Assistant Wang felt like he was about to die—he sped up his speech: “General Manager Zhang signed the wrong name, so the contract is not legally valid. We need to communicate with General Manager Zhang and have him sign it again.”
"Should we bring Mr. Zhang back again?"
After finishing his sentence, Assistant Wang muted his microphone... He felt that the question he had asked was indeed a bit stupid.
Cheng Jixue: Why don't you take me with you?
A note from the author:
Excellent!! The goose has received a physical beating for the stinky little devil!
He's finished!! (Schadenfreude)
This is probably the most heart-wrenching part of the whole story. Oh, you all know who I am! I would never put shards of glass in a sweet story!
Dian Dian: What does it have to do with me, Zhang Chao'e, if you're looking for Zhang Chaohe? •jpg;
My dearest babies!
Thank you so much for your support! I will continue to work hard!
Chapter 82
Zhang Chaohe was still quite calm at the moment.
It's like stepping off a drop tower and entering a state of profound stillness and emptiness, a kind of sage-like tranquility. Surprisingly, I'm neither angry nor sad; my mind is filled with only one thought.
Oh, he probably finds it amusing that I talk bad about Ji Er in front of him.
As soon as Zhang Chaohe stepped out, he hailed a taxi—his bodyguard team was waiting outside to serve the VIP with utmost sincerity, but when the VIP came out, he was extremely angry, glaring at anyone who would die, and looking at anyone who would faint; no one dared to stop him.
Zhang Chaohe was left destitute in Beijing and had no choice but to return to the wedding banquet of Young Master Chu. There he found Ms. Zhao waiting for him at the door... Her face was as flat as a steel plate, cold and terrifying, like a world-destroying giant ready to destroy the world.
Since it was the wedding banquet of Mr. Chu's son, a longtime friend, it was not appropriate to cause trouble. So Mr. Zhang stayed behind to clean up the mess, while Ms. Zhao took her youngest son and left first.
As soon as the two got into the car, Ms. Zhao sighed, "Are you alright?"
Zhang Chaohe thought for a moment: "Not bad?" He then asked, "What about my older brother?"
Ms. Zhao's smile was sinister: "How could I possibly control Mr. Zhang?"
Having navigated the social circles of wives so skillfully, how could Ms. Zhao not be adept at these basic social skills? Clearly, the Ji family had a foolproof plan, except for keeping it a secret from her, Old Zhang, and her stubborn youngest son.
She looked at her pale-faced youngest son with heartache: "Let's go home, Diandian, let's go home."
That kid surnamed Ji will definitely keep pestering us these next few days. Ms. Zhao plans to hire dozens of bodyguards to surround the Zhang family and not let a single fly in!
Although Zhang Chaohe was resting with his eyes closed, he shook his head upon hearing this: "No, he should have property back home. Why should I go to live somewhere else? No, why should I go to live somewhere else?"
It's not like I did anything wrong. If anyone should be kicked out, it should be Cheng Jixue—oh right, his name is Ji Tingduan.
The thought of how he used to sweetly call her Duanduan made Zhang Chaohe tremble with anger... What kind of stupid original work is this? What kind of dogshit plot is this? He had calculated everything, even including Fu Xuezhu, but he hadn't calculated that the main characters were the same person!
How amusing—he worries every day about how to get rid of Ji Er and marry his wife, but Ji Er is right beside him, laughing at all his antics.
Excellent, absolutely excellent! He should have struck first and directly committed a crime by smuggling Ji Er into a sack!
Zhang Chaohe was burning with rage—compared to the anger of being fooled by the original work, Cheng Jixue's deception was clearly the fatal blow, like sincerely feeding a dog, leaving him exhausted with an indescribable bitterness.
However, he was much stronger than he had imagined. He even managed to calmly take out his phone and block all of Cheng Jixue's contact information before calling Assistant Chen to come to his house to pack his things and change the fingerprint lock and password.
Ms. Zhao was clearly surprised that Zhang Chaohe could still think calmly. She fidgeted with her fingers and asked cautiously, "Dian Dian, do you... intend to forgive him?"
Zhang Chaohe, who was frowning and quickly shutting down various application permissions and unbinding various associated services, sneered when he heard this: "Of course, after all, he will still be the eldest brother's second uncle in the future."
Ms. Zhao: I understand.
She was extremely worried about Dian Dian's mental state. Although Zhang Chaohe seemed calm and composed, his fingers were trembling as he pressed the phone screen, clearly indicating that he was very angry.
As the saying goes, "Either you explode in silence or you become a monster in silence," Ms. Zhao earnestly suggested, "Why don't you call him and give him a piece of your mind?"
Zhang Chaohe paused for a moment, then readily removed Cheng Jixue's phone number from the blacklist and dialed the number.
Cheng Jixue answered the phone almost immediately after it rang. His voice was hoarse and deep as he anxiously said, "Dian Dian—"
Zhang Chaohe ruthlessly interrupted his explanations and excuses, speaking clearly and expressionlessly into the microphone: "The penalty for breach of contract will be transferred to you later. Don't contact me again. And that's all!"
He deliberately remained silent until Cheng Jixue was about to try to appeal to her emotions again, at which point Zhang Chaohe immediately spoke up maliciously: "You'd better thank your father for not wanting to waste the phone bill, otherwise he would have cursed you so badly that even the animal protection association wouldn't stand up for you, and you would have been reduced to dust and thrown into the Pacific Ocean to feed the fish!"
Zhang Chaohe hung up the phone, quickly blocked it, then threw his phone onto the car seat and forcefully covered his eyes with his palms.
How could this happen?
It feels like a dream.
Meanwhile, Cheng Jixue remained motionless in the position of answering the phone, his knuckles clenched so tightly they turned white—he slowly and gently adjusted his heartbeat with his breath, and it took him a long time to calm down.
He absolutely cannot stop Zhang Chaohe in Beijing... Given Zhang Chaohe's stubborn and inflexible personality, whatever he does will most likely backfire.
He could only hope that Zhang Chaohe's mindset would calm down a bit after returning to H City, so he could find another opportunity to explain.
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Assistant Chen was completely unaware of the situation.
It seems that while the boss was attending a wedding, the once-favored concubine not only lost favor but was even banished to the cold palace.
He was first sent to Mr. Zhang's house to pack up the concubine's things, and later he was also tasked with changing the password... However, as soon as Assistant Chen pushed open the door of Mr. Zhang's house, he saw the cute Caiye looking at him obediently with her head tilted.
Assistant Chen felt a pang of pity and squatted down to pat the poor child's head: "Your dad and mom are divorced, who do you live with?"
The leafy greens couldn't understand what the two-legged creature was saying. It nuzzled against the familiar creature in an attempt to exchange it for some greens, fish, and shrimp. But the shameless two-legged creature simply pushed aside a large box that was spread out on the ground and began picking and choosing things to put into the box.
The vegetable leaf, feeling ignored, flew into a rage and immediately produced diarrhea in protest!
They were all stuck to his dad's white shirt and coat.
Assistant Chen: He was at a loss and called Boss Zhang for instructions, only to hear Boss Zhang grit his teeth and say in a sinister voice, "Good! Let the cabbage leaves sprout even more!"
Based on Assistant Chen's experience, young couples should never be the first to speak out when they have a fight!
He was trying to gauge the extent of Mr. Zhang's anger to see if the concubine would ever rise again. So he cautiously asked, "Mr. Zhang, have you... broken up with Mr. Cheng?"
"Break up?" Mr. Zhang's voice was as deep and magnetic as ever, completely devoid of any extra emotion: "I never break up unless I'm widowed."
Ms. Zhao looked on with admiration!
Assistant Chen was shocked. How could it be so serious? He immediately rushed to complete all the tasks assigned by General Manager Zhang, but he did not dare to act rashly regarding General Manager Zhang's proposal to terminate the contract. Instead, he chose to communicate with Cheng Xuelan first.
Cheng Xuelan was furious when she heard this—Zhang Chaohe had promised her that Cheng Jixue would not follow in the footsteps of the Best Actress when he asked her to come out of retirement, and now the two of them were breaking up.
Break up is fine, but Zhang Chaohe actually wants to force a contract termination? No way!
She called Zhang Chaohe herself, but as soon as he answered, she noticed something was off about her boss. Cheng Xuelan's heart tightened, but her boss calmly replied, "I'll just give you another one, won't I? A single-eyelid heartthrob, highly educated and multi-talented, he'll definitely become the next big thing!"
Cheng Xuelan was completely confused, but Zhang Chaohe just wanted Cheng Jixue to get out of his world, so he agreed with Cheng Xuelan to meet again at the company later.
Ms. Zhao, hearing that Zhang Chaohe seemed determined to throw himself into work, worried that he might develop health problems from being cooped up, tried to persuade him to prioritize his health and discuss other matters later. Zhang Chaohe, however, gave a cold laugh: "Anger is the best catalyst for work!"
Zhang Chaohe and Cheng Jixue took a private plane one after the other and rushed back to H City. Cheng Jixue sped all the way home and saw a gleaming suitcase standing alone at the door. He took a deep breath and slowly entered the password.
The combination lock defiantly emitted a sharp, long beep.
Cheng Jixue stood at the door with his head down, quickly considering where Zhang Chaohe was most likely to be. Given the timeline, there was absolutely no way Zhang Chaohe would have time to come back, pack him up, and throw him out of the house; the most likely scenario was that Assistant Chen would do it for him…
Then he will definitely go back to the company to handle contract matters, hoping to get himself out of his world as quickly as possible!
Cheng Jixue immediately went downstairs and drove to the headquarters of Jiasheng, hoping to get a chance to explain herself!
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Zhang Chaohe did indeed arrive at Jiasheng immediately. All his assistants witnessed him lose his usual approachable smile and rush to his office with a terrible dark cloud hanging over his head.
Assistant Chen was already on standby, and he was about to report to General Manager Zhang the potential losses that might result from forcibly ending the contract with Cheng Jixue, when he saw General Manager Zhang casually pull a clean A4 sheet of paper out of the printer.
Then, with an unfriendly expression, Xiao Zhang picked up a black marker and wrote the words "Ji Tingduan and dogs are not allowed to enter" in large characters on the paper!
Assistant Chen: ? Who is Ji Tingduan? A love rival?
Before he could guess what was going on, he saw Xiao Zhang touch the paper with his fingertips, looking both heartbroken and devastated. Assistant Chen was about to offer his boss some comfort when Xiao Zhang crumpled the paper, grabbed a new A4 sheet, and rewrote, "Ji Tingduan is not allowed to enter!"
Zhang Chaohe: The dog is innocent and cannot be compared to the idiot Ji Er!
He handed the paper to Assistant Chen: "Go and stick this on my office door. Oh, and make sure that Cheng Jixue is not allowed to come here."
Assistant Chen: Oh dear, the Imperial Concubine has been reduced to a commoner!
He was slightly gloating—and went out to carry out the order, then used transparent tape to stick the handwritten words of General Manager Zhang on the front door!
However, just as he smoothed out the four corners, a handsome young man wearing glasses appeared silently behind him. Assistant Chen turned around and almost mistook him for Cheng Jixue!
The other party does indeed bear a resemblance to the Imperial Concubine... Assistant Chen thought in horror, "Young Master Zhang is so quick to act, he's already found a stand-in?"
As expected, even the love stories of the wealthy ultimately fall into the trap of using substitutes in fiction!
The handsome man looked up and carefully read the large characters on the door, then revealed a genuinely gloating smile. His voice was elegant but not pretentious: "Hello, my name is Fu Xuezhu. Mr. Zhang just asked to meet me in his office. Please let him know."
Assistant Chen had indeed just received directives from General Manager Zhang, saying that someone named Fu Xuezhu would be arriving shortly and should not be stopped. He was about to tell the handsome stand-in to come in when he suddenly heard the elevator's arrival time, and then someone was rushing over.
In the blink of an eye, Cheng Jixue appeared in Assistant Chen's sight. His expression was strong but he could not hide his vulnerability, like a beautiful butterfly that had just experienced a storm. However, the next second, when the delicate butterfly saw the figure behind him, his expression immediately changed. Frost invaded Cheng Jixue's beautiful and delicate eyebrows and eyes, and even revealed a strong aggressiveness.
Assistant Chen was taken aback. He saw Cheng Jixue step forward and meet Fu Xuezhu's gaze. The two locked eyes for a moment before Fu Xuezhu suddenly looked away and asked softly, "Assistant Chen, may I go in?"
Forced into the fray, Assistant Chen could only grit his teeth and reply, "Please come in."
Cheng Jixue seemed to want to follow him in, but his gaze suddenly froze on the piece of paper that General Manager Zhang had just written. Assistant Chen seized the opportunity to step in front of him and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, General Manager Zhang said he doesn't want to see you. Please go back first."
Cheng Jixue pursed his lips, looking both forlorn and helpless, but Fu Xuezhui added fuel to the fire: "Then I'll go in first, Mr. Cheng."
"Please wait patiently."
After saying that, he pushed open the office door—the paper on the door fluttered in the wind for a moment before slowly falling back down. Cheng Jixue watched as Zhang Chaohe's silhouette was briefly reflected in the narrow crack of the door before being immediately obscured by the thick door panel.
His last sight was of Fu Xuezhu's smile.
His smile, with its exact same curve, was full of triumph.
A note from the author:
Others' identities were exposed, and the "cremation" scene began in the comments section: "Waaaaah, so heartbreaking! Kill that scumbag!"
My comment section: Hahahahahahahahahahahaha;
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