Chapter 82: Wang Hao's Tragic Road

  When Wang Hao came to, he only felt a wave of dizziness. After struggling to calm down for a few minutes, he knew he was in a moving vehicle, probably a delivery truck, and the road conditions were very poor, not like those around Ningbo.

  His heart skipped a beat, and Wang Hao wanted to stand up, but intense pain came from all over his body. He hadn't even stood up yet when he fell back down again. The cold train car was filled with a strong smell of blood.

  King Hao wanted to shout but found his throat extremely painful, dry and cracked as if it had been damaged by something. He panicked, unable to speak, many plans could not be implemented, thinking of this he started hitting the carriage non-stop, trying to attract people's attention.

  Who would have thought that the loud crashing sound was completely ignored, as if it had never been heard at all. The car continued to move forward, and the bumpy road made Wang Hao suffer greatly. His body was already sore and aching, and now the pain was unbearable, so much so that he gradually forgot to continue banging on the car trunk.

  In a daze, Wang Hao fainted several times. After struggling in vain, years of pampering had reduced his willpower to an all-time low. It wasn't until the car stopped and the rear door creaked open that a burst of dazzling sunlight poured in, rousing Wang Hao from his stupor with a groan.

  "That's it, love or not."

  "Go, go, go, just be a man." A hoarse voice with a heavy accent sounded, and then Wang Hao felt himself being thrown off the car. He covered his eyes with his hands, only to see the yellow earth below him.

  "Ugh, it's a bit of a mess, but I'll have to keep you for now. You guys are not very good, I'm going to deduct money." The hoarse voice sounded again, and Wang Hao felt like his body had been pinched from top to bottom by rough hands.

  "Alright alright, I brought you a few nice DVDs."

  "Oh, okay, okay!"

  A dilapidated thatched cottage, Wang Hao was tied to a broken bed in the shape of a big character, a dry and dark middle-aged man and a plump woman with equally dark skin were curiously looking at him. The woman was eager to try, the thin old man slapped her hard: "What's the hurry, this kid is now covered in injuries, what can he do?"

  Wang Hao cried, he wanted to die, he hated, he was afraid.

  Beaten by a thin old man with a tobacco pipe, stared at by a black fat woman with a sly look, and occasionally having his pants unbuttoned...

  This is a primitive society, where the food, drink and living conditions are still stuck in Wang Hao's childhood memories of a poor mountain village. He was actually sold to this remote mountain village as a "kind male", according to the thin old man, all the wives here were bought from outside, he couldn't have children but wanted one, so he bought a male.

  At that time, Wang Hao vomited. His eyes, as dead as stillness, stared at the top of the grass shed. The bedding under him, emitting a damp air, could no longer disgust him. The smell of dry smoke in the house could no longer irritate him. That black and fat woman, her bloody big mouth, those yellow teeth, the strong onion flavor of her bad breath, those huge breasts that hung down and made people feel not even a bit of desire...

  Everything makes Wang Hao feel disgusted, desperate, hateful and fearful. For the first time in his life, he tells himself: You're not a man, you shouldn't have desires, you absolutely can't get hard down there!

  He warned himself and did so, for three consecutive days the black fat woman only harassed him without much actual action, every day once rough hands came to massage his stiff limbs, making him sick, but he endured it for his body.

  An old 21-inch color TV, a CD player that was probably only worth a few hundred yuan, the thin old man took out a disc from the wrapping of an old cabinet and inserted it into the CD player. The lewd sounds and images came out from the TV, not caring if anyone would hear them, the volume was turned up very loud, and where Wang Hao lay, he could see the screen with just a turn of his head. He closed his eyes, but couldn't block his ears, physiological reactions began to appear...

  A fat black woman rushed up...

  Wang Hao was given a beautiful gift by a woman...

  Under the night, in the TV that continued to play unbearable scenes, next to the thin and fat bodies rolling together, when a certain sound entered his ears, Wang Hao plucked up the courage to bite his tongue, he couldn't bear the humiliation.

  After hesitating for more than half an hour, Wang Hao still couldn't bring himself to take a bite.

  For Wang Hao, this is a cage that is difficult to cross. He instinctively chose to resist, but was forced to choose to surrender after a month. He wants to escape, wants to run away, and must gain the trust of this family, must be able to move freely, being tied to the bed will not have the opportunity to escape.

  ……………

  In the Xiongku Mobile factory area, Zhang Shidong had already forgotten about Wang Hao. He only needed to receive videos and messages, which was specially arranged by Mǐnuònuò. Wang Hao's tragic fate could be foreseen.

  The so-called training and assessment, after Wang Hao's disappearance, under Wu Yuan'an's explanation to the high-level officials, also became a mere formality, allowing many employees to experience the corporate culture of the headquarters, receive some simple technical and sales training, get a sneak peek at new products, and then just eat and drink.

  In the conference room, many high-level executives of the company and all employees from all over the world gathered to give speeches. Jiang Xue sat on the side, Zhang Shidong sat beside her, with his legs crossed, humming and tapping his fingers near his knees.

  Jiang Xueyu, sitting upright, had a premonition that something bad was going to happen. Her facial expression didn't change, but her hand had already intentionally moved to her side, using her index finger to tap on Zhang Shidong's leg twice. She slightly opened her upper and lower lips, and from between her teeth, she quietly spoke words that were inaudible from a distance.

  "I was wrong."

  Zhang Shidong's mouth twitched, and he also didn't dare to look sideways, similarly speaking from between his teeth, the whole venue had a low murmur of discussion, but no one noticed the small movements of these two people.

  "What's wrong? What went wrong?"

  Jiang Xueyu made a fierce gesture with two fingers, trying to pinch Zhang Shidong's thigh meat, but she used the greatest force her body could exert without making large movements and still couldn't pinch off a piece of meat from Zhang Shidong's tightly clenched thighs. Wasn't it just a pose at the airport? Is it that serious?

  "No big deal, I'll let you take advantage of me when we get back?" Jiang Xueyu deliberately placed her small hand on Zhang Shidong's leg and rubbed it back and forth several times, even pinching him a few times, the ambiguous atmosphere flowing between them.

  Zhang Shidong remained unmoved: "You think you can get away with this little trick?" As he spoke, his body shifted slightly, giving the people behind him the impression that he was adjusting his position to sit more comfortably. In reality, however, his hand had already slipped into Jiang Xueyu's clothes.

  Jiang Xueyu's body was tense, her hand originally wanting to press down hard on Zhang Shidong's hand, but she found herself unable to do so. Her forearm was tightly attached to her body, but her arm could bend irregularly, and if she moved, the people behind would definitely see.

  Gritting her teeth, Jiang Xueyu shifted slightly in a gesture that took in their surroundings, subtly distancing herself from Zhang Shidong while shooting him a withering glance, resigned to enduring the warm hand resting on her abdomen.

  To prevent Zhang Shidong from making any further excessive moves, Jiang Xueyu placed her hand on her abdomen and also pressed down the hand under her clothes: "Is that enough?"

  To outsiders, Zhang Shidong looked completely serious and solemn, without a hint of the shameless way he was taking advantage of the situation to get close to Jiang Xueyu. As he stroked her lower abdomen, feeling the unusual smoothness and elasticity, he didn't hear a word the leader on stage was saying, too caught up in the struggle with Jiang Xueyu's fingers while enjoying the benefits of zero-distance skin contact, until the entire meeting came to an end.

  As they walked out, Jiang Xueyu was surrounded by a group of colleagues from dozens of branches across the country, exchanging their respective marketing plans and difficulties encountered, sharing experiences to solve problems. Jiang Xueyu saw Zhang Shidong walking outside with his fingers pinching a cigarette, occasionally moving it to his mouth as if he wanted to smoke but controlled himself. In reality, he was actually sniffing the scent between his palms, which belonged to Jiang Xueyu's body fragrance.

  "Stinky rascal." She muttered under her breath, causing the people around her to look at her in confusion, almost making Jiang Xueyu lose face in front of everyone. Her hand was still on her lower abdomen, and she could still feel the warmth he had left there.

  The lunch gathering, the afternoon visit and study, the day's schedule was very fulfilling. The coordination ability of a large company's comprehensive department is unquestionable. In the evening, some middle-level leaders came out to entertain each branch company member separately. There was no appearance of high-ranking officials treating high-ranking officials, low-ranking officials treating low-ranking officials in a hierarchical manner. This also made many employees who came to the headquarters with apprehension feel warm in their hearts.

  Originally scheduled to return home for dinner that night, Jiang Xueyu didn't want her employees to be in an awkward situation with the company's leadership without a mainstay. She was also worried that Zhang Shidong would continue to be unreasonable and demanding. Unexpectedly, the man who had become demonized in her eyes got along well with his colleagues from the company, drinking at the dinner table, singing karaoke, continuing to drink at street stalls late at night, and playing mahjong with several colleagues in a hotel room until dawn. He looked just like an ordinary person, without any distinction. Who would have thought that just a few days ago, this man had stirred up a bloody storm in the south?

  Without opening that cool Lamborghini, Zhang Shidong and Jiang Xueyu got into Du Yuan's car, all the way from Ningbo to the provincial capital.

  Zhang Shidong had not investigated Jiang Xueyu, and Su Xixi had not informed him of Jiang Xueyu's information. Although he had some guesses in his heart, he did not expect that Jiang Xueyu's father was actually Jiang Yongnian, a frequent visitor to the Forbes top ten and the chairman of the Tiandi Group, a legendary successful entrepreneur in the southern business world.

  Carrying a very ordinary gift, tea and cigarettes purchased in the provincial city's shopping mall, as soon as he entered the door, Jiang Yongnian, who was like a bandit with a net worth of hundreds of billions, glared at his only daughter without even looking at Zhang Shidong, picked up the gift he had put down and threw it out the door: "Get out!"

  PS: It's been a long time since I've seen any real men from the 2K party like you heroes, so I'm asking for some recommendation votes!