The Bodyguard King’s CEO Wife
Chapter 333 - 333 333 Greed Overreaching Itself A Snake Swallowing an Elephant

333: Chapter 333: Greed Overreaching Itself, A Snake Swallowing an Elephant 333: Chapter 333: Greed Overreaching Itself, A Snake Swallowing an Elephant With Wu Ke’s help, the identities of the five members of the Tomb Spirit Organization could be smoothly whitewashed.

Given the Wu Family’s powerful influence in Hong Kong, no one dared to oppose them.

“Refining Mo is indeed a man of quick actions.

Let’s drink to this,” Wu Ke thought to himself with secret joy.

With the aid of the Tomb Spirit Organization, both internally and externally, their goals were within easy reach.

He raised his glass high, and both men heartily downed the baijiu in front of them.

“Here, Refining Mo, let’s toast to our enjoyable collaboration.” Wu Ke put down his glass and extended his hand, gripping it over Refining Mo’s black leather glove, underneath which was that ice-cold palm…

“To a delightful collaboration.”

“But Mr.

Wu, are you really able to go through with it?

That is your own nephew after all.” Refining Mo put down his glass, pretending to be incredibly doubtful.

“Haha, Refining Mo, in truth, he and I are merely fellow travelers—greedy beyond measure.

Besides collaborating, do you have any interest in making a bet with me?

” As Refining Mo posed the question, Wu Ke burst into unstoppable laughter.

“Oh, what would Mr.

Wu like to bet on?” Refining Mo asked curiously.

“If he is willing to give me the promised shares, I’m willing to give you an additional three percent of the shares,” Wu Ke said lightly, raising three fingers.

“Good, Mr.

Wu is indeed an interesting man.

Well, I’ll reciprocate the gesture.

If you win, I’ll take three percent less in shares, only seven percent,” Refining Mo lifted his glass as a gesture to toast.

“Deal.” Wu Ke lightly clinked glasses, both revealing knowing smiles.

…

Ever since the change of leadership in the Wu Family, the villa suddenly became “lively.” There was a constant stream of socialites and politicians from Hong Kong visiting Wu Mansion; cars and horses crowded the entrance while the lobby was packed with people.

Naturally, this was to curry favor with Wu Zijian, hoping to gain more benefits.

In their eyes, compared to the astute and wise Wu Yu, they could gain more from the muddled Wu Zijian.

In the office of the Chairman of Wu Group.

“Haha, Chairman Wu’s discernment is decisive.

I believe under the Chairman’s leadership, Wu Group will surely grow even stronger.” At this time, seven or eight people were sitting together in the office, discussing something.

“I just became the Family Head, there’s a lot I don’t understand yet, I still need the guidance from my elders.” Surrounded by people, Wu Zijian maintained a humble demeanor, but beneath it, his heart swelled with pride.

He had thought being the Eldest Young Master of the Wu Family was enough to do whatever he wanted in Hong Kong, but now as the Family Head, he felt even more unstoppable.

“Of course, of course.”

“Certainly.”

…

The people below were flattering him non-stop, praising endlessly.

As for who these people were, one didn’t need to guess, they were surely some collateral relatives of the Wu Family.

The shares in their hands were what Wu Zijian truly desired.

At this moment, someone walked in from the door, and everyone promptly stood up.

“Good day, Vice Chairman.”

“Good day, Vice Chairman.”

…

The visitor was none other than Wu Ke.

Since Wu Zijian had become the Chairman of the Wu Family, Wu Ke, acting as a cunning Think Tank, naturally became the Vice Chairman, and due to generational seniority, held immense prestige in the company.

The crowd nodded in greeting, their faces showing a hint of deference and even fear, but this scene was invisible to the triumph-intoxicated Wu Zijian.

“You all can leave now, the Chairman and I have some matters to discuss,” Wu Ke indifferently addressed the crowd.

“Alright, Vice Chairman.” The people nodded in response and left the office.

“So, how does it feel, Eldest Young Master…

oh no, Family Head.” Wu Ke comfortably stretched himself on the sofa, lighting a cigar and taking a deep drag.

“Of course, this is all thanks to Uncle’s help,” Wu Zijian comfortably leaned back, a beautiful woman behind him massaging his temples and shoulders.

“Hmph, that young Wu Yu, still daring to contend with me for the position of Family Head, now he’s been deflated, haha.

Come, Uncle, let’s drink.” The woman behind him respectfully poured red wine for both Wu Zijian and Wu Ke.

“Cheers, to congratulate you,” Wu Ke said with a faint smile.

“Now that you’ve secured the position of Family Head, isn’t it time to fulfill our agreement?” Wu Ke took a sip, glancing at Wu Zijian and clearly noticing his fingers trembling slightly.

“Right, of course, but Uncle, you know there are so many matters in the company right now, I just can’t spare the time,” Wu Zijian said firmly, putting on a troubled expression, waving his hand.

“But don’t worry, Uncle, I will definitely give you the shares,” Wu Zijian thumped his chest in assurance.

“I see, I won’t press you then.

Just make sure it’s soon, I hope within three days you can settle this matter,” Wu Ke’s face flickered slightly, his tone mild yet unable to hide the underlying threat.

“Uncle, you’re really putting me in a difficult position,” Wu Ke coldly stated, a subtle discord was brewing between them, seemingly on the verge of fallout.

“Indeed, when you were desperate, I assisted you, and now that you have become the Family Head, you still behave so dishonorably,” Wu Ke coldly mocked, already anticipating such a response, yet unabashedly displaying his disdain.

“Uncle, you’re now the Vice Chairman, second only to one, above thousands, what more do you want?” Wu Zijian sipped his red wine lightly, slightly irritated by Wu Ke’s mockery.

You see, according to the inheritance distribution, both Wu Zijian and Wu Yu received twenty percent of the shares each, and Wu Ke already possessed fifteen percent.

If Wu Zijian were to give an additional five percent to Wu Ke as per their earlier agreement, would his position as Chairman still be secure?

Of course not.

Wu Zijian was a mediocrity, shrewd only about retaining what he owned: money, status, power.

“Ha ha, my dear nephew, you take care,” Wu Ke didn’t return the conversation, just coldly uttered those words, then slowly turned and left the office.

…

Meanwhile, in a basement in Hong Kong, a seductively dressed woman sat in front of a vanity mirror.

She wore a scarlet cheongsam, her fair thighs matched with sexy lace stockings, feet in white high heels, and her lips carefully colored with bright red lipstick, a long hairpin enhancing the charm of an ancient-style beauty as if stepping out of a painting.

At that moment, a man in black entered, slowly approaching the woman from behind, resting his hand on her shoulder, and in the mirror, their eyes met.

“You are truly beautiful, no wonder he fell for you,” the man murmured softly.