Chapter 367: Slamming the Tables
Translator: Tim Editor: GlobeGlotter
Just as Ye Mo dodged a missile, he sensed another incoming threat and sidestepped instinctively. Rumble—Another missile exploded where he'd been standing. Annoyed by the repeated attacks, Ye Mo, though unable to pinpoint the submarine's location, deduced its position from the water currents.
Ye Mo was not one to tolerate attack without retaliation. Two missiles had thoroughly enraged him. He pursued the missiles' origin.
Missiles continued to whiz past him, and soon he located the submarine 100 meters away. Without hesitation, Ye Mo deployed his flying sword. Despite the water's dampening effect, the sword's power was sufficient.
Rumble—Even underwater, the flying sword's speed far surpassed the missiles'. As Ye Mo dodged another missile, the sword sliced through the submarine's outer shell. Had he not been conserving his chi, he would have cleaved the sub in two.
A few hundred meters underwater… Slicing open the sub would endanger the soldiers within, but Ye Mo disregarded their lives. They had attempted to kill him; mercy was unwarranted.
Ye Mo sighed. Finally, silence. He'd merely sought a resting place, only to be attacked without provocation. Despite disabling the submarine, he remained dissatisfied.
But as Ye Mo prepared to surface, he discovered several patrol ships above. It was a fleet. He shook his head. He had no desire to engage the fleet, but he knew news of his presence would spread, potentially leading to encirclement.
While unafraid of being surrounded, Ye Mo disliked pointless battles—unrewarding and unproductive.
To avoid conflict, Ye Mo traversed the ocean floor. Two hours later, he emerged from a desolate stretch of sea. Though his chi was severely depleted, he mounted his flying sword and headed for San Francisco, fearing further trouble if he remained in the ocean.
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Simultaneously, the US Navy HQ received urgent news: a fleet of patrol ships had encountered a UFO, possibly alien. This news swiftly reached the Pentagon, prompting an immediate White House response and the dispatch of reinforcements.
Ye Mo was correct. The battle site had already drawn a massive concentration of US Marine forces. The White House declared the highest state of alert, informing the world of a UFO in the Pacific Ocean.
The US Marines engaged the UFO, losing a nuclear-powered submarine, SSM6120. No submarine crew survived, and the UFO vanished, fueling suspicions of an alien invasion.
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Compared to other conferences, Luo Yue's efficiency was significantly better. Company selection took only two hours, unlike the month-long process of other conferences.
Anxiety filled the air as everyone awaited the announcement.
“Qingxue, I doubt Yuan Bei Corporation will secure the Asian spot. Did you notice Luo Yue's CEO, Yu, doesn't seem to like Yuan Qibing? Who does he think he is…,” Li Mumei whispered to Ning Qingxue.
At that moment, Wu Qiang approached Fei Yu's position, presenting a letter to Ning Qingxue. “CEO Ning, I apologize for intruding on Fei Yu Corporation's space, but I had no choice. Our CEO Yuan sent this for you…”
“Wu Qiang, don't call me CEO Ning. Take your things and leave,” Ning Qingxue responded coldly.
Li Mumei sneered. “Wu Qiang, you traitor. Get lost.”
“But CEO Ning, CEO Yuan believes this benefits Fei Yu Corporation. He wishes to invite you to dinner tonight…” Wu Qiang, ignoring Li Mumei, continued.
Before Wu Qiang finished, Ning Qingxue slammed the table, stood, and tossed the letter onto the table, coldly addressing the nearby Yuan Qibing. “Yuan, cease your lecherous advances. I'm married, and even if I weren't, I wouldn't want a scum like you. Using this partnership to threaten me? So what if your corporation is chosen? You might not even get it.”
Ning Qingxue knew Yuan Qibing's intentions. This was the announcement moment, when anxiety was at its peak, and Fei Yu Corporation's current situation might have made her susceptible to his proposal.
Yuan Qibing's psychological manipulation was skillful, but he misjudged his target. Ning Qingxue was quite extreme. He hadn't anticipated her dramatic table-slamming outburst at such a crucial event. This deeply humiliated him.
Seven or eight hundred people were present. Ning Qingxue's action drew everyone's attention. Silence fell; fear of angering Luo Yue Corporation had previously prevailed, but Fei Yu's outburst changed that.
This effectively eliminated Fei Yu's chances, especially as a third-grade company. Those near Fei Yu subtly distanced themselves, fearing association.
Seeing his daughter's angry outburst, Ning Zhongfei sighed, offering neither rebuke nor comment. Their hopes were slim already; this remaining sliver had vanished. It was inconsequential.
“Sorry, Dad,” Ning Qingxue said, sitting down. She truly detested Yuan Qibing's persistent harassment.
Ning Zhongfei smiled. “There's nothing to apologize for. Though I like the pharmaceutical industry, if we can't succeed here, we can pursue other ventures.”
“Yeah, Qingxue, don't give a scum like him any face,” Li Mumei added.
Yuan Qibing's face turned green. He hadn't expected such a reaction. How could China's top pharmaceutical CEO behave this way?
‘Bitch, if I don't ruin you, I'm a dog,’ Yuan Qibing ground his teeth, vowing to destroy Fei Yu Corporation completely. Even if they switched industries, he wouldn't let them go.
Yu Miaodan observed Ning Qingxue curiously, noting her character despite her beauty. Was there a conflict with Yuan Bei Corporation?
Seeing Yu Miaodan approach, Ning Zhongfei quickly stood. “My apologies, CEO Yu. We disrupted proceedings.”
Yu Miaodan smiled. “Mr. Ning, please sit. It's alright.”
Yu Miaodan then turned to Han Zai. “What's the status of Yang Jiu's investigation? Why is there no report?”
Han Zai responded, “Ninth Uncle has returned, but the ongoing conference delayed his report.”
“Call him in.” Soon, Yang Jiu arrived.
Yang Jiu anticipated Yu Miaodan's question. “CEO Yu, my investigation is complete. The young CEO of Yuan Bei Corporation is lusting after the boss's wife…” He then detailed Yuan Qibing's harassment of Fei Yu Corporation and his coercive tactics.
Slam—Yu Miaodan slammed the table in anger. No wonder the big boss wanted Yuan Bei eliminated. How dare they scheme against the boss's wife? Yuan Qibing was courting death. Being removed from the game? Too lenient. He'd encountered the wrong person; she wouldn't rest until Yuan Bei Corporation was sent to the depths of hell.
Yu Miaodan's fierce demeanor emerged. Her past experiences with Wu Xueming in Metal River had hardened her. If Wu Xueming hadn't died, she would still be a mafia boss. A mere Yuan Qibing dared to be so arrogant?
Yu Miaodan's table-slamming again drew everyone's attention.
Everyone stared at Yu Miaodan strangely. Was she displeased with Ning Qingxue's actions, or was there another reason? Why did these women love slamming tables so much?