Chapter 307: Beauty Trap

After Chen Mo led people away, Mr. and Mrs. Wang Baiwan stared at each other.

What did he say? His office is right in this building.

Although this office building belongs to them, they can't use much of it; many floors have been rented out.

Which companies the vacant floors are rented to is a matter for the subordinates.

As the boss, he won't bother with these trivial matters.

"Go check which floor their office is on, and just who is this Chen Mo?"

"I'm going now!"

As soon as Tang Zhudi finished speaking, Cheng Wenjing behind her responded and immediately walked out.

Chen Mo showed up, the offer was also sent to them, and then checking some of his information became much easier.

That evening, Cheng Wenjing had figured out some basic information about Chen Mo.

After all, Chen Mo had been featured in magazines and TV interviews in Meiliguo, so looking up some surface information wasn't hard.

After learning about Chen Mo's information, Tang Zhudi and Wang Baiwan's faces were full of worry.

Our hard power simply can't compare!

With so many listed real estate companies in Gangdao, why did Chen Mo single them out?

In response, Chen Mo also said he was innocent—who let you have such high cost‑performance?

That evening, Wang Baiwan and Tang Zhudi returned home with solemn expressions.

"Sir, madam, what would you like to eat for dinner?" Seeing their expressions were off, the servant spoke cautiously.

Wang Baiwan said nothing and went straight to sit on the sofa.

Tang Zhudi hung her bag on the wall and casually said, "I have no appetite; just make something quick!"

The two finished dinner in silence, then returned to the living room and smoked cigarette after cigarette.

The remaining servants, being perceptive, went back to their quarters to avoid getting burned.

"Why don't we sell our shares?" Wang Baiwan's voice was a little hoarse.

Although he didn't want to give up his company, he now had no other choice.

"No way!" Tang Zhudi slammed her palm hard on the nearby sofa armrest, a flash of ruthlessness in her eyes.

"That's something we built with blood, sweat, and tears—it's our heart and soul—I will absolutely not hand it over to an outsider.

Even if he has money, what can he do? As long as we don't sell, I don't believe he can forcibly take it. Even if we lose the chairman position, we remain shareholders of the company.

At worst, we'll perish together with him.

When a woman gets ruthless, she can be far more ruthless than a man.

Tang Zhudi made up her mind and would never give up her shares.

Although their shareholdings are now smaller than Chen Mo's, as long as they remain shareholders they have the ability to trip him up.

A lose‑lose situation isn't something only Chen Mo can do; she can also go all‑in.

By then, although she would suffer a significant loss, Chen Mo, who holds more shares, would definitely lose even more.

It just comes down to who can bear the loss better.

As for the claim that Chen Mo would keep injecting capital to dilute their shares, given Prosperous Real Estate's current market value and their shareholding ratio, she didn't think Chen Mo would be willing to put up that much money.

"Sigh!" Wang Baiwan let out a long breath, essentially acquiescing to Tang Zhudi's approach.

After all, he also didn't want to simply hand over the shares so easily.

Over the next three days, most of Prosperous Real Estate's shareholders successively sold their shares to Chen Mo.

And on the United Exchange, because Chen Taotao was making large‑scale purchases, although his actions were relatively covert, the trading volume was visibly decreasing.

Therefore, even though Chen Taotao's left‑hand‑right‑hand tricks created many false trades, Prosperous Real Estate's share price still inevitably rose sharply.

However, as long as Chen Mo gives the order, Chen Taotao can at any time initiate delisting proceedings.

By then, the level of the share price will have little impact on Chen Mo.

"Mo Ge, that woman is here again." Li Li sat in Chen Mo's arms and said coquettishly.

"It's been three days, right?"

"Hmm, she's come every night for the past three days to drink—do you have any designs on her, Mo Ge?"

Chen Mo raised his eyebrows: "You're overthinking it!"

Chen Mo was referring to Cheng Wenjing, that assistant of Tang Zhudi's.

Starting three days ago, Cheng Wenjing has come to Chen Mo's bar every night to drink.

Chen Mo noticed her from the very first night she came, though he just ignored her.

After all, she's no ordinary woman.

On the surface she's just an assistant to Tang Zhudi, but in reality she's Tang Zhudi's simp.

Never mind that Tang Zhudi's relationship with Wang Baiwan hasn't broken yet; even if their marital feelings fell apart and her orientation changed, she'd fall for He Min, not her.

Later, for Tang Zhudi's sake she first killed Wang Baiwan, then killed Lin Dayue, yet still failed to win Tang Zhudi's affection.

All that can be said is that a simp comes to no good end.

Chen Mo didn't think Cheng Wenjing was just there to drink.

Therefore, on the night Cheng Wenjing first came, Chen Mo had people keep an eye on her.

But Chen Mo didn't take her too seriously, after all Cheng Wenjing ultimately has no combat ability.

The only thing she can really bring to the table is the beauty trap.

As for that, Chen Mo had long been prepared.

Checking the time, it was pretty late, so Chen Mo left his office.

Going downstairs, after telling the underlings below to watch the place, Chen Mo then prepared to leave.

Just as he turned, a woman reeking of alcohol staggered up to Chen Mo, unsteady on her feet and about to fall into him.

It was Cheng Wenjing.

Chen Mo was sharp-eyed and swift-handed; he grabbed her and, taking the chance, put his arm around Cheng Wenjing's arm.

"Pretty lady, are you alright?"

"I'm fine, thank you, Mr. Chen." Cheng Wenjing's face flushed slightly; she didn't know whether it was from drinking too much or from being embraced by Chen Mo.

"Do you know me?" Chen Mo feigned ignorance.

"Of course I do. I work as an assistant at Prosperous Real Estate; Mr. Chen visited our company a few days ago."

"Maybe Mr. Chen will even become my boss someday!"

Cheng Wenjing slightly tilted her head, gazing into Chen Mo's eyes, exhaling like orchids, her gaze a little hazy.

Whether from drink or just the heat, Cheng Wenjing held her coat in her hand, her shirt unbuttoned two buttons, revealing black lace that peeked out, making her skin look especially white.

Chen Mo lowered his head a little, and immediately felt like raising it.

"You've had quite a drink; will it be dangerous for you to go home alone tonight? Considering you might become my employee someday, should I give you a ride home?"

"Sure, I'm feeling a bit dizzy." Cheng Wenjing replied shyly, her voice low.

Looking at Cheng Wenjing's bashful yet charming demeanor, Chen Mo only wanted to say: Her acting is superb; it's a shame she's not an actress.

He pulled out his car keys from his pocket and tossed them to the lackey beside him: "Take my car to the entrance; I'll drive this beautiful lady home later."

"All right, Mo Ge!" the lackey took the keys with a fawning grin and ran off laughing wickedly.

We can't mess up the boss's good thing.