"Brother Lin, Wang Dajun was badmouthing you in front of the president just now." At that moment, Fan Jian came down from upstairs and quietly revealed someone's misdeeds to Lin Hai.

"What did he say about me?"

"Just now, when I and he went to the president's office for a meeting, Wang Dajun implied in a vague manner that you were behaving improperly in the company, getting too close with the female colleagues." Now Fan Jian was also the deputy head of security, so he had the credentials to go to the president's office.

"Shit, is this asshole sick?" Lin Hai was quite speechless.

He couldn't even be bothered with this kind of person, who, on the contrary, kept playing petty office politics thinking he's being clever.

"That asshole seems to have the shits lately, serves him right." Fan Jian muttered a curse while drawing circles in the air.

"Hm, what's been happening with the organization lately?"

We just took down Yunlong Small Company yesterday, and the underworld of Huadu must be unstable.

"Not much, the other organizations, besides being shocked, haven't done anything too over the top. After all, we've given them a small share of our control." Fan Jian said.

"Arrange a meal with the bosses of the major organizations, foster some good will, and while you're at it, see who's willing to join us."

After all, fighting and killing weren't sustainable.

"Got it, Brother Lin, I'll get back to work then."

Fan Jian admired Lin Hai even more in his heart, attracting a group of people was more effective than fighting and killing, and wouldn't attract the attention from above, why didn't he think of that?

"Brother Lin, we're getting paid in a few days, please go have a blast."

Fan Jian's small eyes twinkled with a sleazy light.

"Have a blast with what?"

"Exchanging real money for picking up girls, you know, hehe."

"Shit, your laugh is so creepy."

"Impossible, I'm nicknamed Simple Fan."

After Fan Jian left, Lin Hai's mood soured, Wang Dajun, that shit, dared to snitch, he must pay for that.

Suddenly, a brilliant idea popped into his head, a sly smile curled at the corners of his mouth, and he managed to get a roll of tape from a female colleague, then edged closer to the restroom, where he saw a huge black plastic bag placed right by the door and quickly took it.

"Who stole the plastic bag I use for changing my sanitary pads…"

Lin Hai was already in the elevator, completely unaware of the janitor aunt's low exclamation.

Lin Hai got off one floor below finance, guessing that Wang Dajun was desperate to relieve himself, he would surely look for the nearest restroom.

Silently, he reached the entrance of the men's bathroom.

Inside, a series of farts followed by Wang Dajun's nearly moaning relief could be heard.

"Shit, even shitting with such beastly noise." Lin Hai made a snide remark, then used his movement technique to stealthily enter, pinching his nose.

Wang Dajun was holding his phone with one hand and clutching a roll of toilet paper with the other, muttering to himself: "That bastard Lin deserves to die, I need to think of a way to get rid of him, he almost made me burst."

Feeling the relief from holding it in for so long was incredible.

Suddenly, Wang Dajun felt darkness engulf him.

"What the fuck? Who turned off the light!"

Then, a gust of cool air swept through, and Wang Dajun realized in shock that both his phone and the toilet paper had vanished from his hands.

"Shit!"

Wang Dajun immediately knew it wasn't just the light that was off, as a stench assaulted his senses.

He ripped the black plastic bag off his head and brought it to his nose, indeed, a foul smell emanated from the large black plastic bag.

And even some grubby red things had smeared onto his hair.

"Who? Who did this!"

Wang Dajun bellowed at the top of his lungs, if not for the fact that he was still in the middle of his business, he would have jumped up to confront the culprit.

Just as he was looking around, his face was suddenly struck by a big foot, and he toppled backward in an instant.

"Damn it!"

Wang Dajun screamed and cried out, frantically bracing himself with both hands.

But it was too late.

Under the force of that foot, he uncontrollably sat on the squat toilet.

With a "plop" sound, it seemed like something got sucked in.

Immediately after, Wang Dajun felt a stream of water and a cool sensation coming from his buttocks and tried to stand up, only to discover a major problem.

Wang Dajun's butt was stuck in the toilet!

Since it was a company, all the male toilets adopted the squat style, not the home toilet bowls, and once stuck, Wang Dajun had his legs almost level with the ground, unable to find a point to exert force; his hands could only weakly support the floor to keep himself from sinking.

Moreover, he felt a warm heat on his buttocks, needless to think, that warm thing must have been something he just excreted.

Click, click, click—

A series of camera flashes lit up above his head.

"Shit!" Wang Dajun panicked and craned his neck to see which damn bastard was screwing him over.

"Hehe, later I'm gonna post this on Kuaishou and Weibo, I bet it'll go viral." Lin Hai smirked wickedly.

He put away his phone, then suddenly saw the flush button, and once again, a mischievous smile formed on his lips.

Due to the angle, Wang Dajun couldn't see what was happening behind him, while Lin Hai flipped around, using a clever movement technique to cling to the wall, gently pressed the flush button, then quickly hid.

Whoosh whoosh—A flushing sound started.

Wang Dajun suddenly felt a torrential flow of water from beneath him, a tremendous suction force nearly pulling out his intestines.

"My goodness!"

Wang Dajun wanted to cry but had no tears, while Lin Hai, hiding in the shadows, held back his malicious laughter.

"Who the hell are you? I have no grievances with you, come out if you are brave enough."

No response came.

"Hey, don't go!" Wang Dajun became frantic.

"Who is the big brother there? I know I was wrong, please, at least give me some toilet paper."

Wang Dajun pleaded.

Lin Hai took out the pre-prepared clear tape, rolled it to the front of Wang Dajun.

When your enemy has no toilet paper, you should offer him a roll of clear tape.

Seeing something that seemed to be cylindrical, like toilet paper, Wang Dajun glimpsed hope.

But when he saw clearly, he almost jumped up and cursed; when he moved, his butt hurt unbearably, wishing he could cry—this thing in front of him was clear tape, how could he use it to wipe his ass...

Walking out of the restroom, Lin Hai smirked triumphantly, casually swapped the signs for the ladies' and gents' toilets, then headed to the corridor.

"Eh? Hello, Director Lin." A voice called out, the cleaning lady from before, descending to clean the ladies' restroom here.

"Hello, Aunt Wang." Lin Hai politely greeted and paused for a few seconds intentionally.

Sure enough, the "ladies' restroom" door opened, followed by an exclamation from the cleaning lady, Aunt Wang, and then a torrent of anger like a hen's roar.

"Hooligan, scumbag!"

"Ah, ma'am, what are you going to do with the plunger in your hand, don't come here." Wang Dajun's voice was trembling with shock.

"Ah—"

A miserable scream echoed, apparently Wang Dajun must have been hit hard by the toilet plunger.

"Beast, hooligan, scum, I'm going to tell President Ouyang!" The cleaning lady, Aunt Wang, declared righteously, her voice filled with upright indignation, echoing in the restroom for a long time!

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