Ocean Lords: Start Harvesting Double from Dice Rolls - Chapter 681 - 339: Essence Feast Corporation, Illusion_2
Fang Yu froze for a moment, then a helpless, half-crying-half-laughing expression crept onto his face.
Dammit…
These people actually pull this kind of shady stunt just to buy resources beyond their quota?
This really screwed him over; after all, Fang Yu wasn’t some guy waving the South Island military banner to scam resources.
He was the real deal…
Fang Yu hesitated, but still couldn’t hold back from speaking.
But the two security guards in front of him, seeing that Fang Yu still refused to leave, frowned, snorted coldly, and reached out, wanting to grab him and throw him out just like the other young men.
Right at this moment, a very stern shout suddenly rang out in the lobby: “Stop! Don’t lay a hand on our honored guest!”
Hearing this voice, the two of them were startled, instantly withdrew their hands, then turned back in unison and said respectfully, “Director!”
The newcomer was wearing a sharp, well-fitted suit, about forty or so, with gold-rimmed glasses on his face, yet he didn’t look scholarly or gentle at all—more like a ruthless mob boss.
Seeing this man, the two security guards actually showed a hint of fear on their faces, hastily looking at the middle-aged man with deep respect.
But the middle-aged man didn’t even glance at them. He walked straight toward Fang Yu, then put on a warm smile:
“You must be Mr. Fang Yu, right? My apologies… our company’s security hasn’t seen you before and must have misunderstood.”
“Please, come in!”
Hearing the middle-aged man’s words, the two security guards were shocked to the core. Only they knew that although this man was “just” a company director, in his early days his methods were vicious, and he’d done plenty of decisive and cruel things.
And now, the director was treating this young man like this.
Could this young man really be…
The two of them sucked in a cold breath, inwardly grateful that they hadn’t actually laid hands on this youth just now, or they’d definitely be fired by the director.
You had to know, Essence Feast’s salary… was insanely generous… No one wanted to get fired from Essence Feast, not even a security guard…
…
“And you are?”
Fang Yu followed the middle-aged man forward, soon passing through the lobby and entering the Essence Feast company interior.
“Here’s my business card. My humble name is Li Min, I’m the marketing director of Essence Feast!”
The middle-aged man smiled, speaking in a friendly tone: “Actually, the company already knew Mr. Fang Yu would be coming to sign the contract, so I’ve been waiting in the lobby for some time.”
“But after waiting a while and not seeing you, I went to the restroom, and didn’t expect to almost cause a misunderstanding.”
The expression on Li Min’s face carried a somewhat deliberate warmth; compared with the authority he’d shown when scolding the two security guards, it was like he was a completely different person.
Fang Yu frowned slightly inside, not really liking this guy’s style. He kept feeling that Li Min’s face was wearing a friendly, ingratiating mask as he spoke with him.
Maybe… this was just an occupational hazard of an old fox marketing director.
But he was only here to sign a contract; once it was signed, he’d leave immediately and report back.
No need to have much to do with this Li Min anyway.
“It’s fine. I’m not an unreasonable person. As for why I’m here, I assume Director Li already knows, right?”
“Of course, of course!”
Li Min smiled, his face the very picture of “harmony brings wealth,” and said to Fang Yu: “But this contract is so important that someone at my level doesn’t dare sign it at will. We’d better go to the boss and let him make the call.”
Hearing this, Fang Yu frowned slightly, feeling something was off.
At Sky Dome Technology, the boss had practically signed the contract the first instant, handing it back to him with both hands.
Yet Li Min at Essence Feast already knew he was coming to sign and had been waiting for him here.
If their boss were truly as proactive as Sky Dome’s, he should’ve already authorized Li Min to sign the contract. Why bother with this extra detour?
Fang Yu shook his head, quietly making a mental note.
“Please, Mr. Fang Yu, the president’s office is right ahead. My boss is inside.”
“Alright!”
Fang Yu nodded slightly and was just about to step forward.
But at that exact moment, his muscles suddenly tensed up, and the next second, without hesitation, his body reacted on instinct—he sharply retreated backward.
And just as Fang Yu retreated, a formless force sliced through the exact spot where he had been standing.
This force was extremely tricky and vicious, carrying an incredibly sharp aura, and it was impossible to tell where it had come from.
If Fang Yu hadn’t sensed something was wrong in that instant, he probably would’ve been severely wounded on the spot by this strike and forced into a passive position.
“Huh? How did you manage to sense that…”
Right then, a cold, sinister voice sounded, coming from the wall on Fang Yu’s left.
Fang Yu’s pupils shrank. On his left was only a wall—nothing else. And when he extended his senses in that direction, he felt nothing at all.
It was just a wall.
Fang Yu subconsciously looked at Li Min in front of him, but as his gaze landed on Li Min, Li Min’s body suddenly wavered, then began to turn translucent, like smoke dissolving into the air, growing fainter and fainter until he vanished.
“Swish!”
Another cold, sinister aura lunged at him from one side.
The speed and suddenness of the attack both took Fang Yu by surprise.
