Su Ning agreed.
She had to pay anyway, so it didn't matter who did the job... Besides, she glanced at the few dodging figures at the edge of the crowd, skillfully put on a very villainous expression, and said meaningfully:
"Although there are many idiots, Portugal still has some smart people."
"Then you go ahead and do it."
At this moment, the editor-in-chief was frantically thanking the translator in his heart. They were so dedicated that they actually translated such words without any compromise.
Then something even more delightful happened—
The breathtakingly handsome young man handed the officer a check.
Click!
The sound was a bit loud.
The reporter next to him was terrified of being discovered; Miguel, in particular, was almost trembling. The editor-in-chief, however, was relatively calm. Blatant bribery and hired muscle, combined with Su Ning's special identity.
If exposed, it would absolutely trigger the outrage of the entire nation.
Utter ruin would not be an overstatement.
But as it happened, he knew this officer. He was notoriously greedy, shameless, despicable, and completely devoid of principles. He might even think this was free advertising for himself.
As for Su.
Perhaps it was an arrogance carved into her very bones that made her completely disregard what outsiders thought.
She was even like those arrogant and extremely brilliant killers in detective novels, so wicked that she took pleasure in revealing her crimes to the world, enjoying the thrill of reckless provocation while knowing no one could punish her.
Su Ning had no idea what the editor-in-chief was thinking as she listened to the officer's beaming guarantees.
He absolutely wouldn't let a single person slip away.
"Well, if you can't do it, the final payment won't be given."
The officer's face stiffened.
"Ding, detecting the host acting as an unscrupulous rich person..."
Good heavens.
The squeezed-out rewards even shocked Su Ning for a second. Based on her experience, this wave practically emptied the prize pool.
Now, the officer was burning with impatience, eager to set off immediately for fear that the news would leak and he wouldn't catch everyone. As for the protesters, they would naturally be taken away together for assembling a mob and racial discrimination.
Plus Su Ning's money.
They could be locked up for at least three days.
The protesters also woke up from their grief and indignation, realizing their precarious situation. Having nothing left to lose, they hurled all sorts of profanities and slang at Su Ning and the officer.
Su Ning frowned slightly.
Without getting angry, she instead scanned them one by one with a surprised look:
"I was wrong. Actually, thinking about it from another angle, the Creator is fair. For example, although you lack intelligence and are impulsive, you also don't have as many worries. Like figuring out how to feed your families once you lose your jobs..."
The scene suddenly went dead silent.
Right?
Weren't they protesting to threaten Su Ning into giving them more jobs... and now their own jobs were about to be gone!
"You can't do this."
Someone shouted loudly, trembling, and then suddenly thought of something and begged:
"You should understand, we were just used by others. How could we resist when the big shots made their move? We were unknowingly guided into doing the wrong thing, so we are actually innocent. Besides, Chairman Su, you haven't suffered any harm."
And she even got to watch a good show.
Of course, he didn't say that out loud. He swallowed hard and continued:
"We can apologize. Also, Swire Shipping just got so many new ships and is already short-staffed. If you fire all of us, it won't be able to operate at all."
This point seemed to move Su Ning.
She nodded thoughtfully:
"That's true, skilled workers are hard to find, and transferring people from back home also takes time... But I'm someone who has never taken a loss since the day I was born. Getting cursed at by you racists, I'd feel terrible if I just let you off easily."
Don't you discriminate against them yourself?
The crowd grumbled inwardly.
But to keep their jobs, they endured it and didn't retort.
They accepted the accusation.
Just when they thought they would be let off, in the next second, their souls, which had just risen halfway, plummeted straight back into hell.
"Therefore, I've decided not to let you off after all," Su Ning, this wicked person, spread her hands and said innocently. "Why the expressions of disbelief? Did I give you the illusion that I would tolerate this?"
"Aren't you afraid something will happen to Swire Shipping!"
Someone shouted unwillingly.
Everyone knew she had invested a massive amount of money and energy into it.
"Not afraid."
Su Ning restrained her smile and responded coldly, "Because I have money."
"A lot of money."
Hundreds of millions were sitting in her account, and she was getting a headache figuring out how to spend it. She was only afraid she had nowhere to spend it. Furthermore, the protesters weren't all the employees; most of them were staying home observing the situation.
When these two sentences fell into the ears of the others, they were interpreted differently.
They all felt that Su Ning was insane, egocentric to the extreme. Just to vent her anger, she was even willing to disregard the future of Swire Shipping.
The editor-in-chief took a deep breath to calm his overly violent heartbeat.
He thought of characters from stories.
Paranoid, crazy, vivid, as reckless as the sun, but often burning out just as quickly...
Only the officer's thoughts were pure—Su had money, very good, excellent, but hurry up!
What if the targets ran away?
...
Actually, he didn't need to worry too much.
Indeed, someone noticed something was wrong and wanted to go tip them off. It's just that those people were all gathered in a private club, celebrating while waiting for news—and the messengers couldn't even get inside.
By the time they finally got through.
Oops.
The officer arrived with his men like tigers and wolves, rounding them all up in one fell swoop.
"What are you doing?"
The major shareholder was both angry and anxious. "Who sent you? Do you know who I am? I know Minister Figo and General Norman. Watch out, or one phone call from me will have you all on your knees."
The officer was not in a good mood.
Because although he was doing the work, his superior, Norman, was taking the lion's share of the cut. A bad mood required venting, so he waved his hand.
He had his subordinates release the major shareholder.
Feigning great fear, he said, "I'm sorry, I didn't know you knew so many important people. Please don't complain about me to General Norman."
Hmph, afraid now, aren't you?
The major shareholder slowly adjusted his clothes and looked at him with a cold sneer:
"The one who sent you here must be Su, right? That self-righteous Easterner actually came up with this idea after being scared by the protests. Well, what else does she have besides money? She has no idea how deep my connections run."
As if seeing Su Ning's panicked appearance in his mind, he couldn't help but laugh.
The officer: ...
He lowered his head, afraid that the irrepressible smile on his face would be discovered. Fortunately, his voice sounded normal:
"That's right, Su paid a lot of money, and I barely managed to snatch this opportunity... I didn't expect the person she provoked to be a big shot like you."
"Young people just don't think enough."
The major shareholder was happy being flattered, not even noticing that the others were still firmly detained—what if one ran away?—and took the opportunity to lecture him:
"You think you won the bid, but it might be a trap that others deliberately left for you."
The officer nodded gratefully.
As if returning the favor, he suggested that the shareholder make a phone call to General Norman; otherwise, what if other uninformed people like him rushed in to arrest them?
That made a lot of sense.
The major shareholder dialed the number. Usually, it would be answered within three or four seconds, but this time it took a full dozen seconds before someone picked up.
Fortunately, the voice belonged to General Norman himself.
"Hello, General, it's me..." His tone was careful and submissive, clearly proving that their relationship was not as excellent as he had boasted to the officer. He quickly explained what had happened.
However, there was a long silence on the other end of the line.
He pulled the receiver away in confusion.
Was the line disconnected?
The next second—
"Leon, it's you little brat again, isn't it? Damn it, if you are going to snatch Henry's job, you had better do it right, or watch out that he doesn't come over and beat you to death!"
A furious roar echoed from the phone.
Then, the call was abruptly hung up with a click.
The major shareholder stood frozen in place, his brain struggling to process the situation like rusty gears.
"Well, I guess I can't slack off anymore."
Officer Leon spun his hat out of boredom, casually tossed it up, caught it on his head, and ordered the others to speed up and take the people away.
Only then did he turn his attention to the major shareholder, speaking in a helpless tone:
"I am so sorry. It seems that Su's money is just a little more useful than your personal connections."
The major shareholder's face flushed as red as a pig's liver!
...
Meanwhile.
General Norman hung up the phone, coughed twice to cover his embarrassment, and spoke to the young Eastern man in front of him with a righteous air:
"Although he and I have a great relationship, as close as brothers, I will absolutely not show any mercy for the sake of justice and our national image."
Lin Sen played along and offered a few words of praise.
Then he took his leave.
General Norman did not mind. He knew there were others waiting for Lin Sen.
Oh, no, they were waiting for the money he carried.
He had to admit, this Easterner was incredibly smart. Not everyone possessed such a wide array of bribery tactics, offering enough money in ways perfectly tailored to each individual's situation, all while keeping it completely discreet!
The clever Assistant Lin had not rested for a long time. Sitting in the car, he rubbed his throbbing forehead.
Suddenly, he smiled.
Right now, the young miss must be very happy, right?
...
Wrong.
Su Ning was not happy at all at this moment. Frowning, she confirmed with the system again, "Are you sure there is no mistake? Why would the higher-ups suddenly investigate us? Did you report us?"
