"Asshole!"
Su Muqiu said coldly, "If there's nothing else, I'm hanging up."
"Don't be like that."
Su Wenchao said smugly, "Cousin, guess where I am and what I'm doing right now?"
"I'm not interested in knowing!"
Just as Su Muqiu was about to hang up, Su Wenchao's voice came through again, "Such a killjoy. Fine, I'll tell you. I just called President Wang, President Li, and President Zhao. They've agreed to let me take over from you and continue the cooperation."
"I'm on my way to the Zhao Group now. In ten minutes, I'll be signing the contract with President Zhao in person, followed by President Wang and President Li. I must thank you, cousin, for all the groundwork you've done."
"Cousin plants the tree, and I enjoy the shade. It's quite the story in the business world, hahaha..."
Su Muqiu's face turned ashen.
Her hand shook, and the phone nearly slipped from her grip.
Despicable!
After Xiao Zhan disrupted the engagement ceremony, Su Muqiu had anticipated that Su Wenchao wouldn't let it go easily. She was mentally prepared, but she never expected him to act so quickly.
"This was Grandpa's decision, so don't blame me. If you want to blame someone, blame your husband for being too impulsive, daring to act violently in front of Grandpa. It's like slapping him in the face."
Su Wenchao laughed, "Without clients, kicked out of the company, your family of four... oh, my mistake, now it's a family of five, might just have to go live on air."
With that, he hung up.
Su Muqiu stood there, her whole body stiff, tears she had managed to hold back now threatening to spill over, feeling utterly wronged.
Two years of effort, gone in flames!
Liu Hongxiu and Su Jiancheng exchanged glances, their faces equally grim, about to comfort Su Muqiu when Xiao Zhan suddenly appeared at the bedroom door, saying in a deep voice, "I was the one who hit him. I'll handle this."
Everyone was taken aback.
You handle it?
Liu Hongxiu glared angrily at Xiao Zhan, daring to be angry but not daring to speak.
"No."
Su Muqiu shook her head, her eyes red, "If you go, it'll only make things worse. It's just a job. If it's gone, I can find another. I refuse to believe that outside the Su Family, there's no place for us in this city."
Without waiting for Xiao Zhan's response, Su Muqiu turned and went to the kitchen.
Her strength made Xiao Zhan's heart ache.
Five years ago, she was innocently caught up in the Xiao Family's plot against Xiao Zhan, gave birth to a daughter for him, and endured the cold stares of outsiders. Now that Xiao Zhan had returned as a king, how could he let her suffer even a little more?
Not even a bit!
So, Xiao Zhan took out his phone and sent a message...
...
Outside the Zhao Group's main entrance.
A black BMW slowly came to a stop. Su Wenchao pushed the door open and got out, holding a pre-prepared contract, his face full of spring and confidence, excitement evident on his face.
To snatch Su Muqiu's clients so smoothly was a surprise even to Su Wenchao.
"Those old foxes must have heard about Su Muqiu marrying a rapist, knowing her position in the Su Group is no longer secure, so they switched sides and kicked her while she was down..."
Su Wenchao thought to himself.
The business world is like a battlefield; assessing the situation and avoiding danger is the way to survive.
"I'm here to see President Zhao."
Su Wenchao approached the front desk, chin raised, exuding arrogance, and slapped the contract down, "President Zhao scheduled me for tea and signing at noon."
The receptionist was taken aback, "May I ask... sir, your surname?"
"My surname is Su!"
Su Wenchao smiled, "General Manager of the Su Group, Su Wenchao."
"Su Wenchao?"
The receptionist's expression turned peculiar, subtly signaling to the security guards opposite. Quickly, four guards surrounded him, two on each side, grabbing Su Wenchao's arms without a word and lifting him up.
"What are you doing?"
Su Wenchao was shocked, struggling and shouting angrily, "I'll say it again, I'm the General Manager of the Su Group! President Zhao personally invited me here! Let go of me, you bastards!" Enjoying the story? Read on at novelping . com.
Bang!
Just as he finished cursing, a kick landed on his backside, making Su Wenchao grimace in pain.
"You f***ing..."
In an instant, Su Wenchao was furious, his anger reaching new heights. He turned to glare, instinctively about to curse, but seeing the figure standing behind him, his expression changed drastically, and he didn't dare utter a word.
He stammered, "President... President Zhao?"
The one who kicked him was none other than the owner of the Zhao Group, Zhao Yongrong.
Zhao Yongrong's face was extremely displeased.
"President Zhao, what is this?"
Su Wenchao was utterly confused, not knowing what he had done wrong or how he had offended Zhao Yongrong. Damn, this wasn't how he imagined it would go.
Earlier on the phone, Zhao Yongrong was polite. How did things turn so quickly?
"F*** you!"
Zhao Yongrong didn't bother explaining, charging forward with another kick, sending Su Wenchao sprawling on the ground, "Dare to set me up, I'll skin you alive!"
"President Zhao, please, don't hit me..."
Su Wenchao was nearly in tears, protesting his innocence, "There must be some misunderstanding here. Even if you gave me the courage, I wouldn't dare set you up. I sincerely came to sign the contract with you."
"Sign my ass!"
Zhao Yongrong pinned Su Wenchao to the ground, unleashing a flurry of punches and kicks, only stopping after half a minute, coldly saying, "Our contract with the Su Group is only signed with Su Muqiu. If she doesn't come, even if that old bastard Su Bingtian shows up, it won't work!"
"Su Muqiu? This, this, this..."
Su Wenchao was utterly dumbfounded, "Why is that?"
"Throw him out!"
With that, Zhao Yongrong waved his hand, and the four security guards stepped forward, dragging Su Wenchao to the company entrance and tossing him out like trash.