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Chapter 141 The Price of Crossing the Line

Late at night, Jinling Zijinshan Manor.

The huge, luxurious villa was deathly silent, except for faint screams and sobs coming from behind the heavy, soundproof oak door of the master bedroom.

Zhang Xinyu stood outside the master bedroom door, listening to the sounds inside, and shook her head helplessly.

"They're really courting death."

Zhang Xinyu sighed inwardly.

The woman inside is none other than Yang Mi, the "Weibo Queen," who rushed over from the film set overnight.

As Li Feng's closest and most trusted secretary, Zhang Xinyu naturally knew what had happened tonight.

After receiving the death order to play a supporting role to the newcomer Jing Tian, ​​Yang Mi was naturally extremely unwilling.

But she didn't dare to disobey orders directly, so she cleverly resorted to the trick of "pillow talk".

She thought that she had made a lot of money for Haofeng over the past year, and with the halo of being the top female boss, she must have some special weight in the boss's heart.

So, during their time in bed, Yang Mi, relying on her charm, half-whining and half-feeling wronged, secretly complained a few times, trying to get Li Feng to retract his decision, or at least give her a more respectable script.

Unfortunately, she misjudged her position in Li Feng's eyes.

In the face of Li Feng, this capitalist tyrant, pawns are just pawns, and playthings are just playthings.

A boss can casually shower you with tens of millions of resources and elevate you to a pedestal, but he absolutely cannot tolerate even the slightest doubt from you about his decisions!

Hearing the increasingly piercing cries from inside, Zhang Xinyu frowned slightly.

She knew her boss's temper best; once he got really angry because someone crossed the line, the punishment would be absolutely devastating.

Although Yang Mi brought this upon herself, she is still Haofeng Film and Television's most profitable cash cow, and she will be joining a film crew and doing promotional appearances in a few days.

If something really goes wrong in the manor, it will be difficult to handle the situation.

"We can't let the boss continue to punish us like this."

Zhang Xinyu mustered her courage and gently pushed open the half-closed door to the master bedroom.

The air pressure in the luxurious bedroom was so low it felt like ice could freeze.

On the huge European-style round bed, the floor was covered with shredded lace fabric.

Yang Mi was currently humiliated, trembling and slumped on the carpet.

That once stunningly beautiful face was now streaked with tears, and even her breathing was trembling.

Li Feng, on the other hand, sat expressionlessly on the edge of the bed, holding a belt in his hand, his eyes showing no pity whatsoever.

Hearing the door open, Li Feng stopped what he was doing.

He slowly turned his head, his eyes, as deep as an abyss, coldly locking onto Zhang Xinyu, who was standing at the door.

Not a word.

But that overwhelming pressure, like Mount Tai pressing down, quickly enveloped Zhang Xinyu's entire body!

The meaning in his eyes couldn't be clearer: if you don't give me an explanation for daring to barge in today, you can go over there and lie on the ground with her.

Zhang Xinyu's heart clenched.

But as the woman who has been with Li Feng the longest, her mental fortitude far surpasses that of ordinary people.

She didn't look at Yang Mi, who was lying on the ground in a disheveled state. Instead, she put on an anxious expression, quickly walked to Li Feng, and bowed slightly to report to her superior:

"Boss, I'm so sorry to bother you."

"It's a barrage of calls from Lao Chen in the company's game department."

Zhang Xinyu spoke very quickly, offering a bargaining chip that was enough to divert Li Feng's attention:

"The final version of the open beta for the Chinese server of League of Legends has been finalized! It seems Tencent has gotten wind of this, as their competitor, Heroes of Might and Magic, along with several other PC games, suddenly launched a massive traffic subsidy campaign tonight, aiming to intercept traffic across the entire network before our launch!"

"Old Chen said that the people below him dare not make decisions on the key promotional events for the launch of the Chinese server and the details of cross-platform data integration. He hopes that you can personally go to the company to oversee and direct the process."

Hearing that the Chinese server of "League of Legends" is about to launch its first version, and Tencent's actions to block the flow of traffic.

The sinister intent and anger in Li Feng's eyes receded as quickly as the tide.

For an ambitious person, the thrill of conquering the market always outweighs the desire to tame women.

"The penguins reacted quite quickly."

Li Feng snorted and threw the belt on the ground.

Zhang Xinyu immediately took out a brand-new haute couture suit from the dressing room and quickly helped him put it on.

After straightening his cuffs, Li Feng glanced down at Yang Mi, who was kneeling on the carpet.

"You're lucky today."

"Remember your place. If you dare to play those clever tricks on me again, next time, it won't be such a simple lesson."

Yang Mi trembled and nodded frantically, "I...I know I was wrong...Boss, I'll never do it again..."

Li Feng ignored her and turned to walk out of the bedroom.

He stopped at the door and turned to look at Zhang Xinyu:

"You don't need to go to the company tonight. Stay here and watch over her."

"Make her kneel here! Kneel until I come back tomorrow morning!"

"If I find out she dares to slack off even for a minute, Zhang Xinyu, you and she will both be kneeling tomorrow!"

Zhang Xinyu's heart skipped a beat, and she immediately lowered her head respectfully: "Yes! Boss, don't worry, I will keep an eye on her for a second."

As the door slammed shut, Li Feng's footsteps gradually faded at the end of the corridor.

The suffocating oppressive feeling in the master bedroom only dissipated slightly when the sound of the Rolls-Royce starting up and driving out of the manor downstairs was heard.

Zhang Xinyu let out a long sigh of relief before turning around to look at Yang Mi, who was trembling.

Seeing this "Weibo Queen" with tens of millions of followers kneeling before him like a stray dog.

A mocking smile curled at the corners of Zhang Xinyu's mouth.

"Sister Honey, why are you doing this to yourself?"

Zhang Xinyu walked to the single sofa next to her and sat down, elegantly crossing her legs.

"Honey, you know how temperamental the boss is, why bother?"

"Do you really think that winning a few trophies and making some money for the company gives you influence in front of the boss?"

Zhang Xinyu's tone revealed a cold, sober understanding: "In the boss's eyes, all of us women, whether it's you, Liu Yifei, or the others..."

"Essentially, it's no different from the vase in this room."

"The only difference is which one is more obedient and which one is easier to use."

Yang Mi knelt on the carpet, humiliation, regret, and fear gnawing at her heart like venomous snakes.

She knew Zhang Xinyu was right.

I got too cocky and actually dared to challenge that man's authority.

Today's painful lesson shattered her last shred of unrealistic illusions.

"I...I really know I was wrong..." Yang Mi lowered her proud head, tears silently streaming down her face, her voice filled with nothing but the most humble obedience.

"It's good that you know you were wrong. Kneel down and get through tonight. Tomorrow you'll still be that glamorous top star."

Zhang Xinyu showed no sympathy whatsoever, only staring coldly at the clock on the wall.

In this gilded cage called the Haofeng Empire, only those who follow the rules can live long.