Undercover Ji Wu Goes Home Again

Rob was not only drenched in sweat now, but his face had gone pale, and his legs trembled like jelly.

What ability did Rob have?

If he had possessed such ability, he would not have hidden his talents for so many years. He was not the sort of gentleman who disdained wealth, status, fame, and profit.

What talent was he supposed to be hiding? He needed to have some talent to hide in the first place!

Andemen's words had forced him to the edge of a cliff. Jumping meant death, and not jumping meant death too.

"P-President..."

Rob was utterly despairing.

But Andemen's expression suddenly changed. He slammed his palm on the desk and barked, "Even now, you still want to hide it?"

"Don't underestimate the company's capabilities, and don't think the little tricks you pulled can be concealed from anyone."

"You'd better tell us everything exactly as it happened and redeem yourself through your merits. Otherwise, prepare to be thrown into Black Prison! The company will also sue you for the losses your actions caused."

"President, I was really wrong! Don't send me to Black Prison."

The moment he heard the words Black Prison, Rob's legs gave out.

He dropped to his knees and burst into loud sobs.

Firing that person had indeed cost the company a talented individual. Now that talent had gone to their competitor and caused the company considerable losses.

If the company sued him for abusing his authority on those grounds, every penny he had earned over the years would have to be paid out in compensation. He might even end up owing an enormous debt, far more than he could afford to repay.

And then there was Black Prison.

Since most of the world's resources were controlled by the three major companies, if someone