Overbearing Immortal Doctor
Chapter 365: Revised: 365 Trapped by Someone

Chapter 365: Revised: Chapter 365 Trapped by Someone

Huang Mao stretched out his other foot and said lightly, “This shoe is a bit dirty too. How about you help me lick it clean?”

The manager exploded upon hearing this. “Fuck you! You’ve really got a taste for this, huh? Even if I have to go out of business, I won’t suffer this humiliation.”

“Young Master Huang, don’t push your luck. I’m a man of some standing in this county. We might see each other again…”

Before the manager could finish, Huang Mao slapped him hard across the face and cursed, “Shut the fuck up. What are you going to do about your tax evasion? Want me to investigate?”

The manager’s face fell immediately. “Little Wang, you bastard! I’ve worked so hard for years, and with one word you’ve ruined me!”

Seeing the manager’s pale face, Huang Mao knew he had hit a sore spot and shouted, “Everyone hear this? This boss has been evading taxes for years…”

“Young Master Huang… Grandpa Huang, I’ll kneel… I’ll kneel,” the manager quickly softened, begging in supplication.

Although kneeling and licking shoes was incredibly humiliating, it was better than going to prison, right? If he got caught for tax evasion worth millions, he might be in for decades.

Huang Mao’s arrogant and domineering demeanor firmly established his identity as a villain. The manager feared the power behind him and didn’t dare resist.

In front of everyone’s eyes, the manager slowly knelt down, covering his face with both hands, and bent over to lick Huang Mao’s shoe.

The onlookers saw a man and a woman actually kneeling to lick shoes and were shocked, yet couldn’t help but despise them.

This pair was so despicable and shameless. They were aggressive and overbearing just a moment ago, but once they met someone tougher, they didn’t even know what dignity was!

And this villain was truly disgusting, dressing up as a beggar was one thing, but making someone lick his shoes was another, how ridiculous could he be?

The manager licked Huang Mao’s shoe and slowly stood up, still covering his face with both hands, mumbling, “Young… Young Master Huang, can I leave now?”

Huang Mao looked at Wu Xiaoyu to see what he thought since the manager had a previous grudge with Wu Xiaoyu. Should he take this opportunity to get some revenge?

The onlookers filming the scene were jeering at the manager, not noticing Huang Mao’s expression.

Wu Xiaoyu suppressed his sneer and walked to Huang Mao’s side, asking earnestly, “Huang Mao, haven’t you guys eaten yet?”

“Huang… Huang Mao?” The manager was stunned. What’s going on? Wasn’t he supposed to be a rich kid?

Wu Xiaoyu had just been respectful to him, but now suddenly, he was calling him Huang Mao? This was too rude!

Unless… unless Wu Xiaoyu and Young Master Huang were very close, in which case Wu Xiaoyu must also be from a wealthy family?

The manager had always thought he had some illicit affair with Miss Bai, but actually, he’s also a rich kid?

Though his appearance seemed too low-key… wait, maybe he’s deliberately keeping a low profile. Perhaps he’s not a rich second generation, but an official’s kid?

As the manager’s mind raced, Huang Mao realized Wu Xiaoyu’s intent and immediately made a fawning, obsequious gesture, saying to Wu Xiaoyu:

“Master Wu, we really haven’t eaten yet. We’ve been hungry for more than a day. Otherwise, we wouldn’t have let those two fat folks drag you out!”

Huang Mao’s “Master Wu” was a thunderclap to the manager. Was he not a rich second generation?

If Huang Mao really was a rich second generation, no matter how humble, he wouldn’t call Wu Xiaoyu “Master Zhang”, right?

And starving for a day? A rich second generation going hungry? Damn, in that beggar’s outfit, he wasn’t cosplaying, he was a real beggar?

So had he been deceived? Not only did he beg for mercy, but he also knelt and licked the shoes of a beggar? Fuck you!

The manager’s face turned ashen, the veins on his neck bulged, and his fists clenched tightly.

“You bastard! I’ll kill you!” The manager roared, swinging his fist towards Huang Mao’s face.

Although Huang Mao hadn’t trained in martial arts, he had been in countless street fights. How could he be no match for this fat manager?

He immediately raised his left arm to block and then threw his right fist, punching the manager hard in the stomach.

The manager, already weakened by alcohol and a lack of exercise, fell to the ground after one punch.

The crowd of onlookers was stunned and momentarily forgot to take photos or videos.

Damn! Was Huang Mao really a beggar? He had just been pretending to be a villain to trick this man and woman?

The crowd snapped out of their daze and turned to Wu Xiaoyu, gazing at him with awe and reverence.

This young man was the mastermind behind the whole thing! And he was only in his twenties, yet he came up with such a scheme so quickly?

He was truly resourceful and shrewd. If he entered government service, wouldn’t he control an entire region?

Amidst the crowd’s shock and the manager’s groans, Wu Xiaoyu patted Huang Mao on the shoulder and praised, “Good job, kid! I didn’t realize you were so perceptive!”

Huang Mao scratched his head shyly and mumbled, “Those who watch the venue are good at reading people, but… I’m still not skilled enough!”

Wu Xiaoyu knew he was referring to the incident at Supreme KTV, giving him a sympathetic look.

“Well, who can predict things like that?” Wu Xiaoyu patted his shoulder again and squatted down.

“Hey, old man, you really are stupid!” Wu Xiaoyu taunted the manager.

The manager’s stomach pain had subsided, but knowing he was outnumbered and would only get beaten if he resisted, he chose to endure.

“Today, I accept my fate! You’ve humiliated and beaten me, can I go now?” The manager lay on the ground, feigning severe pain.

Wu Xiaoyu knew he was pretending, but having vented his anger today, he didn’t want to cause more trouble and said:

“Fine, get lost! I’m letting you off today! But if I ever hear you judging people by their appearance or bullying others, I’ll cripple you!”

With that, Wu Xiaoyu kicked the manager, signaling him to scram. The manager, seeing they weren’t going to pursue the matter further, quickly got up and fled.

At the corner of the street, the manager stopped, leaned against the wall, glared at Wu Xiaoyu, and took out his phone to make a call.

The onlookers, seeing the manager had fled, were reluctant to leave, wanting more.

Wu Xiaoyu was about to leave with Huang Mao when a shy young girl, about seventeen or eighteen, approached with her phone, whimpering, “Big brother, can I add your QQ?”

“Hmm?” Wu Xiaoyu was momentarily stunned but eventually took out his phone, letting her scan his QQ code.

Standing next to Wu Xiaoyu, Huang Mao, seeing the petite and cute girl, couldn’t help but feel a bit restless.

But he was ultimately just a supporting actor. Compared to Wu Xiaoyu, the planner, he was worlds apart.