Chapter 85：Dog's Desperate Fight

The Next Morning.

At the front entrance of the main building of the Yan family estate, Yan Qingwen stood beside two drowsy young girls. They had already helped Liu Di move into his suite and had been waiting at the door all night, but Liu Di had yet to return.

Meanwhile, all the major news headlines were dominated by the incredible events of the two concerts from the previous night:

- "Yingzhi Group Stumbles! A 5 Billion Yuan Super Concert Ends Up Hiring a Fake Performer!"

- "God of Music, Di Yi, Appears at a Small Seaside Welfare Hospital, Drawing a Crowd of 100,000 with Unprecedented Enthusiasm!"

- "Di Yi's New Song 'I Am Who I Am' Tops All Major Charts Again!"

- "Di Yi Sings Duet with Disabled Orphans, Leaving Thousands in Tears!"

- "Di Yi's New Actions Spark Social Outcry: Focus on Missing Children, Focus on Begging Children!"

- "Relevant Authorities Start a Massive Crackdown on Street Begging Rings, Vowing to Wipe Out Criminal Gangs!"

- "National Charity Campaign: A Million People Donate to Charity Hospitals to Help Poor Patients!"

Bang!

In the Yingzhi Group's office, one of the company shareholders slammed a newspaper down in front of Ouyang Fengyu.

On the front page were two side-by-side pictures. One showed the luxurious stage at Huitian Plaza, where only Ouyang Fengyu stood in desolation. The other depicted a shabby three-story building rooftop where a white-clad figure played the piano with countless spectators below.

The newspaper's headline read: "Yingzhi Group's Rash Actions Cost 5 Billion, Not Even a Match for Di Yi with Just a Piano!"

"Vice President Fengyu, you need to give us a proper explanation for this!" the shareholder said angrily.

"Pfft…" Ouyang Fengyu shrugged, showing a carefree attitude. "Explain? What's there to explain? I had poor judgment!"

"Fengyu, what kind of attitude is this? You've really disappointed me!" Old Master Yan, seated at the head of the table, frowned. "Fortunately, Qingwen's concert and Liu Di's efforts salvaged some of the losses for us!"

"Liu Di? That double-faced guy?" Ouyang Fengyu snorted, "If it weren't for my early promotion, do you think so many people would've attended their lousy concert?"

"Fengyu!" Old Master Yan's face turned red with anger. "I'm telling you again, adjust your attitude!"

But Ouyang Fengyu simply shrugged again, dismissing their concerns entirely. His mind was fully occupied with his plan for revenge; he cared little for his position in the company or its performance. All that mattered was defeating Liu Di, even if it cost him everything.

"Fengyu, you seem to be in poor condition," Old Master Yan said, turning away. "Why don't you take a few days off and rest at home? Don't worry about the company for now. Since Yiyi had an accident, you should go home and take care of her. As for when you'll return to work, wait for my notification."

"Oh?" Ouyang Fengyu's face showed indifference. "Are you suspending me? Fine, do whatever you want."

With that, Ouyang Fengyu ignored the expressions of everyone present, got up, and slammed the door as he left.

"This boy is getting more and more out of hand!" one shareholder exclaimed.

"Yes, making a mistake and not even admitting it, and then showing such a terrible attitude!"

"Chairman Yan, you really need to discipline your son-in-law!" The shareholders all voiced their concerns.

Old Master Yan trembled with anger. However, what they didn't know was that after leaving the meeting room, Ouyang Fengyu didn't leave the company. Instead, he headed straight for an elevator.

Inside the elevator, he punched in a series of numbers on the keypad. Moments later, a blue keypad extended from the wall. Ouyang Fengyu smirked as he typed in 'm-069'.

The elevator started descending rapidly.

Sub-level 1… Sub-level 2… Sub-level 3…

Until the display showed Sub-level 4.

If any Yingzhi employees had seen this, they would've been utterly shocked. The Yingzhi Group building, which had been in use for three years, didn't officially have a Sub-level 4. Only executives at the Vice President level or above knew about it.

Sub-level 4 housed a secret department established by the Yingzhi Group, dedicated to collaborating with the military on a covert project focused on human augmentation—code-named 'M'.

Sub-level 4.

As soon as the elevator doors opened, Zhao Ze, whose face was now swollen like a pig's head, was waiting outside. Judging by the time, he had probably lost at least a dozen teeth.

"Mm… Vice President Ouyang, mm… those old guys didn't give you too much trouble, did they mm?" Zhao Ze greeted Ouyang Fengyu respectfully, but with his mouth full of bandages and ointment, his words were garbled.

Seeing Zhao Ze looking so ridiculous, Ouyang Fengyu rubbed his temples. "What those old guys think doesn't matter anymore! Right now, I only want to defeat Liu Di!"

With that, Ouyang Fengyu strode forward, heading straight to the deepest part of the lab.

**Inside the Lab.**

A senior professor looked at Ouyang Fengyu, who was already lying on a bed, ready for the procedure. His face was filled with concern. "Vice President Ouyang, I don't think this is a good idea. The second-phase drug has just been developed and hasn't undergone any testing. If something goes wrong, I can't take responsibility!"

Lying on the operating table, Ouyang Fengyu stared resolutely. "What's the projected enhancement success rate?"

The professor hesitated for a moment. "Less than 10%…"

"10%? That's enough!" Ouyang Fengyu gritted his teeth, slowly spitting out the words.

"Mm… Vice President Ouyang, isn't this too much mm… risking your life for that brat isn't worth it!" Zhao Ze protested.

Ouyang Fengyu glared at him. "Don't tell me it's not worth it! Did you forget getting a tooth knocked out every day? That's all because of Liu Di!"

Ouyang Fengyu's words triggered painful memories for Zhao Ze. His eyes, now swollen to slits, began to fill with rage as he recalled the torment.

The professor, still hesitant, said, "Vice President Fengyu, this drug hasn't completed clinical trials or received approval. If we use it on a human subject now, even if it's successful, it will be illegal and unethical."

"Mm… Ethics, my ass!" Zhao Ze, suddenly abandoning his earlier stance, shouted furiously, "Old man, didn't you use the first-phase drug on Vice President Fengyu without approval before? And now you're talking about ethics? Where were your ethics then?"

At that moment, Ouyang Fengyu adopted a look of righteous determination. "Professor Li, I've always trusted your abilities. I've always believed your talents have been overlooked. Look, the first-phase drug was a success on me; it increased my strength by 20%. So, I trust you with this second-phase drug as well. If this experiment succeeds, I will propose to the company that you be promoted to lead professor."

After a moment of silence, the professor, often labeled as a mad scientist within the company, was swayed. He desperately wanted his research to be recognized, to the point of obsession. Although he knew this experiment violated company policy, laws, and ethics, he decided to take the risk.

"Mm… Professor Li, if the experiment succeeds, what kind of effects can we expect mm?" Zhao Ze asked.

Professor Li's eyes gleamed with fanaticism. "A 300% increase in strength, a 100% increase in body durability, and an overall combat ability boost of 400%!"