Chapter 493 - 166 Handling_4

After all, when Chen Ming thought carefully about trading the Enlightenment Nerves of Psychics, it always felt a bit strange, and extracting the Enlightenment Nerves was highly likely to lead to the psychic’s death.

Chen Ming didn’t care about killing, but he couldn’t quite accept killing in this way.

After all, he wasn’t Dusk, who could rationally think about what benefited him absolutely.

Just like when he destroyed that batch of red needles from the smuggling fleet back then.

Of course, he knew how much money he could make if he sold that shipment.

But he didn’t want to bear the consequences it would cause.

It’s the same now; he can’t do such things to his own kind.

If it were Enlightenment Nerves from Dusk, Chen Ming would have no hesitation extracting them, but if it’s from a person, he must think carefully.

So, Chen Ming still hasn’t made up his mind and asked the boss if there were any plans to take it over.

However, the boss didn’t need it either.

Although there was indeed conflict between him and Yan Xiong, their conflict mostly stemmed from Chen Ming and ended because of him.

There was no need to pay too much attention to Yan Xiong.

But after understanding Chen Ming’s distress, the boss gave him an introduction about Zuo Jing.

A few key words: cult, kidnapping, civilian facility terrorist attacks, smuggling, and often talking about gut-wrenching matters.

Also explicitly pointed out the cooperation between Yan Xiong and Zuo Jing.

Then all the psychological pressure on Chen Ming vanished.

He didn’t care how many times people like that died.

Of course, he still didn’t really want to do such things as extracting someone’s Enlightenment Nerves.

However, the boss also promised to ask if anyone who had a grudge against Yan Xiong was interested.

If no one was interested, Chen Ming would just keep it.

A psychic always had a place to be useful.

Furthermore, if Chen Ming tried to replace all the metal on the unconscious Yan Xiong with materials he had controlled.

Perhaps he could gain a psychic completely under his control?

The boss’s words served as a reminder of this possibility to Chen Ming.

This was much more acceptable to him than extracting someone’s Enlightenment Nerves.

However, what to do next specifically still depended on the situation.

While Chen Ming and the boss discussed psychics,

Sinda Corporation’s headquarters had already received messages from their Pirate Space Station.

A board meeting was quickly organized.

This was a crucial meeting where the company needed to adjust its overall strategic direction.

Therefore, all the board members had to attend.

But when the meeting start time came, there was still one person missing at the meeting table.

The chairman looked around and said, "Let’s wait for him. He is the most important one for this meeting."

Since it was an online meeting, others weren’t quite sure what the missing board member was doing.

And the board member who hadn’t yet attended the meeting was currently in his office at the branch office, furiously talking on the phone.

"I just arranged a simple cushy job for him where he could easily make a lot of money, and look at the damn mess he’s made! Huh! Just look!"

From the other end of the line came the voice of an older middle-aged man: "Your brother-in-law is just like that. Take care of him, will you?"

"Didn’t I damn well take care of him several times before? Don’t be greedy, damn it, sitting in that position, and people will line up to give you money. Haven’t I said this?"

"Look what he’s done? Stealing company employee assets! Colluding with outsiders! Getting involved with Zuo Jing! Which one of these things can a damn person do?"

"But he didn’t know it was Zuo Jing."

"Does Zuo Jing damn well write ’Zuo Jing’ on their face to tell you? No brains? Was that money his to take?"

"But mainly because of that Chen Ming..."

"Offending a psychic isn’t more damn brain-dead? Did the company say he died? Did they throw out his file?"

"Why are his materials and ships left untouched? Who gave him the guts to touch them? Huh?"

"If he wants to die, he can damn well go ahead and die, but don’t drag the company down with him! Or me!"

"Because of that idiot, the company is being investigated by the government! Do you know how much we will lose?"

The person on the other end replied somewhat hesitantly: "But that’s just a branch company, right? What are you worried about?"

"You!"

The director was so angry he laughed, unable to stop shaking.

"I have to get scolded by the chairman during the meeting and come back to listen to your nagging..."

He took a deep breath but couldn’t calm himself, so he slammed his desk and said, "I damn well really am..."

But suddenly, the director calmed down and said, "Forget it."

He took out a resignation letter and a stock transfer agreement from his desk drawer.

"I’m quitting."

"Huh? You’re not allowed to..."

"Scram."

With that word, the director ended the call.

He switched off all devices he could be reached through and subsequently joined the company meeting system.

When his projection appeared at the company headquarters, he placed the report on the table and said, "This is my resignation letter..."