Feng Jun's stance had been unmistakable, so naturally Lin Beauty's Boss would not go looking for trouble—more importantly, he lacked the ability to make an issue of it.
Lin Beauty left Pump One, taking the USB drive and five Short-Acting Longevity Potions with her as she departed Luo Hua.
The moment she stepped out of the mountain gate, she felt like a lamb walking into a pack of wolves—leaving Luo Hua truly left her helpless.
Yet over the next hour, she did not receive a single phone call.
In fact, that was not a good thing. She knew very well that the Big Shots behind the scenes were communicating with one another, while she was merely waiting to be judged.
An hour and a half later, a heavyweight call finally came through. "Can you hand over two Short-Acting Longevity Potions?"
"Yes," Lin Beauty answered without hesitation. "But Chief Officer, you know Boss Feng's abilities. Even what I'm saying to you now might not be hidden from him... If Boss Feng flies into a rage, I definitely won't be able to stop him. Don't blame me when that happens."
The Chief Officer gave a cold snort. "You've really latched onto a high branch. You dare say anything now. Feeling especially proud of yourself?"
"Chief Officer, you've always taken good care of me. I know that very clearly," Lin Beauty replied. She was not the sort to become arrogant after gaining favor. She was someone who knew how to be grateful, and she knew he had helped her before. "But I can't control him. You understand that... He thinks I've had it hard."
What she meant was: You all think I haven't done enough, that I haven't had it hard. Look at what he says.
The Chief Officer knew perfectly well that