"Hehe, our esteemed family head, we'll be right there. We just went out for a late-night snack!" The family head's facial muscles twitched, his eyes filled with killing intent. httpδ:/m.kuAisugg.nět
Upon returning to the clan, a group of Ding family high-ranking officials proceeded to the conference room.
Ding Laosan was seated there. He tapped the conference table and said with great dissatisfaction, "Hurry up and take your seats. I'm about to explain the Ding family's development plan for the next ten years!"
In front of him was a thick stack of drafts. He had spent a full five hours writing them, eager to showcase his ambitions and achieve his aspirations.
After the high-ranking officials took their seats, they all stared at him with disdain.
The family head thought to himself, "This guy is really tired of living. You'll know how to write the word 'death' later!"
In everyone's eyes, Ding Laosan was already a dead man. They had no intention of letting him go.
The balding man, holding a cup of steaming tea, walked into the conference room and respectfully placed it in front of Ding Laosan.
"Respected family head, you truly work too hard. Please have some tea!" the balding man said, bowing.
Ding Laosan, completely unsuspecting, was truly unfortunate to be a chess piece.
He was a chess piece in Mu Feng's eyes, and in the eyes of the Ding family, wasn't he the same?
He put on an air of superiority and nodded slightly, saying, "Mm, you are thoughtful. The future of the Ding family lies in your hands. As long as you follow my instructions, the Ding family will become increasingly prosperous!"
The balding man chuckled, "Family head, you speak the truth. You truly overexert yourself. Please have some tea quickly!"
Ding Laosan had no idea that everyone was looking at him with mocking eyes.
He felt immensely gratified, picked up the teacup, and took a sip. He felt as if he were basking in a spring breeze, completely unaware that he was on the brink of death.
The tea flowed down his throat and into his stomach. Just as he was about to begin his speech, his heart suddenly felt a sharp pain.
Ding Laosan felt a tightness in his chest, spat out a mouthful of black blood, and then his seven orifices began to bleed uncontrollably. He fell to the ground, trembling.
"This tea is poisoned? You poisoned the tea?" Only when he was poisoned did he realize he had fallen into a trap.
The balding man kicked him and sneered, "You want to be the family head? I think you're more like a pig in heat. What are you? Just cannon fodder, a useless piece of trash!"
The Ding family high-ranking officials stepped forward and began to punch and kick him.
Despair filled Ding Laosan's eyes. Before he left, Mu Feng had repeatedly emphasized that he should temporarily leave the Ding family and only emerge after the situation was completely under control.
However, he had disregarded Mu Feng's advice, arrogantly believing that as the family head, the Ding family should obey him unconditionally.
Now that things had come to this, it was too late for regrets. After struggling a few times, Ding Laosan's legs stiffened, and he breathed his last, undeniably dead.
The balding man lifted him up and said with a smile, "Family head, only one milligram of cyanide is needed to kill a person within a minute!"
The family head nodded with satisfaction, "You've done very well. Mu Feng, Mu Feng, this time I'll see what you have to fight me with. I, Ding Zhihao, have never feared anyone!"
The night passed uneventfully, and soon it was the next day.
At noon that day, Mu Feng received a call from Ding Zhihao, the Ding family head.
"Mr. Mu, hello. To apologize to you, I've reserved a private room at Yongquan Restaurant. I hope you can grace us with your presence, and allow me to toast you a few drinks!"
From his tone, Mu Feng sensed a hint of something unusual. He understood that the arrogant Ding Laosan had likely met his demise.
Ding Zhihao had lost his left arm to him, which was definitely a deep-seated hatred. Him inviting Mu Feng to dinner was like a weasel wishing a chicken a happy new year, wasn't it?
However, Mu Feng remained unfazed and said, "The Ding family head's invitation is very kind. Do I have any reason to refuse?"
"Not at all, not at all, you are truly joking. I am no longer the family head!" Ding Zhihao almost dropped his phone in fear, but he managed to suppress his trepidation and force a smile.
After hanging up the phone, Mu Feng arrived at Yongquan Restaurant around noon.
In a nearly luxurious private room on the second floor, he saw a group of Ding family high-ranking officials. A young girl in a floral dress, with light makeup, caught his attention.
Ding Zhihao, seeing this, smiled and introduced, "Mr. Mu, this is Cheng Xiao, who has recently become very popular. She is absolutely top-tier!"
Mu Feng coughed and said, "Oh, really? That's good!"
Cheng Xiao tightly clutched her floral dress with her delicate hands. She appeared somewhat flustered, constantly looking around with an unpleasant expression, as if she were being coerced.
After everyone was seated, Ding Zhihao whispered conspiratorially in Mu Feng's ear, "Mr. Mu, does she suit your taste!"
"Hehe, let's just eat. Why talk about such useless things?" Mu Feng was not one to take advantage of others and would naturally not do anything out of line.
These Ding family high-ranking officials were not so foolish as to directly poison the drinks. After all, they had investigated and knew that Mu Feng's medical skills were superb.
He could identify any poison, which was why they had gone to such lengths to employ the so-called beauty trap.
After several rounds of drinks, the Ding family members continued to toast him one after another, but Mu Feng's face showed no signs of intoxication.
The balding man laughed heartily, "I think Mr. Mu must be drunk. This restaurant also has guest rooms. Why don't you rest in a room!"
Mu Feng found it amusing. He was rather curious about what tricks these people could come up with, so he played along, rubbing his temples, "I am indeed a little drunk. Where is the room? Please take me there!"
The balding man was overjoyed. He bowed obsequiously and said, "Mr. Mu, please this way!"
Soon, Mu Feng arrived at a guest room on the top floor of the restaurant. He said with a stern face, "Alright, you can leave now. Do not enter my room without my permission!"
He nodded repeatedly, "Please rest assured, absolutely, absolutely!" With that, he scurried out of the room.
Mu Feng scoffed, "Don't you need to go through procedures to book a room? You people are truly foolish. I'd like to see what tricks you can play!"
Lying on the soft bed, he stretched languidly, awaiting the unknown conspiracy.
Meanwhile, in the private room where they had been drinking earlier, Ding Zhihao was furiously berating Cheng Xiao.
"I'm sorry, President Ding, I really can't do it. Please don't force me!" She shook her head, tears welling up.
"You have to do it even if you can't. Don't you understand the rules of the entertainment industry, you little girl? Do you want to be blacklisted?" Ding Zhihao threatened her fiercely.