Ah Ke betrayed ROY for money, so he used more money as bait to make Ah Ke work for him again.
Leng Zirui doesn’t believe in Ah Ke; he only believes in the power of money.
Betrayers are just betrayers. In their eyes, there are only interests, and they are never truly loyal to anyone. They are only loyal to their own interests, like Ah Ke.
Such people are also easy to control, with only one condition—that is, you have enough capital.
Ah Ke smiled, "I knew it, you’re the best."
With a casual curl of his lips, Leng Zirui asked indifferently, "What did he want you to do?"
"..." Ah Ke was startled, "He just said to keep an eye and report to him at any time if there were any developments."
"You told him about Roselia’s matters, right?"
"...Yes, ROY, I..."
"The past is the past. People always make mistakes, and this time I won’t pursue it..."
Leng Zirui comfortingly patted his shoulder, and Ah Ke’s initially tense heart slightly relaxed.
At this moment, Leng Zirui’s palm had already reached his chest, gently removing a strand of hair sticking to his collar, and smiled at him.
"Th...thank you!" Ah Ke said somewhat nervously.
"No need..." Leng Zirui’s fingers suddenly grabbed over, like an iron clamp around his throat, pressing him firmly against the elevator wall. Ah Ke’s breath suddenly became rapid, his face quickly flushed red. He wanted to plead for mercy but couldn’t speak, just stared pleadingly at Leng Zirui with a pair of blue eyes, tilting his face up. Leng Zirui squinted slightly with eyes hidden behind tea-colored contact lenses, his gaze filled with endless hostility, "But there won’t be a next time!"
Ah Ke couldn’t speak, just nodded forcefully.
Ding!
The elevator stopped on the first floor.
Leng Zirui suddenly withdrew his right hand, air rushing into Ah Ke’s empty lungs, making him unable to stop coughing.
Outside the door, several guests waiting for the elevator looked in curiously. Leng Zirui reached out his finger to tidy Ah Ke’s wrinkled tie, smiled, and strode out of the elevator.
The combination of carrot and stick is always the best way to train people.
Leng Zirui not only knows this but can use it skillfully.
He believes that from the moment they walked out of the elevator, Ah Ke truly became a piece on his chessboard.
The subordinates waiting in the hall saw Leng Zirui appear and immediately walked out respectfully, guarding him along with Ah Ke out of the hotel entrance, and sat in the car already waiting outside. Leng Zirui raised his wrist to look at his watch again.
It’s almost the agreed time, and big brother still isn’t ready yet?!
The phone vibrated lightly.
He lazily pulled out his phone to glance at the newly received text message, then put the phone back in his pocket. The car drove away from the hotel entrance, following the road. Leng Zirui didn’t directly mention the address of the Chinese restaurant given by Leng Zimo, but just let his subordinates continue driving along the road.
Noticing a Chinese restaurant, he immediately ordered his subordinates to stop and led them inside to order a meal.
After taking a couple of bites, he immediately frowned, stood up, paid the bill, and left.
In the car, there was also a subordinate sent by Luo Ke. To prevent Luo Ke from asking too much, Leng Zimo also carried out the act thoroughly.
"Turn left!"
Leng Zirui suddenly spoke, as if the idea came completely on a whim.
The car turned left, onto another street. Seeing the Chinese restaurant mentioned by Leng Zimo, he calmly commanded, "Stop!"