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BIG BOSS, We Beg You! 201-Stop!
He was just a driver, but he was used to bullying others because of his employer’s power. However, Dixon’s earlier glare sent shivers down his spine. “Damn it! That bastard!” The driver gritted his teeth and parked his car directly in front of Dixon’s, blocking his way. If Dixon dared to hit this car, worth over $10 million, it would bankrupt him! After all, Dixon couldn’t afford to offend the owner of this car—or so the driver thought. After parking the car, the driver shot a glare at Dixon’s BMW, sneered to himself, and quickly headed toward the hotel. He rushed to the entrance, only to see Dixon was already there. The sight left him stunned. He drives that cheap BMW, and yet he’s eligible to attend this event too? “You’re so slow,” Roker remarked, chatting with someone near the entrance as he gave his driver a disappointed look. “Where’s my invitation card?” The driver handed the invitation to him, smiling sheepishly. “Apologies, Young Master Roker, something came up
BIG BOSS, We Beg You! 202-YOU...
When Dixon heard someone calling him, he turned around and asked, “What is it?” “Which company are you from? Where’s your invitation card? Don’t you know you can’t enter this party without an invitation card?” Khaled tilted his head slightly, sneering at Dixon as if he were vastly superior. “If you have an invitation card, register yourself. Do you have one?” he continued. “No,” Dixon replied calmly. Roker felt like laughing. He guessed that Dixon was just someone’s driver. His employer wasn’t here to bring him in, yet he wanted to try and enter on his own? Roker’s driver stood smugly behind his master, staring coldly at Dixon, pleased to see him finally getting what he deserved. “You don’t have an invitation card but still want to get in?” Khaled said impatiently. “Leave! This isn’t a place you can enter.” Khaled turned to Roker. “Young Master Roker, let’s go inside.” “And what about my driver?” Roker deliberately asked, glancing mockingly at Dixon. He wanted to s
BIG BOSS, We Beg You! 203-Break My Legs?
“You brought this on yourself,” Dixon replied. He didn’t want to be bothered anymore and started walking inside. Khaled didn’t dare stop him, so he began shouting, “Security! Security!” A group of burly men from the underground circle approached. They were tasked with maintaining order and had been keeping a close watch on the venue, wary of any troublemakers. “What’s going on?” one of them asked, his expression stern. Their boss had warned them that the King of Reddof was organizing this event, and if anything went wrong, he’d break their legs himself! “There’s a troublemaker!” Khaled shouted angrily, clutching his cheek. “He doesn’t have an invitation, but he insists on coming in! Throw him out and beat him to death!” “Someone forced their way in?” Their faces darkened with fury. Someone actually dared to stir up trouble here? Did they have no idea who was hosting this event? This was the King of Reddof’s event! “Take us in to find him!” one of the security men said, his
BIG BOSS, We Beg You! 204-Then Break Them!
"Then break them," Dixon said firmly. Khaled froze for a moment. Dixon actually agreed? He really agreed to let others break his legs? Khaled felt relieved that this man knew how to act appropriately. If he had resisted, the consequences would have been far worse! "Hah, glad you know your place. Now, just rest and—" "AHHH!" Before Khaled could finish his sentence, someone kicked him hard from behind, sending him sprawling onto the floor. "Hold him down!" the leader of the group ordered. They had nearly offended the mighty Dixon—the king himself! So close! Even without Dixon or his team lifting a finger, their boss would have skinned them alive if something like that had happened! "What… what are you doing… Owww!" Khaled tried to protest. The head of security, Boha, wasn’t interested in Khaled’s confusion. Without hesitation, he slapped Khaled’s face more than ten times in a fit of rage. "Hit him! AHH! Why... why are you hitting me?" Khaled shouted. "Stop as
BIG BOSS, We Beg You! 205-Walking Toward Dixon
“No need,” Roker Hamu shook his head. “He’s just a tiny ant, not worth my attention.” “Yes, Boss.” His driver dared not argue further. He found an inconspicuous corner to sit in but kept his eyes on Dixon, silently plotting his revenge. “Where is Dixon?” Diana scanned the room and suddenly noticed him leaning against the buffet table, sampling various snacks and desserts. Diana was about to approach when someone offered her a glass of red wine. “CEO Hamilton, you look absolutely stunning tonight,” said Roker Hamu, dressed in an elegant suit. His handsome face had drawn the attention of many women since he entered. He appeared refined and brimming with charm. “May I propose a toast to you?” Many women looked on with envy. Who would refuse such an extraordinary man? “Excuse me,” Diana smiled politely, walking toward Dixon without taking the glass of wine. The music in the hall abruptly stopped. Roker Hamu could barely believe it. He had been rejected? He had taken th
BIG BOSS, We Beg You! 206-Dixon and Roker
"Hello, my friend. Would you like a drink alcohol?" Roker Hamu asked with a seemingly sincere smile directed at Dixon. Dixon glanced at him briefly. "I have to drive, so I can’t drink it." He’s really a driver! Roker Hamu became even more certain of his suspicions. "That’s true as well. CEO Diana’s safety is far more important," he remarked. "Earlier, my driver misunderstood you, so please allow me to apologize on his behalf." Dixon narrowed his eyes. Was this man truly here to apologize? Dixon's sharp gaze pierced through Roker, as though he could read his thoughts. Dixon knew exactly what Roker was thinking. He was merely pretending to be sincere. Roker pulled out a business card and handed it over casually. "This is my card. Feel free to contact me if you need anything." Dixon gave a small smile as he read the name printed on the card. "The Young Master of the Hamu family?" he asked, eyeing Roker with an odd smile. Dixon hadn’t expected to meet a member of the Hamu
BIG BOSS, We Beg You! 207-Is He Her Husband?
"Young Master Roker, would you like to dance with me?" As Roker walked toward Diana, several women tried to invite him to dance. However, he politely declined them all. He didn’t need to prove how popular he was. Even women of higher standing than Diana rarely turned him down, so Roker felt confident he wouldn’t lose this bet. "Just a mere driver daring to act high and mighty in front of me?" Roker thought mockingly. "I’ll show him the difference in our status!" When people saw Roker approaching Diana, they courteously made way. Everyone knew their chances against Roker were close to zero. "Diana?" Roker called out in a friendly tone. His face was full of smiles. His handsome and elegant demeanor drew the attention of many. "Mr. Roker," Diana replied, nodding politely. She was somewhat surprised to hear him address her by name. "Would you like to dance with me?" Roker asked, extending his hand. Roker appeared to be the perfect gentleman. His elegant demeanor made many guest
BIG BOSS, We Beg You! 208-Dixon Was Truly Dominant!
Diana refused him, saying that she didn’t know how to dance. But she danced so well with Dixon. That was just an excuse! "CEO Diana," Roker Hamu couldn’t take it anymore. He suddenly raised his voice, "What do you mean by this? Are you deliberately trying to humiliate me?" The music suddenly stopped. Diana was stunned. She had no idea what Roker meant at all. "You rejected my invitation to dance, but you’re willing to dance with your driver and even let him call you his wife?" "CEO Diana, are you saying that I’m not even as good as your driver?" Roker’s expression was furious and threatening. Roker had wanted to use this networking event to get closer to Diana so he could make further progress. He didn’t like forcing a woman—he preferred convincing her to take the initiative to serve him. But this time, he had been humiliated! "Mr. Roker, why would you say that?" Diana frowned slightly and looked at Dixon. "Dixon is truly my husband." "Nonsense!" Roker didn’t believe it at al
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423-Why Was She Here?
"I don't care if you're the son of an exiled powerful family or the son of a wealthy man. Even if you're homeless, I, Beatrice Mopp, will still marry you. This is something that will never change." Just as Beatrice was thinking this, her phone began to ring. When she saw who was calling, she frowned and showed an impatient expression. She didn’t want to answer, but the phone kept ringing persistently. "Stop calling me! I won't agree to a marriage of convenience, so stop trying," Beatrice said directly as she picked up the call. "Either I cut ties with the Mopp family, or you stay out of my life. I've said this many times before. I will not marry anyone except him." Beatrice was truly angry now. As someone from a wealthy and powerful family, there were times when she had no say over her own life. As a woman, if she hadn’t built her own business empire, she would have shared the same fate as many other women from similar backgrounds: used in arranged marriages to secure the fa
422-A Lonely Woman
Diana was stunned. She remembered Dixon once telling her that someone extraordinary wanted to steal him away. A woman who was perhaps the most outstanding figure of the time. So that woman was the Corporate Goddess of the North? And she wanted to marry Dixon? Diana immediately felt pressured. If a woman like that—admired and respected by everyone—was after Dixon, how could she possibly compete? "Darling... I don't think I can beat her," Diana whispered. Her eyes welled up with tears, and her face was filled with unease. For the first time, Diana felt afraid. Afraid that Dixon would actually leave her for another woman. "Who said that?" Dixon laughed, holding Diana’s hand tightly. His gaze was serious, his tone firm. "You are the Corporate Goddess of Reddof. You are not inferior to her! I'll take you to the north to defeat her!" Diana fell silent, staring deeply into Dixon’s eyes. He was going to take her north to confront the woman hailed as a corporate genius? "My husba
421-Beatrice Mopp
How could the head distributor of a major international brand lose to a woman from the Reddof? Dek felt utterly humiliated! He was still thinking of a way to salvage the situation when his phone suddenly rang. Dek’s expression changed slightly when he saw who was calling, and he immediately answered. "Hello, CEO!" Dek was a little nervous. News of what had happened must have already reached headquarters. This was a matter of brand reputation, so it wasn’t a small issue. "Well, I've already heard everything that happened in Voroz. You've done a great job," said the CEO. Dek was stunned. Was his CEO actually praising him? "Starting today, you’ll be taking an extended break—until you find a new job." The next sentence pushed Dek straight into a deep abyss. "CEO! CEO!" Before he could say anything else, the other side had already hung up. Had this situation already caused such a huge impact? Dek hadn’t expected to lose this badly! Dek had only lost once, so he felt there
420-Diana!....
"Members of the media may now ask questions," Diana said with a smile as she glanced at the reporters. "I have a question!" A man wearing black-rimmed glasses immediately raised his hand. "I would like to ask—Hamilton Group is trying to make a name for themselves in Reddof City, but according to international standards, their products barely reach level 3. How could such products possibly enter the high-end market?" The question was rather sharp, even sounding somewhat intentional. Everyone knew that Hamilton Group was aiming to set their own local industry standards, but this reporter seemed determined to corner Diana and highlight Hamilton Group's current challenges. If Hamilton Group failed to address this issue or at least provide a convincing solution, this press conference would be for nothing. If they couldn’t even resolve the most critical problem, there was no point talking about expansion. "Hamilton Group will definitely enter the high-end market!" Diana declared e
419-Falling Love For Her..
Currently, Hamilton Group’s new products have rapidly taken over the lower-end market, and no competitor in Voroz City can match them. This market is vastly different from the target audience of international brands like YDL, which focus more on the elite with expensive, exclusive products. Despite their high prices, sales in that segment have never matched the volume of the lower-end market. After all, ordinary people make up the majority of the world’s population. Dek Noh was extremely frustrated—not because Hamilton Group had successfully turned the tables, but because he, a major figure in the industry, had been caught off guard by such a simple strategy. It felt like an insult. To Dek, Hamilton Group was just a small company that should have been easily crushed using international standards. But in reality, they had played him instead. "Mr. Dek, I didn’t expect Diana to be so resilient either. No one could have predicted this," his secretary said, clearly shocked. No on
418-...Fuck You!
They all arrived at the Hamilton Group’s branch office in Voroz City in no time, but they weren’t allowed inside. The receptionist blocked their way and smiled as she said, “Do you have an appointment? CEO Diana is very busy, so she won’t see anyone without one.” “Please let her know that we’re all sales channel representatives, and we’re willing to carry Hamilton Group’s new products. We have access to many stores!” “I’m truly sorry, but the company no longer intends to collaborate with other businesses,” the receptionist replied. “If there's nothing else, please leave.” The suppliers began to panic. Sophia had driven them away. But they had no choice. They were the ones who canceled the agreement and even tried to corner Diana. Anyone would be furious. “Let’s go find the Laon family!” They all rushed to find Mona, hoping she’d bring them good news so they could continue working with Hamilton Group. But Mona only sneered and said, “I gave you the opportunity a long time ago, b
417-Dixon's Trick
Wallo took a deep breath and gave Dixon a thumbs-up. He deeply admired Dixon’s love for Diana. “Don’t worry, I’m an expert in matters like this. I’ll handle it,” Wallo said confidently. Soon after, the internet buzzed with a new voice. Someone leaked information that a popular blogger had been paid by the Hamilton Group to post fake positive reviews. The same person then launched an attack on Hamilton Group’s new product, claiming it didn’t meet international standards and wasn’t fit for the market. These comments instantly sparked public outrage. The influential blogger who was accused became furious and wrote five to six posts condemning the rival PR team for slander. The blogger accused them of being afraid that Hamilton Group’s products would outperform their own, and thus resorted to dirty tricks. The flood of comments didn’t stop. It was as if a hidden force was deliberately trying to ruin Hamilton Group’s reputation. They kept insisting that Hamilton Group’s products didn’t
416-I'll Be the Villain
Dixon then left. Sophia watched him go and suddenly realized that what he said made perfect sense. Hamilton Group’s products had been classified as Level 3 according to international standards, placing them two levels below those of foreign brands. This classification severely impacted Hamilton Group’s new products. All stores placed Hamilton Group’s products on the shelves reserved for Level 3 items—shelves with the least consumer visibility. Without the original distribution channels that had intended to partner with Hamilton Group, the company was now left with only a few retailers carrying their products. Some of these stores weren’t even reputable names in the beauty industry, so Hamilton Group’s new products could only be found in obscure corners. It was practically the same as removing them from the market altogether. “As I said, Hamilton Group brought this on themselves. The standards were already set by others, and they still dared to challenge them? Just one word f
415-She's My Wife!
There were plenty of ugly and terrible comments flying around, but Diana wasn’t affected by them. In fact, she grew even more determined, knowing that the more people tried to put her down, the more it proved that her decision was the right one. Meanwhile, on the top floor of a well-known skyscraper in Voroz City, a young man sat in his large office chair with both legs casually propped up on the desk. He didn’t seem to care that his expensive trousers were getting wrinkled. "Where did this Hamilton Group come from? Do they have foreign investment backing them? Or support from one of the northern power families?" "Not at all, Mr. Dek. I’ve looked into it. Hamilton Group is just a company that started in a small town and has recently expanded into other cities. They’ve been rather lucky lately, which allowed them to grow rapidly. They’re probably getting full of themselves and overestimating their worth." Dek Noh sat still and stared at his secretary, then shook his head. "You can
