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The arrival of Mo Ming made everyone in the company feel uneasy, and they could no longer afford to be complacent. Everyone was worried about their names appearing on the layoff list, leading to a significant increase in work motivation, as if they were fighting for their lives.
People have potential, but they often hesitate to tap into it. Only under pressure can breakthroughs occur; this is a form of pressure that reveals the greater potential for progress within Starry Melody Company.
Now, Mo Ming's authority in the company was firmly established. No one dared to cause trouble because Ren Long, the head of the client department, was completely obedient to Mo Ming. Whatever Mo Ming wanted, Ren Long complied without question. Even during working hours, Ren Long arrived on time, showing no signs of resistance.
Days passed, and everyone thought that the acting president was diligently handling matters all day. However, they were mistaken; Mo Ming was actually quite relaxed, sitting in the office playing games. With an office to himself, he no longer needed to go to the break room to smoke.
Han Xue found herself with much more free time. If she didn't occasionally get coffee herself, Mo Ming would do it without any airs of being the boss. His expression had softened considerably, but she still felt a bit wary when recalling the intimidation he had shown on his first day.
One day, as closing time approached, Yang Yuan arrived with Liu Hu. It seemed that after a few days of leisure, trouble was brewing. The way they entered clearly indicated they were there to find fault.
Yang Yuan didn’t even bother knocking; he pushed open the door with an air of entitlement and walked in.
"What a mess! Hah! I didn’t expect Miss Murong to be gone and replaced by a smoker. This is truly disappointing; I'm starting to doubt our cooperation," Yang Yuan remarked.
He waved his hand in front of his nose dismissively and took a seat directly across from Mo Ming. Liu Hu stood beside him with his arms crossed, standing straight and glaring with a hint of hostility.
It seemed that after being taught a lesson by Mo Ming last time, Liu Hu was feeling disgruntled. After all, he was a retired special forces soldier—if not the best, certainly among the elite. He couldn’t believe he had been easily dealt with by Mo Ming and felt indignant about it.
"I thought some rude guy barged in without knocking; turns out it's the refined Young Master Yang. Please have a seat; let me finish up these tasks first," Mo Ming said with a contradictory tone, deliberately mocking Yang Yuan’s lack of manners. Yang Yuan narrowed his eyes dangerously at this remark, a sinister smile creeping onto his lips.
"You little brat! You're just a bodyguard; what are you so proud of? You're nothing but a monkey wearing a crown!" Liu Hu retorted angrily, taking a step forward before Yang Yuan stopped him.
"Enough, grandson! Aren't you just a bodyguard too?" Mo Ming shook his head dismissively and teased, "Don’t be jealous of me; I found myself a good employer."
"Mr. Mo really has quite the way with words! First pretending to be Miss Murong's husband and now acting as her agent—don’t you feel embarrassed?" Yang Yuan clapped and laughed.
As for business matters, it was true that Mo Ming had just been playing games until the screen displayed 'Victory.'
Mo Ming turned to look at Yang Yuan, a faint smile on his lips.
"I don't feel embarrassed at all. First, pretending to be President Mu's husband is to prevent certain people with ulterior motives; second, my role as an agent is not a pretense, it is President Mu's intention." Mo Ming shrugged and said, "I wonder if Young Master Yang has any further questions?"
The reference to certain people with ulterior motives clearly pointed at Yang Yuan. Upon hearing this, Yang Yuan's expression darkened slightly with anger. He shot a cold glance at Mo Ming and sneered, "I wonder if Mr. Mo has ever sold products before; your eloquence is quite impressive, and your shamelessness is remarkable."
"Thank you for the compliment, but it's really not that great," Mo Ming replied without a hint of anger, maintaining his light smile. "Young Master Yang must have something to discuss; feel free to say it directly. If you want to cause trouble for that place, I can help you out."
"Smart. I'm here to cause trouble today, but I don't want to talk to you. I only want to speak with the real owner, not someone who relies on others for power." Yang Yuan fiddled with the ring he was wearing, his tone dripping with disdain.
"Oh, I see. Then Young Master Yang should refrain from speaking in the future," Mo Ming said with a teasing expression. "What Young Master Yang means is clear: you don't want to talk to someone who relies on others for power. Young Master Yang thinks that because of your wealth and influence, you can bully people like me; that is indeed relying on others for power!"
Upon hearing this, Yang Yuan stopped fiddling with his ring and looked up, his expression darkening. His eyes narrowed into a dangerous arc, and Liu Hu was furious and ready to step forward to teach Mo Ming a lesson.
"Grandson, I'm talking to your master; you should get lost," Mo Ming said, his eyes flashing with a hint of killing intent. "One should know their place; if you lack ability, don't act tough. Be careful not to end up in a worse situation!"
"Liu Hu, one must remain calm and not resort to violence at every turn; step back," Yang Yuan said lightly. It wasn't that he was gentle; he knew that Liu Hu was no match for Mo Ming's terrifying strength. Acting rashly would only give Mo Ming a reason to put him in his place.
"Young Master Yang is right; I was reckless," Liu Hu admitted. He had almost forgotten about Mo Ming's formidable strength and nearly rushed in for a fight. He immediately stepped back but still looked somewhat frustrated.
"Now that's more like it. We can't discuss serious matters while listening to barking dogs all day; it gets annoying," Mo Ming said calmly. "Now we can talk; what dissatisfaction does Young Master Yang have regarding my presence?"
"Where has Miss Murong gone on her trip?"
With this question from Yang Yuan, Mo Ming recalled the incident from a few days ago involving the studio. It was likely that Yang Yuan couldn't find Murong Lian and intended to use such lowly tactics to draw her out.
Mo Ming genuinely admired Murong Wei for being able to keep the news tightly under wraps. Even Yang Yuan couldn't find out that Murong Lian had been attacked and hospitalized. It seemed that Yang Yuan cared quite a bit about Murong Lian; otherwise, he wouldn't resort to such means.
"I'm sorry, but I can't tell you; it's President Mu's wish. She needs some time alone and doesn't want to be disturbed by outsiders," Mo Ming shook his head and smiled.
"Idle people! Yang Yuan is just an idle person!"
"Alright, since Miss Murong needs to rest, I won't pry any further," Yang Yuan said lightly. "You are the acting president, so you should be able to handle the cooperation issues."
"Sure, go ahead, I'm waiting."
"Liu Hu, bring the samples for Mr. Mo to have a good look at."
Liu Hu immediately took a stack of photos from his inner pocket and tossed them onto the table, but the photos were too slippery and fell onto the floor.
"I'm sorry, could you help me pick those up? I've been quite active lately and my back is hurting, so I can't bend down," Mo Ming said to Liu Hu without showing any dissatisfaction on his face, instead speaking in a teasing manner.
"Stop pretending! I don't believe you can't bend down," Liu Hu angrily pointed at Mo Ming.
Mo Ming revealed a strange smile, pushed all the photos off the table onto the floor, and then looked a bit embarrassed as he said with a bitter smile: "Ah, being too active is no good; look, my hands are starting to shake."
"You did that on purpose!" Liu Hu was even angrier.
"That's quite unfair! How could I do that on purpose? In front of Young Master Yang, I'm just honest and straightforward; I wouldn't dare to play tricks. Bodyguard Liu, please do me a favor and help me pick them up."
Yang Yuan smiled slightly and said, "I'm feeling a bit disappointed. The way you're handling things makes me doubt our cooperation. Should I consider working with other companies instead?"
"Well, that's great! Please feel free to leave. But before you go, please hand over the breach of contract fee," Mo Ming raised an eyebrow and made a gesture for him to leave. "However, there's something I'm not sure if I can keep quiet about."
"Are you threatening me?" Yang Yuan could no longer pretend to be gentle and refined; a glint of killing intent flashed in his eyes as he suddenly stood up.
Mo Ming didn't react much; he leaned forward with his hands on the table and shook his head. "That depends on how you interpret it. A certain big company might deliberately bribe some thugs to delay the other party's progress for the breach of contract fee. I wonder if that would affect Ultimate Company's image?"
"You..." Yang Yuan was not a fool; he understood the stakes involved. He took a deep breath to calm his anger and tried to speak in a more composed tone. "You certainly have some skills. Liu Hu, since Mr. Mo is unable to assist himself, why don't you help him out?"
“Young Master Yang……” Liu Hu looked at Yang Yuan in surprise, only to see Yang Yuan angrily say to him, “I asked you to help him!”
“Yes.” Liu Hu could only reluctantly squat down to pick up the photos one by one and place them on the table. He shot a defiant glance at Mo Ming before retreating to Yang Yuan's side.
“That’s more like it. We’re all partners here; it’s better to be polite,” Mo Ming said as he returned to his seat, picking up the photos to take a look. “I wonder what Young Master Yang finds unacceptable about this?”
“Heh, I think everything there is unacceptable. The original idea was to hire a celebrity for endorsement without discussing specific requirements in detail. Now I’m quite dissatisfied. You hired a popular star for endorsement; her beauty is indeed captivating, but this way, the product's brilliance gets overshadowed, resulting in poor effectiveness.”
Mo Ming waved his hand and smiled, saying, “Young Master Yang, your perspective is too narrow. I don’t see any problem with this. First of all, the celebrity effect can drive fans to buy your new product; secondly, nowadays people are tired of watching advertisements and often use that time to go to the restroom. Who would pay attention to your product? Hiring a beautiful star for endorsement actually helps draw attention to your product.”
“I thought such a simple principle would be clear to someone as smart as Young Master Yang. Now that it’s mentioned, I’m sure you understand,” Mo Ming gave no leeway to Yang Yuan. You can insist on denying it, but the truth is just as it is; you can choose to be foolish if you wish.
“Indeed, I have been short-sighted. Mr. Mo, you truly have some skills; your eloquence is impressive,” Yang Yuan clapped and said. “Since that’s the case, let’s continue our cooperation like this. I don’t want to waste Mr. Mo’s time.”
“It’s no trouble at all; the customer is king, and I’m happy to serve,” Mo Ming gestured politely and said, “Alright, if Young Master Yang has other matters to attend to, I won’t keep you.”
Yang Yuan waved his hand in anger but found himself unable to do anything about Mo Ming, so he could only leave in a huff with Liu Hu.
No one knew exactly what had happened, but everyone could tell from Yang Yuan's expression that Mo Ming had won that round decisively. Everyone was even more convinced of Mo Ming’s capabilities.
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