After the Restricted-Genre Side Character Plays the Villainous Boss - Chapter 8

Yue Mingcang neither dodged nor replied. Instead, he remained frozen in place, leaning over while pouring the wine like a stone statue. Long Yin was quite satisfied with Yue Mingcang’s reaction and turned to speak with the system.

Long Yin: [Xiao Bai, has the humiliation value increased?]

Xiao Bai: [Not yet, Host.]

Long Yin: [?]

Xiao Bai: [It is okay, Great Host! A temporary standstill is just preparation for a better breakthrough. Keep going, woof!]

Long Yin: [Strange. Looking at him like this, he should feel humiliated. Why has the value not increased?]

Xiao Bai: [I checked again, and it definitely has not increased, Great Host.]

Long Yin thought for a long time and could only come up with one possibility: [Does he actually think my hand slipped? Damn it, I was so intentional about it. This protagonist is so stupid!]

Xiao Bai: [Great Host is the smartest in the world! No one can compare to you, woof!]

Yue Mingcang had no idea that his image in Long Yin’s heart had shifted to a “stupid protagonist.” At this moment, he was racking his brain, thinking about what posture to use next. No, he was thinking about what he should do next. It was impossible for Long Yin’s hand to have slipped. He was one million percent certain that Long Yin had done it on purpose.

According to common sense, this was clearly a hint. He should immediately kneel at Long Yin’s feet and do what he had planned to do from the very beginning. However, after the “I gave you grapes, why are you taking off your pants” incident, he had already made a fool of himself once. He truly did not dare to act rashly a second time.

Yue Mingcang thought in silence for a long time. Finally, before the impatient fire of anger could ignite in Long Yin’s golden eyes, he thought of a perfect solution. He quickly set the wine bottle aside, took off his coat, turned the lining outward, and reverently took Long Yin’s hand. He wiped away the wine that had splashed onto Long Yin’s wrist.

“Little Master Long, it is my fault for getting you dirty. Let me wipe it for you.”

Long Yin rolled his eyes internally. Fine, it was confirmed that the red wine humiliation was ineffective against Yue Mingcang. Every protagonist had their own personality and different preferences. It was normal for a method that worked on one protagonist to have no effect on another.

Undeterred, Long Yin continued to pick a fight. “Am I the one who was gotten dirty?”

Yue Mingcang’s eyes lit up, and he immediately followed up, “It is me. I am the one who is dirty. I will take off my clothes right now!”

With that, Yue Mingcang began to unbutton his shirt. His coat was already off, leaving only a thin, soaked shirt. As soon as the top button was undone, his robust chest muscles instantly filled Long Yin’s entire field of vision.

Long Yin instinctively looked away. “That is not necessary. I am not that malicious.”

Yue Mingcang was speechless. What exactly did he have to do to make the Little Master Long a bit more “malicious”? He was waiting for an answer online, and he was very, very anxious.

Long Yin sighed in his heart. Red wine humiliation was one of his most frequently used techniques, yet he had not expected Yue Mingcang to be completely immune. This guy was truly difficult to handle, more so than any “Main Character Bottom” he had seen before. Today felt like a complete waste of effort, and he did not know when their next meeting would be.

Long Yin said unhappily, “Change your clothes and go to the conglomerate. Someone will coordinate with you.”

Based on the original plot, Yue Mingcang would start his comeback journey after solving his cash flow problems. After today, it would probably not be so easy to make Yue Mingcang desperate enough to come and beg him again. Being a villainous boss was truly too difficult. No wonder no one wanted to do it.

Yue Mingcang regretfully tore his gaze away from Long Yin’s angelically beautiful profile and looked toward the desk. “Thank you. I will repay your kindness in the future.”

Before he could finish, his gaze caught a document on the desk. It was not his fault for looking; the document was at the very top of the pile, and the most important content was highlighted in bright red, making it incredibly conspicuous. It was the Longmen Port Operation Rights Lease Plan.

Yue Mingcang jumped up. “You are going to lease out the operation rights of Longmen Port! Can you lease it to me? I am willing to take on the maintenance and system of the port!”

Long Yin interrupted him, “Sure. I am open for business, so why not? Do you have the money?”

Yue Mingcang’s vision went dark as he realized what a stupid thing he had just said. He did not even have the money to keep his own company running, yet he had the audacity to try and take over such a large project. However, his heart was pounding. He sensed a massive business opportunity.

Yue Mingcang said tentatively, “Can the conglomerate lend me a bit more money?”

Long Yin was silent for a second before asking, “Are you saying you want to use money borrowed from the Long Family Conglomerate to lease Longmen Port from White Dragon Shipping? You contribute nothing yourself and act as a middleman, essentially gaining something for nothing?”

Yue Mingcang was so ashamed he wanted the ground to swallow him whole. He felt he was truly beyond saving for saying such a thing in front of Long Yin. At this moment, he was incredibly grateful that Long Yin had not turned on the lights; the darkness kept the blush on his face from being too obvious.

“I am sorry, Prince. My brain must be broken. I…”

Long Yin followed up immediately, “Then you really deserve to be hit a few times.”

The current plot had not yet reached the point where the port operation rights should fall into Yue Mingcang’s hands. By doing this, Yue Mingcang was effectively reducing their opportunities for contact and withholding his humiliation value. Since that was the case, Long Yin would not hesitate to use “extreme” measures to grind out the humiliation value Yue Mingcang owed him in advance!

Yue Mingcang was confused. It took him five full seconds to understand what Long Yin was saying. When he spoke again, the excitement in his voice was almost overflowing. “Is that okay? Is it really okay?”

Long Yin asked back, “Is it okay with you?”

Yue Mingcang said hurriedly, “It is okay. I am okay with anything. I can do anything. I can do it right now!”

Long Yin sneered, stood up, and walked to the edge of the desk. Yue Mingcang followed behind him with a red face, not knowing what to expect. Long Yin took the cane leaning against the desk and lightly tapped the surface. “Hold onto the desk and stick your butt out.”

Yue Mingcang asked, “What?”

Long Yin mocked him, “What? It was easy to say, but now that the time has come, you cannot do it?”

Yue Mingcang quickly complied. He pressed his upper body against the desk and submissively lowered his waist. Beneath the thin shirt were broad shoulders, and the slight indentation of his spine stretched across Long Yin’s beautiful golden eyes like a slowly flowing river.

When Long Yin did not strike immediately, Yue Mingcang could not help but let his mind wander. He wondered if the upcoming beating was “appropriate” or not, while simultaneously thinking about when would be the best time to take off his pants. If the person standing behind him were not Long Yin, he would have already taken them off. Well, he probably would not have even reached this stage.

However, because the person behind him was Long Yin, it made him want to take off his pants at every moment, yet he could never find the right opportunity. Yue Mingcang’s face was burning fiercely. He could not help but wonder if he was being too dissolute. How could he smell an invitation in every decision Long Yin made?

Before he could figure it out, the cane swung down. It made a sound as it tore through the air and landed on the firm, soft flesh. Yue Mingcang bit his lower lip to stifle a sound. It was not because of the pain, but because it was not painful enough. He knew how strong Long Yin was. When he had been in a coma from a severe allergic reaction, the slap Long Yin had given him in a panic was his true strength. Compared to that, this time was far too light.

It was so light that he could not concentrate on resisting the pain. His thoughts, having nowhere to go, began to fantasize. He thought about the way Long Yin looked swinging the cane, the way his arm muscles bulged under the large movements, the way his Adam’s apple bobbed during his slight breaths, and his condescending gaze. The thought made his waist go soft before he was even hit a few times. His fingertips gripped the desk tightly, and his body pressed close against the edge, not daring to move.

Long Yin did not give a count, so Yue Mingcang had no idea when it would end. He could not stop trembling. He trembled when he was hit, and he trembled even more when he was not. If he was hit a few more times, he might…

Long Yin: [Has it increased?]

Xiao Bai: [Not yet, Great Host.]

Long Yin was frustrated. When it came to physical punishment, he generally followed the “interrogation theory.” Simply put, someone who will talk will talk as soon as the punishment begins; someone who will not talk will not talk regardless of the punishment. Applying this theory to the humiliation value: if Yue Mingcang could gain humiliation value from being beaten, it should have increased at the first strike. Now that he had been hit five times and it still had not increased, it meant that physical punishment was ineffective against Yue Mingcang. Another waste of effort!

Long Yin retracted the cane, angrily picked up the document from the desk, and threw it at Yue Mingcang. “Take what you want and get out.”

The signal to end came too abruptly. Yue Mingcang’s body swayed, and he did not react for a long time. Under Long Yin’s irritable gaze, Yue Mingcang struggled to regain his senses. He lifted his head from between his arms and said through gritted teeth, “Can I… can I have a moment to recover?”

Long Yin gave a disdainful sneer. “What? You cannot stand up already?”

Yue Mingcang was mortified. It was not that he could not stand up; it was that something else had stood up. He was desperately pinching his own arm to calm himself down, but such things were not that easy.

Click. With a very soft sound, the office lights suddenly turned on. The brightness left the disheveled Yue Mingcang completely exposed. Long Yin quickly turned around, his tall body shielding Yue Mingcang. It could not block everything, but it provided a bit of psychological comfort.

Long Yin looked toward the newcomer and snapped, “Who gave you permission to come in!”

“Do I need your permission to come here? If I did not come, you would have bankrupted the Long Family!” The person was white-haired, wearing a long robe with a dragon pattern and holding a sandalwood cane similar to the White Dragon cane. He was Master Long’s brother and Long Yin’s uncle.

the special assistant followed behind Uncle Long, looking troubled. He had tried to stop them but failed; Uncle Long had come prepared with five bodyguards. Uncle Long’s gaze locked onto Yue Mingcang, who was still draped over the desk in an unseemly manner. He shouted, “Engaging in debauchery in broad daylight! This is absurd! Is this how you manage the company?”

Long Yin’s mood was already at rock bottom, and being provoked like this made his pupils constrict with anger. He pursed his lips, and a harsh retort was on the tip of his tongue.

Xiao Bai: [Humiliation value +5, total humiliation value 11.]

Xiao Bai: [Congratulations, Great Host! You are truly amazing!]

Long Yin was stunned. “What?”

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