"Brother, which company do you work for? I was so busy taking you to the office that I didn't have time to ask."

Hearing his brother keep talking about working at his company, Zhang Fan suddenly remembered...

Having no idea where Zhang Fang worked, she asked him out of curiosity.

“I’m the manager of Oriental Investment. If you were working under me, I could use my authority to give you the green light all the way. It would be better than your conditions here.”

Zhang Fang stood at the door, looking at the azure sky, when he heard Zhang Fan ask him which company he worked for.

Thinking that he wanted to follow her, she happily said to him.

“I feel great here. When I lose my job, I will definitely come to you for help.”

Despite such tempting offers, Zhang Fan was still unwilling to leave the Jiang Group and could only decline Zhang Fang's invitation.

"Okay, this is my phone number. If you need any money or supplies, just give me a call."

Seeing his younger brother's stubbornness, Zhang Fang knew that there was no point in saying anything more.

He could only slip his business card into Zhang Fan's hand, give him a few words of advice, and drive away.

After all, Dongfang Shuo was still waiting for his reply at the company, so he couldn't stay here catching up. He could only talk about it when there was nothing else to do.

Zhang Fan stood at the door, watching his brother's car drive away before glancing at the business card, putting it in his pocket, and returning to his security room.

Zhang Fan put the business card in his pocket and wouldn't make the call, because ultimately he wanted to rely on his own efforts and didn't want to depend on Zhang Fang's protection.

Why aren't they back yet?

Dongfang Shuo sat in his office, rhythmically tapping his pen on the desk, glancing at his watch every now and then as he spoke.

"bite……"

Just as Dongfang Shuo was getting anxious, his phone received a text message.

Dongfang Shuo saw the contents of the text message and breathed a sigh of relief.

The matter has been settled, and we're on our way back. (Zhang Fang)

Upon seeing these few words, a smile appeared on Dongfang Shuo's lips. Now he could just quietly wait for Zhang Fang to return.

Twenty minutes later, the office door opened, and Dongfang Shuo looked up at the doorway.

Seeing that it was indeed Zhang Fang who came in, he smiled and said to Zhang Fang.

"You did a good job on this. Tell me about it properly."

Dongfang Shuo got up from his office chair, pulled Zhang Fang to sit on the sofa, happily poured Zhang Fang a cup of tea, and was eager to know the details of Zhang Fang's conversation with Lu Fan.

"Actually, I went to Jiang's Group to discuss cooperation with Lu Fan's wife. Now Lu Fan has handed over all the company's affairs to his wife, Jiang Manyue."

When Zhang Fang heard Dongfang Shuo ask him a question, he recalled what had just happened and then lowered his head to answer Dongfang Shuo.

"Lu Fan's wife? I didn't expect Lu Fan to be a henpecked husband. Hahaha, what a remarkable woman she is, I'm really interested in meeting her."

Hearing how the once arrogant Lu Fan's wife had been completely subdued, he laughed loudly, also wanting to meet Jiang Manyue.

"You absolutely must not see her. She's not someone you can easily talk to."

Hearing that Dongfang Shuo still wanted to see Jiang Manyue, Zhang Fang thought of Jiang Manyue's appearance, pursed his lips, and reminded Dongfang Shuo.

"From what you're saying, Jiang Manyue is even more troublesome than Lu Fan. I dealt with Lu Fan easily, and you've already met Jiang Manyue, haven't you? If she were really difficult to talk to, would you have been able to reach a cooperation agreement with them? It would be strange if she didn't ask you for an exorbitant amount."

Seeing Zhang Fang's frightened expression, Dongfang Shuo remained unconvinced.

Looking at Zhang Fang, who had returned after the talks, he felt that he was still better than Zhang Fang. If Zhang Fang could fight back against the other party, then he must be better than the other party.

"Yes, that's true. If Young Master were to meet Jiang Manyue, she wouldn't stand a chance against you."

To save face, Zhang Fang didn't reveal what had actually happened.

Thinking to myself that since the matter has already been accomplished, the process is not important at all.

Zhang Fang could only smile and offer compliments to Dongfang Shuo's confidence.

What are their conditions?

Dongfang Shuo was also very happy, but he was not blindly confident.

After all, Lu Fan was no pushover, and then asked Zhang Fang.

"The conditions remain the same, but you need to go there in person. After all, some specific matters need to be clarified in person."

"Although it hasn't been reduced, thankfully there aren't any additional conditions. Just a reminder, once I've finished what I'm doing, we'll go and have a proper talk with Lu Fan."

Hearing Zhang Fang's words, he was quite satisfied and nodded.

——

On the other side is the office of the general manager of the Oriental Group.

Are you acting strangely again?

Old Master Qu angrily smashed the teacup on the ground and loudly rebuked the music score.

No, that's all nonsense.

When Qu Pu saw his father take out a whip, he took a few steps back in fear and quickly waved his hands in denial.

"Xiao Zhang, tell me, what did he do today?"

Seeing that her son still wouldn't admit it, the housekeeper angrily asked Zhang Xinlei, who was standing next to her.

"Manager Qu took a fancy to Liu Shang's secretary at Shanggong Group... that's how it is."

Zhang Xinlei looked at the sheet music squatting on the ground, then at the angry Mr. Qu, and recounted what had happened exactly as it had been.

"You, you, Dad, she's talking nonsense!"

Hearing that Zhang Xinlei had told her father everything about going to Shanggong Group, he was so frightened that his body trembled, and he pointed at Zhang Xinlei while still making a last-ditch attempt to deny it.

"You still won't tell the truth now? Have I told you? I told you to keep your crotch in check. Even if our Qu family doesn't have any male heirs, I'll still correct this bad habit of yours!"

Old Master Qu hated lecherous people the most in his life, especially when faced with his own son's behavior.

Originally hoping his son would become a dragon among men, Master Qu angrily pointed his whip at the scoreboard.

"Hmph, you won't let me do whatever I want just because you did it before? Why can you but I can't!"

After being whipped a dozen times by his father, the boy angrily grabbed the whip, stood up, and said to his father.

"What, what are you saying?"

Upon hearing the music score, Master Qu's eyes showed obvious panic, but he still tried to remain calm and asked the music score a question in return.

"Didn't you..."

Now, the sheet music is fearless; since it has already contradicted itself, it's ready to reveal everything it knows.

"The traitor! The traitor! Ask for a beating!"

Just as he was about to speak from the sheet music, Master Qu angrily kicked it to the ground.

He angrily whipped the sheet music.