This time, Yuko Ono was no different. Completely disregarding the fact that Wang Feng, Wang Guohui's son, was sitting on the opposite sofa, she ran over and snuggled into Wang Guohui's arms, wearing an extremely sexy nightgown. Her round, snow-white buttocks, partially concealed by the transparent gauze, swayed back and forth in front of Wang Feng. As for the bright red thong she was wearing... from Wang Feng's angle, of course, he couldn't see it. If he wanted to see it... he would probably have to use his hands to part Yuko Ono's sexy buttocks to find where that red band was...
Yuko Ono has a knack for dealing with Wang Guohui. Every time she uses this trick of rubbing, teasing, and kneading in his arms, Wang Guohui immediately becomes aroused, and even if they have just done it once, he can still get hard again.
However, this time it was clearly not working. Ono Yuko sat on Wang Guohui's lap with her sexy buttocks and rubbed against him for a long time. When she reached down to scoop it up, what she touched was still like an earthworm, soft and thin.
This startled Ono Yuko. She thought, "This old guy was full of energy last night, how come he's so weak now? Could I have completely drained him so quickly? Oh dear... but I haven't even planned my next move yet! How can this be... this old guy can't be that useless, can he?"
"Get lost—" Wang Guohui felt furious whenever he saw Ono Yuko. With worries about the company, he couldn't possibly get an erection under Ono Yuko's provocation.
"It was all your bad idea, you bitch! How am I supposed to clean this up now?" Wang Guohui slapped Ono Yuko across the face, making her stagger and jump out of his arms before falling into Wang Feng's arms on the opposite sofa.
Wang Feng had long coveted Ono Yuko's beauty, and had even flirted with this stepmother more than once when his father was away. However, for some reason, despite Ono Yuko's promiscuous nature and her past affair with her brother-in-law, she refused to let Wang Feng have any of the pleasure.
When he saw Ono Yuko get slapped by her father, he quickly opened his arms and pulled the beauty into his embrace. He even deliberately put his hands on Ono Yuko's round buttocks, and even dug a finger deep into Ono Yuko's buttocks through the outer layer of light gauze. The feeling was so good that he almost ran away.
"Oh dear... Dad, look... what are you doing? Let's talk this out... let's talk this out..." In front of his father, Wang Feng, though lustful, dared not go too far. He quickly pretended to be flustered as he caught Ono Yuko, taking the opportunity to grope her body before helping her sit down on the sofa next to him.
"Can we talk this out? What's the point of talking?" Seeing his spendthrift son groping his wife, Wang Guohui wasn't blind. He could easily see that his son was taking advantage of his stepmother. However, he couldn't say anything about it, which only made Wang Guohui's face even angrier and more ferocious.
"Back then, it was all because of the two of you... When Xuewei disappeared for more than two years and did not return, you became greedy and insisted that I cancel my daughter's household registration and take back the 9% of shares she held. But in the end, I only got back 4.5% of the 9%, and the other 4.5% ended up in the name of that kid Zhou Ziwei."
Hmph... If Zhou Ziwei hadn't come back, that would have been fine, but now... now both of them have returned to Dangyang unharmed, and Zhou Ziwei has become the rightful largest shareholder of Xinda Daily Chemicals, holding more than 50% of the shares... He... he's going to convene a board meeting of Xinda Daily Chemicals tomorrow, and what good could come of it at this time? He's clearly trying to seize power!
"Sigh... It was both of you who egged me on. Otherwise, if I hadn't cancelled Xuewei's household registration, given her personality, she definitely wouldn't have let that Zhou Ziwei act recklessly. But now that we've already done that, I'm afraid Xuewei won't care about our family ties anymore. What... what should we do?"
"This...no way!" Wang Feng said somewhat guiltily, "My little sister is always the easiest to talk to. How about...I call her and sound her out first? At most, we can return the dividends from these three years to them, as long as they don't try to take over the management of the company."
"I see..." Wang Guohui was waiting for his son to say this. He couldn't bring himself to talk to his daughter about it, so he had no choice but to let Wang Feng take the lead.
"Hmm...that's fine too. You can have a good talk with Xuewei. Since she's back alive, then...the 4.5% of shares that originally belonged to her can still be returned to her. However...the 4.5% of shares that were transferred to Zhou Ziwei's name must also be transferred back to her name. And according to the old rules, Zhou Ziwei still only has the right to share in the profits, but not the right to interfere with the company's management. Hmm...please put it tactfully, try not to make your sister feel offended. Also...it's not good to talk about this on the phone. You'd better call her home and say...say that we all miss her..." When Wang Guohui said the last sentence, his old face, though weathered by time, couldn't help but blush slightly.
Wang Feng nodded, took out his phone, and first dialed Wang Xuewei's original phone number. After finding that the number was still out of service, he had to search for the number for a long time before finally calling the Zhou family compound.
This time, they did manage to find Wang Xuewei, who had just returned to the Zhou family compound to rest. However, Wang Xuewei didn't give Wang Feng any chance to speak at all. As soon as she heard Wang Feng's voice, she coldly said, "I'm sorry, I'm very tired right now and need to rest. Let's talk about it tomorrow!" Then she slammed down the phone.
"That girl is really ruthless!" Wang Feng had just turned on the speakerphone, so Wang Guohui, who was sitting opposite him, heard everything clearly. Without a doubt, from Wang Xuewei's attitude, it was impossible to control Zhou Ziwei through her.
"How about I come up with a solution?" Ono Yuko, covering her swollen cheek, glanced disdainfully at Wang Guohui and said, "As you know, I have a slight family relationship with Mr. Mita Jiro, the president of Mita Corporation's China division. I can ask my cousin to put some pressure on the Zhou Group. Although the Zhou Group's business is quite successful domestically,... their overseas sales are still handled by Mita Corporation. I'm sure they'll have to give my cousin face."
No matter how arrogant Zhou Ziwei is, he wouldn't dare to go against the Mita family. I think as long as my cousin says a word, this matter will definitely be settled... However... my cousin isn't so easy to persuade. Perhaps we'll have to give him the 4.5% of shares you've already acquired... If you agree, then I'll talk to my cousin about it."
Wang Guohui and Wang Feng exchanged glances upon hearing this, and then could only nod helplessly.
Yuko Ono was originally introduced to Wang Guohui by Jiro Mita, so it wasn't surprising that Yuko Ono could get Jiro Mita and his son to agree to her request. However... according to Wang Feng's secret investigation, Yuko Ono wasn't a relative of Jiro Mita at all, but simply a mistress he had used for a while.
Although Wang Guohui and his son had a superficial relationship with Masao Mita, the head of the Mita family, Wang Guohui didn't dare to directly ask that man for help. While it would be far more effective for Mita to pressure Zhou Ziwei directly, Mita was no ordinary person; he wouldn't easily stand up for Wang Guohui. Even if Mita were willing to help, the benefits he demanded would certainly not be something that could be satisfied with a mere 4.5% of the shares.
"Jiro-kun... It's Yuko. We haven't seen each other for so many days. Have you missed me?"
After dialing the number, Yuko Ono immediately started acting coquettishly with her ex-lover. Although neither Wang Guohui nor his son could understand Japanese, they could tell from Yuko Ono's sweet tone and wanton expression that the conversation between the two on the phone definitely didn't involve any family affection; it would be more like an affair.
Wang Guohui sighed helplessly, reaching out to touch his half-bald head, feeling as if he were wearing an invisible hat on his head.
Yuko Ono had been chatting with her "cousin" on the phone for quite a while before finally getting down to business. But before they could even finish a couple of sentences, Wang Guohui and his son heard a harsh reprimand coming from Yuko Ono's phone. Yuko Ono's face, which had just been full of sweet smiles, immediately froze.
Wang Guohui and his son also looked very grim. It was obvious without asking that Ono Yuko's plan was probably doomed.
Sure enough... a moment later, Ono Yuko sat down next to Wang Feng with a blank look in her eyes, as if her father had died, without even glancing at her phone that had fallen to the ground.
"What's wrong? What happened!" Wang Feng hurriedly pushed Ono Yuko's shoulder and asked. Of course... while pushing her shoulder, his hand "accidentally" slipped a little and directly pushed onto the very prominent mound of tender flesh on Ono Yuko's chest.
Yuko Ono was completely oblivious to Wang Feng's groping, and just said blankly, "My cousin said... that he can't afford to mess with Zhou Ziwei at all, and he even scolded me, saying that asking him for this was like sending him to his death... I asked him what was so great about Zhou Ziwei... but he didn't say, he just told me to turn on my computer, open any news webpage and I'd know..."
Without saying a word, Wang Feng immediately opened his laptop, randomly selected a news webpage from the website directory, and immediately saw a clear, large photo appear on the homepage.
The photo shows a man dressed in island Japanese style kneeling in front of a Chinese man, holding a Japanese sword and mutilating himself with the sword. And aren't the two people in the photo Masao Mita and Zhou Ziwei?
"This... Chief Mita actually... actually knelt in front of Zhou Ziwei and slashed himself with a knife, this..." Wang Feng was completely terrified.
Wang Guohui hurriedly ran around in a circle and squeezed together with Wang Feng and Ono Yuko in front of the laptop. They quickly and carefully read the picture news consisting of a set of pictures. Afterwards, all three of them turned pale.
Unexpectedly, Zhou Ziwei has such a domineering side. Even the underground emperor of the island nation can only kneel and beg for mercy when he sees him. It's laughable that they previously wanted to ask a lowly henchman under Mita Masao to threaten Zhou Ziwei. No wonder Ono Yuko was scolded by Mita Jiro.
Wang Guohui slumped helplessly to the floor, let out a long sigh, and said, "It's over. Our Wang family is completely finished this time... I never thought we would misjudge her. Xue Wei... what kind of monster did she marry... that even the San Tian clan chief... how could I not have seen that Zhou Ziwei was such a powerful figure back then..."
"I see."
Yuko Ono suddenly stood up, her expression somewhat excited, and said, "This Zhou Ziwei... I guess he's definitely not an ordinary person, but rather a reclusive martial artist. Otherwise, given Masao Mita's status, position, and wealth, even a head of state wouldn't be able to make him kneel down, unless Zhou Ziwei is a powerful martial artist. And in front of a true martial artist, worldly power and wealth are nothing but fleeting clouds. If we want to deal with a martial artist... we can only ask for another, even more powerful martial artist!"
Volume 2: The Assassin's Nightmare, Chapter 449: The Silver Butterfly
Wang Guohui and his son were both confused by what Ono Yuko said, and for a moment they couldn't understand what she meant.
What is a martial artist? Does it refer to someone who has practiced martial arts? I've never heard of Zhou Ziwei practicing martial arts before... Wang Feng even remembered that when Wang Xuewei and Zhou Ziwei got married, someone challenged Zhou Ziwei to an arm-wrestling match, which made Zhou Ziwei look very bad... With his small frame, how does he look like someone who has practiced martial arts?
Even if Zhou Ziwei had some experience with gambling, it's unlikely he could have scared the head of the Mita family, who controlled most of the island nation and was known as the "Underground Emperor of the Island," to that extent. Surely Mita Masao wouldn't lack bodyguards? He's got plenty of money; he could hire any kind of bodyguard he wanted…
Yuko Ono didn't offer them any explanation. She knew that even if she did, she wouldn't be able to explain it clearly, so she might as well just show them...
With a "whoosh," Ono Yuko reached out and took off the hair clip that was pinning her head, and her long, black hair immediately cascaded down, covering half of her beautiful face.
The hair clip had a rather peculiar design. It was a long clip inlaid with three silver butterfly ornaments. Each silver butterfly was only slightly larger than a beer bottle cap. The three butterflies were lifelike and connected end to end, making them extremely dazzling.
With a soft "hum," Yuko Ono pressed something on the hair clip, and the first silver butterfly in line immediately detached from the hair clip and sprang up.
Yuko Ono extended her left hand, deftly tucking the silver butterfly between two fingers, then turned back to look at Wang Guohui and his son with a proud expression, saying, "I know you don't quite understand the meaning of a martial artist, so let me show you the martial style of our Yamato people!"
After saying that, Yuko Ono waved her hand, and the small silver butterfly immediately seemed to come alive, suddenly flapping its wings and flying up.
Wang Guohui and his son were completely stunned, especially Wang Guohui, who had noticed the strange hair clip on the woman's head from the very first day he married Ono Yuko.
Furthermore, no matter what Ono Yuko did, except when washing her hair, she never took off that hair clip. Every day, she saw that strange butterfly hair clip dangling in front of her. Wang Guohui was absolutely certain that it couldn't possibly be a living creature. But… if it wasn't alive, how could it fly? Could it be… that silver butterfly was a remote-controlled gadget? But… he hadn't seen Ono Yuko holding a remote control…
The silver butterfly flew faster and faster, first circling above the three people's heads a few times, and then, with a clear shout from Ono Yuko, it suddenly transformed into a silver streak of light, striking a chandelier on the ceiling of the hall like lightning.
With a series of crisp sounds, the huge, magnificent chandelier was shattered into pieces by a small silver butterfly. When Wang Guohui and his son came to their senses and looked for the silver butterfly, they found that it had somehow flown back to the hair clip in Ono Yuko's hand and was then gently put on her head again.
However, if someone were to observe carefully at this moment, they would see that a fine layer of sweat had seeped out on Yuko Ono's very sexy little nose, and the rise and fall of Yuko Ono's sexy breasts was also significantly greater than before.
Wang Guohui and his son naturally didn't notice these details. They were so shocked by what they had just witnessed that their hearts were pounding like drums. They glanced at each other and then felt their bodies go limp, involuntarily collapsing onto the sofa.
Although Wang Guohui and his son still couldn't understand how the silver butterfly, which was clearly made of metal, could fly around like a living thing, they knew that it couldn't possibly be an electronic product controlled by a remote. If ordinary electronic products had such powerful destructive capabilities, the world would have been in chaos long ago.
This Ono Yuko could never be just an ordinary Category III star or AV actress. No minor star has such amazing skills, and her skills are beyond description.
Wang Guohui thought about how he had played a little sadistic game with this woman more than once when they were in bed together, and how he had just slapped her across the face. He felt a chill run down his spine.
This woman... is clearly no ordinary person, so why did she marry this old geezer, and... why did she humble herself so much? How could she not have ulterior motives for such forbearance?
Wang Guohui suddenly felt extremely regretful. How could he have been so blinded by lust and allowed himself to be seduced by this woman twice, unable to extricate himself, and actually disregarding the objections of his son and daughter, to marry this third-rate actress who was rumored to have been an AV actress.
Now that I think about it... it seems that the Wang family's misfortune started when this woman came to the Wang family. If he hadn't married this woman back then, would none of this have happened?
There's no medicine for regret in this world. No matter how much Wang Guohui regrets it, he can't turn back time, bring his eldest daughter back to life, or make his youngest daughter stop being a stranger to him.
Moreover… Wang Guohui knew that now that this woman, who had been holding back all along, had revealed her true abilities, she would no longer allow him to utter any objections. Whatever she wanted to do, he could only obey, otherwise… Wang Guohui knew that the result would be quite tragic.
"Alright! Tell me... what kind of reward do you want me to give you in order to help the Wang family resolve this crisis?" After thinking for a moment, Wang Guohui decided to get straight to the point and talk to Ono Yuko.
"Darling, you're such a smart man!" Ono Yuko smiled charmingly, then sat back on the sofa, looking at the two humble men in front of her, and said, "Then I won't beat around the bush with you. Actually, the reason I married you is because I wanted to find something in your Wang family... It's just a pity that I've been in your Wang family for over a year, but I still haven't found where that thing is. So... I hope you can cooperate with me and hand it over to me, and in return, I will help your Wang family keep Shinda Chemicals, how about it?"
"What is that thing you're talking about? It must be a very valuable treasure, right? How many euros is it worth?" Wang Feng was a snobbish person who was used to measuring the value of everything in terms of money. So when he heard Ono Yuko say that he could exchange that thing for Ono Yuko's protection, he immediately thought of calculating the gains and losses. If that thing was really a priceless treasure, even more valuable than the entire Xinda Daily Chemicals, then he would never let his father exchange it with Ono Yuko.
"You could say it's very valuable, or you could say it's worthless..." Ono Yuko curled her lip in disdain and said, "At least... in the hands of you commoners, that thing is just an ordinary ornament. I guarantee that if you were to take that thing out to sell, you could only get enough for one meal at Zuixianlou for your young master Wang."
“An ornament? What exactly is that? If our Wang family really has that item, I, Wang Guohui, will certainly not hesitate to give it to you.”
Wang Guohui was a bit more shrewd than his son. He knew that since Ono Yuko had brought this up so openly today, she was determined to get what she wanted. If they didn't get what she wanted, neither he nor his son would be able to leave this villa alive.
Regardless of whether the item is a priceless treasure or not, you still need to be alive to use it. The saying "people die for wealth and birds die for life" makes sense, but if you know it will lead to death and still fight for it... then losing your life for a treasure is absolutely stupid.
Wang Guohui was able to build Xinda Daily Chemicals from scratch, so he certainly couldn't be an ignorant fool like his son Wang Feng, whose IQ had no limits. At this moment, he didn't hesitate at all.
What he feared most wasn't how valuable the item was, nor whether Ono Yuko would change her mind and refuse to do his bidding after taking it. What he feared most was that the item Ono Yuko had painstakingly searched for wasn't even in his house. If that happened... heaven knows what crazy things this woman might do in her disappointment after wasting so much effort and flattering him, a middle-aged man, for so long.
"Darling, you're so straightforward. I love you so much! If I had known you were this easy to talk to, I wouldn't have had to hide it from you for so long."
Yuko Ono smiled charmingly, her pretty face blooming like a flower. She gently beckoned Wang Guohui to come to her. Then she opened her phone and quickly pulled up a picture. The picture was an oil painting of a woman's half-length portrait on canvas. The woman looked extremely young and beautiful, with a gentle and peaceful expression. She looked like a virtuous wife and loving mother.
Yuko Ono used her phone's unique image processor to zoom in on the picture, finally focusing on the neck of the woman in the portrait, where a strange little pendant carved from black stone was clearly visible.
"This painting was commissioned by your ex-wife when she was studying in Japan. I think you should be familiar with it, right? Hmm... what I'm looking for is this pendant. I'm sure you won't disappoint me, will you? If you can find this ornament and give it to me, then... I can even make your daughter and son-in-law's entire family disappear overnight. At that time... Xinda Daily Chemicals will naturally be your and your son's domain. No one will be able to take away the company you've worked so hard to build. I might even... help you get some shares of the Zhou Group transferred to your names. How about it... Darling, am I good to you?"
After speaking, Ono Yuko stared intently at Wang Guohui with her large, watery eyes, paying particular attention to his eyes to see how he would react.
When Wang Guohui saw the oil painting, he clearly showed a hint of excitement, probably because he was thinking of his deceased wife. Later, after Ono Yuko magnified the stone pendant, a look of reminiscence and confusion appeared in Wang Guohui's eyes. He obviously had some impression of the pendant, but couldn't quite remember it.
Yuko Ono's expression was slightly gloomy. She was also worried that the ornament was no longer with the Wang family. If that were the case, all her hard work over the past year would have been in vain.
What she feared most was that she would have no way to explain herself to the adults, and failure of the mission would be an absolutely terrifying thing for her.
She didn't even have the courage to face the punishment for failing the mission. If that happened... it seemed she could only commit seppuku here. Of course... before committing seppuku, she would do everything in her power to kill every living person she could.
"Oh, so that's what it is, haha... I remember now."
Wang Guohui stared at the black stone ornament, deep in thought for a long time, then suddenly shouted excitedly, banged his head hard, and looked extremely happy.
Wang Feng looked up at his father, somewhat puzzled, and muttered under his breath, "It's just a broken stone, huh... at most it's just a piece of jade. If we sell it, how much could we possibly get back for a meal at Zuixianlou? It probably wouldn't even be enough to buy a meal at a street food stall."
Yuko Ono ignored Wang Feng and stared intently into Wang Guohui's eyes, asking, "So you've remembered this thing? Then... where is it? Why haven't I found it in your Wang family after searching for over a year?"
Wang Guohui laughed and said, "Of course you can't find it, because this thing belonged to my deceased wife, so I put it away..."
Wang Guohui abruptly stopped speaking, then looked up at Ono Yuko, frowned slightly, and said, "I can't tell you where this thing is right now. You should help me resolve tomorrow's matters first! I can assure you that if you can truly help me, no matter how valuable the treasure is, I, Wang Guohui, will offer it to you with both hands, without breaking my word. However... if you can't help me, and our Wang family is driven out of Xinda Daily Chemicals... then I'm sorry, I might have to rely on this treasure to make a comeback..."
Ono Yuko's brows furrowed instantly, her fawning smile vanished completely, and she snorted coldly, saying, "Wang Guohui, I can trust you this once and help you resolve tomorrow's matter. However... I hope you'll hand over that item first. Once I'm certain that what you produce is indeed what I'm looking for... then I can fulfill any request you have. But... if you're lying to me, then... I guess you should know the consequences of your actions, right? Even if you protect Xinda Daily Chemicals, even if you acquire the entire Zhou Group, even if you become the world's richest person... but... if you anger the person behind me, then... he will definitely make you regret being born."
Wang Guohui felt a chill run down his spine upon hearing this, but his expression remained largely unchanged. He stubbornly insisted, "Don't worry, I know you won't give up until you get this. If I didn't have it, would I dare ask you for help? Wouldn't that be suicide?"
Yuko Ono didn't speak, but stared intently into Wang Guohui's eyes. After a long while, she finally nodded slightly and said, "Alright! Deal. I hope you haven't lied to me, otherwise... I can definitely make you wish you were dead..."
Wang Guohui nodded calmly and said, "Of course, why would I lie to you? Hmm... So you've agreed to help us deal with Zhou Ziwei tomorrow? But... this kid is quite influential now. Although you're very capable, and you're willing to help, if we kill him in the company... wouldn't that cause us a lot of trouble?"
Yuko Ono glanced at Wang Guohui with disdain and said, "Do you think I can beat Zhou Ziwei with just these skills?"
"What? Wasn't it you who dealt with him?" Wang Guohui asked, his face full of surprise.
In his eyes, Ono Yuko's technique of manipulating the silver butterfly was simply divine. Killing someone with this thing would be a piece of cake, far more powerful than using a gun. Yet, judging from Ono Yuko's words, it seemed as if even she wasn't confident in dealing with Zhou Ziwei.
Could it be that Zhou Ziwei, this so-called "martial artist," is actually more powerful than Ono Yuko?
Yuko Ono hummed softly, "Do you think it's that simple for the head of the Mita family to submit to him? Mita Masao has no shortage of experts under his command. If I'm not mistaken, there should be at least one or two experts at my level! Since Mita Masao doesn't intend to use such experts to deal with Zhou Ziwei, it proves that... a martial artist of my level is simply no match for Zhou Ziwei. So... I can only ask for help from Japan. Don't worry... my senior brother will definitely arrive here by tomorrow morning at the latest. He won't delay your business."
Upon hearing this, Wang Guohui's expression went blank again. After a long while, he murmured, "I never expected... Zhou Ziwei is such an amazing person... How could I have such a son-in-law!"