Hearing Su Ke'er say that Wan Yunting had moved out last night, his phone was turned off, and he wasn't replying to WeChat messages, made Jiang Tongxin raise an eyebrow. She looked at the swollen eyes of the silly girl, which were like steamed buns. "What are you crying about here? He should be working in the Chinese Medicine Department now. Why don't we go find him and ask him?"
"Oh, right."
Su Ke'er only then reacted, quickly wiping away her tears, "I'm going to put on makeup..."
Ten minutes later, in Li Chenge's office.
"What? Brother Yunting is on leave?"
Su Ke'er exclaimed, and Jiang Tongxin raised an eyebrow, looking at Li Chenge, "Director Li, do you know why he's taking leave?"
"He said he had something to attend to out of town and would return this afternoon at the earliest, or tomorrow morning at the latest," Li Chenge said.
"Sister Jiang, do you think Brother Yunting is angry with me and is deliberately avoiding me?"
Su Ke'er, the little crybaby, started crying again in a wronged manner. Jiang Tongxin quickly comforted her a few words and said to Li Chenge, "Director Li, can you get through to his phone?"
"Yes."
As he spoke, Li Chenge took out his phone and dialed Wan Yunting's number. The result showed that it was suspended, and he shook his head, "Not anymore."
"See?"
Jiang Tongxin said to Su Ke'er, "Director Li can't even get through to his phone. I really don't know what he uses his phone for."
"So, Brother Yunting isn't angry and that's why he's not answering my calls."
Su Ke'er's big eyes lit up. Jiang Tongxin nodded and sighed helplessly, "You silly girl, you're usually so smart, but when it comes to this issue, you're so foolish. Hurry up and come back to work with me."
Saying that, she led Su Ke'er away from the Chinese Medicine Department.
At this moment, Wan Yunting was driving Jin Xiuwen's BMW on the highway, heading towards Xuwen County.
This guy had no idea his phone was suspended due to overdue fees...
Wang Group, on the outskirts of the Huadu business district.
Although it belonged to a third-tier group, Wang Group's businesses had been growing larger in the past two years, with prospects of breaking through to become a second-tier group.
"Here comes the rice-eater king..."
As Wan Dongming walked into the company, employees coming and going pointed fingers at him.
"I heard the chairman transferred him to the marketing department as a manager."
"Tsk tsk, the rice-eater king is about to ascend to heaven."
"Isn't that right? After all, he's the chairman's son-in-law, isn't he?"
Obviously, the entire company knew about this matter.
After Wan Dongming handed over his work at the human resources department, he took his belongings to the marketing department.
The employees in the marketing department indeed pointed fingers and whispered when they saw him, this rice-eater king, transferred to be the manager.
Wan Dongming's expression was blank. He walked directly to Zeng Guo's office with his belongings, as Zeng Guo was the manager of the marketing department. However, he saw that Zeng Guo had not yet moved out.
In the chairman's office.
"Chairman, why did you suddenly transfer me to the human resources department?"
Zeng Guo's eyes widened as he looked at Wang Anrong, who was sitting in the office chair, his face full of confusion. "Do you think my work ability is insufficient, or is it because he, Wan Dongming, is merely your live-in son-in-law, and you're letting him replace me?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the office door was knocked twice. Wan Dongming pushed the door open and saw Zeng Guo there.
"He's here."
Wang Anrong looked up at his son-in-law, ignoring Zeng Guo in front of him. "Little Zeng, quickly go and complete the handover with Manager Wan. He still needs to go to Ziqiang Financial Group this afternoon to sign the loan documents. Don't delay this matter."
"Chairman..."
Zeng Guo was emotional, especially seeing Wan Dongming, which made him even more angry.
If there was anyone in the entire Wang Group who opposed Wan Dongming, it was this Zeng Guo.
Their grievances began in college. Zeng Guo was a person who hated evil as if it were his enemy. Perhaps it was his innate inability to tolerate rich second-generation heirs like Wan Dongming, who were born with a silver spoon in their mouths. Therefore, he had always disliked Wan Dongming since then.
After entering society, Zeng Guo, relying on his own efforts, climbed his way up to the position of marketing department manager at Wang Group.
Seven years ago, he was overjoyed to see Wan Shi Group go bankrupt.
However, two years later, Wan Dongming married into the Wang family and became a live-in son-in-law, which made Zeng Guo feel as if a stone had been lodged in his heart, leaving him extremely depressed.
Therefore, the nickname "rice-eater king" was given to Wan Dongming by Zeng Guo, and it is now widely spread.
Seeing that the chairman was determined to transfer him to the human resources department, Zeng Guo's heart was filled with anger and unwillingness. He pointed at Wan Dongming and said through gritted teeth, "I'd like to see what benefits you can bring to the company sitting in my position."
These words were meant for Wang Anrong to hear!
Zeng Guo angrily pulled open the office door to leave, only to run into Shen Ziqiang, who was approaching with imposing momentum, along with his son Shen Junjie and two bodyguards in black suits.
Wang Anrong's secretary quickly pushed the door open and went in, "Mr. Wang, Mr. Shen is here."
Shen Ziqiang, with a gloomy expression, glanced at Zeng Guo and strode in with his son and two bodyguards.
Zeng Guo raised an eyebrow. He had a premonition that something had happened, so he stood at the door and did not leave.
"Mr. Shen, why are you here?"
Upon seeing Shen Ziqiang, Wang Anrong immediately got up and greeted him with a smile. Then, he turned to Wan Dongming and said, "Quickly go and make a pot of tea."
Wan Dongming, who had reacted, went to get his father-in-law's good tea, turned to the tea table in the office's leisure area, and began to prepare it. Wang Anrong invited Shen Ziqiang and his son to move over. Suddenly, he noticed that Shen Junjie's right hand was bandaged. "Young Master Shen, what happened to your hand?"
"Heh heh." Shen Junjie raised his right hand and sneered at Wang Anrong.
Shen Ziqiang sat in his chair, raised his gaze, and looked at Wan Dongming, who was making tea. "Wan Yunting is your third brother, isn't he?"
Wan Dongming's movements paused. He looked up at Shen Ziqiang. "Mr. Shen knows my third brother?"
"More than just knows."
Shen Junjie pulled a chair with his left hand, sat down with his legs crossed, and pointed to his right hand. "This arm of mine was broken by him!"
"What..."
Wan Dongming and Wang Anrong exclaimed.
"Mr. Wang, the loan we discussed last time needs to be postponed!" Shen Ziqiang said, tapping the tea table with his fingers, his face dark.
Wang Anrong came back to his senses and hurriedly said, "Mr. Shen, didn't we already agree? Why are you suddenly changing your mind?"
"There's no other way. Who told my son's hand to be broken!" Shen Ziqiang said, clearly here for retribution.
Now Wang Anrong was furious. He turned to Wan Dongming and said angrily, "Hurry up and call your brother and ask him what's going on?"
Wan Dongming, who had reacted, quickly took out his phone and dialed. He prayed that it wasn't his third brother who broke Shen Junjie's right hand, otherwise, the trouble would be immense.
"Why is it turned off?"
Wan Dongming was anxious. The display showed that the other party's phone was turned off. He dialed twice more, but still couldn't get through to Wan Yunting's phone.
"Mr. Wang, do you think we are wrongly accusing his third brother!" Shen Ziqiang said with a dark expression.
"No, Mr. Shen, I just want to clarify things."
Wang Anrong repeatedly shook his head and smiled apologetically. At this moment, Zeng Guo, who was standing at the door, suddenly shouted, "Mr. Wang, the one who broke Young Master Shen's right hand is his third brother, Wan Yunting!"
"Zeng Guo, what nonsense are you talking about?" Wan Dongming shouted sternly.
"I'm not talking nonsense."
Zeng Guo walked over. "That night at Lingwei Club, I happened to be there too!"
"You were there too?" Shen Junjie's eyes shifted, and he looked at Zeng Guo coldly.
"Yes, Young Master Shen."
Zeng Guo gave him a meaningful smile before saying to Wang Anrong and Wan Dongming, "That night at Lingwei Club, because Young Master Shen accidentally touched his third brother's friend, Wan Yunting acted and broke Young Master Shen's right hand!"
These words made Shen Junjie's eyes light up. He hadn't directly said that his right hand was broken by Wan Yunting.
Instead, this employee of Wang Group was adding fuel to the fire.