, frowning and warning, "If you keep making noise, we'll kill you right now!"

Cao Youyou's breath hitched, and despair flashed in her eyes. She glared at them, "Was it Snowden? He must have sent you, right?"

Even if she's going to die, she wants to die knowing why!

"Woman, save your energy. Since someone can't tolerate you, just leave quietly. Remember to keep your eyes open when you're reincarnated next time."

"Tell me, is it Snowden? I want to die knowing the truth, tell me!" Cao Youyou's face was contorted with rage, like a vengeful ghost, relentlessly pressing for an answer.

The group exchanged glances, nodded in unison, and the next second they raised their guns, aiming them at Cao Youyou's head.

Cao Youyou slowly closed her eyes, her whole being radiating endless hatred and despair.

Snowden, you're ruthless!

That's really ruthless!

With a loud thud, his body crashed heavily to the ground, and blood gushed out instantly.

Bang bang bang!

Several more shots followed, one after another, the sound of bodies hitting the ground was heard. The shots were swift, accurate, and ruthless. Those people seemed to have no time to react before they fell to the ground and died, their glaring blood staining the green grass red.

Cao Youyou stared in astonishment at everything. The sound of birds being startled and flying away came from all around. After a brief commotion, everything returned to silence, an eerie silence.

Cao Youyou looked around in disbelief, then stared wide-eyed at the men who lay dead before her. Each of them had a bullet between their eyebrows, their eyes wide open, dead but seemingly unable to rest in peace.

How is this going?

Suddenly, a ghostly voice broke the terrifying silence. The voice was like a demon seeking death, and although it had been processed, it was even more chilling and terrifying.

"Cao Youyou".

A chilling voice came from behind, causing Cao Youyou to involuntarily shrink back. "It is I."

"He's a promising talent. Tell me, what's your purpose in getting close to Snowden?"

Cao Youyou's heart tightened, and she unconsciously became alert. Wait, could this be a play orchestrated by Snowden himself? Is his real purpose to extract information?

She pursed her lips and remained silent.

The voice suddenly broke into a sinister laugh, "You want to take back what belonged to you more than twenty years ago, don't you?"

Cao Youyou gritted her teeth. If this person could save her, he could also kill her. He must have ulterior motives for asking this question.

This is a gamble; either she wins and someone will help her in the future, or she loses and dies here.

Hehe, wasn't she just about to die? What was there to hesitate about?

Staring at the haphazardly laid corpses before her, her mind raced. If this person knew her name, then they must know everything about her. Rather than struggling in vain, she might as well tell the truth; perhaps there was still a chance to live.

“I have known Snowden for 26 years. For more than 20 years since I was expelled from France, I have thought about revenge every day and wanted to take back everything that is rightfully mine!”

"Hahahaha...hahaha..." The voice laughed again, "She's a ruthless and courageous woman. I can help you deal with Snowden."

Cao Youyou was overjoyed, but quickly calmed down. "Snowden holds a very important position in France, and his power is unimaginable. Why would you help me deal with him?"

"Because he is worth it, the benefits will be split equally after the deal is done."

It turns out it was all for profit...

Cao Youyou sneered. Having lived for over forty years, she wasn't a brainless fool. An equal distribution of profits was impossible; she feared that after the deed was done, this person would gain everything, while she would lose her life.

However, Cao Youyou wasn't stupid. As long as she was alive, there was a chance. She had no reason to rush to meet the King of Hell now.

"Fine, I agree." Cao Youyou's eyes were dark, filled with ambition and resentment. "Then who are you?"

The voice was silent for a moment, and just as Cao Youyou was trembling with fear that she had talked too much, a dagger suddenly flew towards her.

"Ah!" she cried out in surprise. Just as she was preparing to die, the rope binding her suddenly snapped, and the dagger fell at her feet, leaving her unharmed.

What an amazing technique!

While she was still in shock, she heard a faint voice say, "They call me Master J."

In the office of Fan Hua Design, Yan Zuozuo unconsciously glanced outside. There was no sign of Ding Le. She lowered her eyes, a hint of sadness flashing in them. Although Fox had told her that Ding Le was alright, she still felt sorry for her.

There was a knock on the office door, and Song Yutong and Lucy entered, followed by Tong Shili. Yan Zuozuo had already handed over the fashion magazine project to Lucy, who had come with revised plans.

After reading her revised proposal, Yan Zuozuo frowned even more. She still insisted on interviewing Madam Chu. What was the difference between this and the last time?

"Lucy, your plan hasn't changed, has it?"

Seeing Yan Zuozuo's disapproving look, Lucy smiled slightly, as if she had expected it. "Director, I think I've made a lot of changes. The original content was about interviewing people about family tastes, but this time we'll only talk about fashion to promote our new clothes. That's a qualitative difference."

Yan Zuozuo stared at Lucy, who was clearly very insistent on interviewing Mrs. Chu. From a business perspective, Mrs. Chu was indeed a good choice; many versions of her story circulated, and each one held considerable public interest.

However, no one dared to interview her due to her status. Inviting her to participate in this publicity campaign would certainly generate enough buzz. But setting aside her identity as Madam Chu, there were some unclear and complicated entanglements between her and Madam Chu. At this time, it would be unwise for Fan Hua Design to use her for publicity.

Closing the proposal, Yan Zuozuo looked sharply at Lucy, "What if I firmly disagree?"

Lucy didn't say anything, she just took a sip of coffee and confronted Yan Zuozuo.

“Director,” Tong Shili, who had been silent until now, suddenly spoke up, “I think this plan is quite good.”

Yan Zuozuo was taken aback, looking at Tong Shili in surprise. Was this settling a personal score, or was it justified?

Not only was Yan Zuozuo surprised, but Song Yutong and Lucy were also taken aback. Tong Shili and Song Yutong had always been at odds, and Lucy was exceptionally close to Song Yutong, so there was no reason for her to help her.

"Deputy Director Tong, could you share your thoughts?" Although she had already rejected the idea in her mind, she still asked. After all, Song Yutong had accompanied Lucy in, so her attitude was already quite clear.

“I know what the director is worried about, and I understand his position. But then again, Mrs. Chu is known for her integrity and righteousness. If she embarrasses us because of Chu Xinyuan's matter, it will only bring her negative publicity. We can take advantage of this to interview her, which will not only highlight her magnanimity and composure, but also promote the new clothing line. It's a win-win situation, so why not?”

Tong Shili's analysis was well-organized and reasonable, which made Yan Zuozuo's firm rejection somewhat waver.

"The director could call Mrs. Chu first and ask her opinion," Song Yutong suggested.

Yan Zuozuo pondered for a moment, and finally said, "Let's discuss this matter later. Let's get back to the main point."

As they left the office, Lucy and Tong Shili exchanged a glance, then Lucy turned to Song Yutong and said, "I have something to do, you go ahead and take care of it."

Song Yutong nodded and went into her office.

Lucy caught up with Tong Shili and went into the tea room. "Could you please make me a cup too?"

Tong Shili glanced at her, poured her a glass, and didn't say anything.

"Thank you." Lucy showed no sign of leaving, instead muttering to herself, "A few days ago, I had a conflict with Ding Le right here, and she was fired."

Tong Shili frowned, her words carrying a hidden meaning.

Although Ding Le has a fiery temper, she is an upright girl. She would never take action unless provoked. In other words, Lucy is definitely the one who caused the trouble.

However, what is the point of conflict between Ding Le and Lucy?

"Doesn't Deputy Director Tong want to know the reason?" Lucy took a sip of coffee and smiled gently.

"It's none of my business." Even if she wanted to know, she wouldn't find out from her.

"Cool!" Lucy praised admiringly. "It's obvious that Deputy Director Tong is an unconventional woman, but she actually supported me just now. That's rare."

"I was just considering the floral design; you don't need to make any more guesses."

“Well, that’s thanks to your support. In fact, I should thank you. The director was quite unhappy just now, and Deputy Director Tong didn’t hesitate to disagree. I’m honored.” Lucy walked behind Tong Shili and continued, “We all know the director’s background. Offending her isn’t a wise choice. But Deputy Director Tong has powerful backers. As long as you speak up, the director has to give you face. I’m different… Hehe, anyway, I’m still very grateful to Deputy Director Tong. I’ll remember this favor.”

Tong Shili frowned. Lucy's words were very meaningful. First, she warned her about Ding Le's situation, and then she pointed out the man behind her. She was very scheming and manipulative; she didn't like dealing with this kind of person.