Chapter 87 was already giving him a lot of credit.

Chen Jingyang chuckled lightly, his tone indifferent: "How is he being unreasonable?"

Director Wang didn't detect the suppressed anger in Chen Jingyang's words, thinking he was just asking casually, and said, "He doesn't respect his superiors."

Chen Jingyang nodded expressionlessly and looked at Zhang Pengfei: "He certainly needs to be taught a lesson. Go to my office and wait; I'll talk to you later!"

Zhang Pengfei looked at Chen Jingyang, remained silent for a moment, then turned and walked towards the elevator.

After the elevator went up, Chen Jingyang glanced at the crowd of onlookers and asked, "What's wrong? Is everyone free today?"

The crowd dispersed in an instant.

Director Wang revealed a smug smile and took the opportunity to advise Chen Jingyang: "President Chen, this kind of intern is simply unacceptable. He's terrible and has a very bad influence. If everyone is as disobedient as him, how will we carry out our work in the future?"

Chen Jingyang smiled and said, "That's right. Director Wang, why don't we go to your office and sit down? You can tell me more about it."

Director Wang beamed with joy: "That's wonderful, Mr. Chen, this way please."

"President Chen...!" Lin Zheyan called out nervously, wanting to persuade him, but Chen Jingyang glanced at him, his cold and authoritative gaze drawing a chasm at Lin Zheyan's feet: "Go and inform them that the meeting will be postponed by half an hour!"

Lin Zheyan's heart skipped a beat; that client was an A-level customer!

If the meeting could be postponed by half an hour, why would they rush to the office as soon as they got off the plane?

"Chen...!" Lin Zheyan tried to struggle a little more, but Chen Jingyang's eyes flashed with a fierce light, and his voice was as heavy as dark clouds: "Hurry up and go!"

It forcefully suppressed Lin Zheyan's icy face, causing several lines of worry to appear!

Upon arriving at Director Wang's office, Chen Jingyang didn't sit down. Instead, he looked around the office and asked abruptly, "The soundproofing in this office is pretty good, isn't it?"

Director Wang nodded, with a hint of pride: "Yes, this office is a separate partition with solid walls, so the soundproofing is much better than those offices partitioned with plasterboard."

Chen Jingyang smiled and said, "That's good."

Then, with a "click," the office door was locked from the inside.

Director Wang was taken aback, sensing that something was amiss, and asked Chen Jingyang in confusion, "Mr. Chen, why are you locking the door?"

Chen Jingyang took off his suit jacket, rolled up his shirt sleeves little by little, and said with an extremely gentle expression, "What can we do? Aren't we supposed to be discussing the details?"

"But... we don't need to lock the door, do we?"

"Hey~" Chen Jingyang beckoned Director Wang over: "Some things have to be said behind closed doors!"

Director Wang walked over and stood in front of him, still puzzled: "What are you talking about?"

Chen Jingyang raised his hand and slapped Wang across the face with such force that he knocked Wang to the ground!

"Mr. Chen...!" Director Wang covered his face, staring blankly at Chen Jingyang, both shocked and frightened: "What, what are you doing?!"

Chen Jingyang walked over, squatted down, and slapped him again: "What are you doing? Aren't we discussing the details?"

If you slap Zhang Pengfei once, you'll slap him a hundred times in return!

A dozen minutes later, Chen Jingyang opened the door, straightened his collar, and walked out of Director Wang's office with a smile and a refreshed expression.

That noon, Director Wang did not go to the restaurant for lunch. He ordered takeout but only asked someone to leave it at his office door and not to have it delivered inside.

In the afternoon, the monthly birthday party, which was supposed to be hosted by Director Wang, was instead hosted by Manager Qin.

Then, all documents that required Director Wang's signature that day were postponed unless it was an emergency; urgent documents were signed by Manager Du on his behalf.

Director Wang did not come out of his office or see anyone until the end of the workday.

The next day, Director Wang took leave on the grounds of "illness," with the official explanation being that he had an allergic reaction to something he ate.

Even so, some rumors still circulated among the employees.

Some people said that when he went to deliver documents to Director Wang that day, he heard a faint, crisp "snap" sound coming from the office, accompanied by screams that sounded like ghosts howling, so he didn't dare to knock on the door!

Some people also said that when they went to the restroom while working overtime at night, they happened to run into Director Wang coming out of his office. His face looked like it had been stung by a wasp, and it was swollen like a pig's head!

Some people also said that shortly after Zhang Pengfei went to Chen Jingyang's office, he saw Li Huina hurriedly go to the pharmacy to buy some ice packs and bring them in.

In addition, Zhang Pengfei stayed there until noon and even had lunch with Chen Jingyang.

These rumors eventually came together to form one version: Chen Jingyang beat up the director of the administration department for the sake of an intern named Zhang Pengfei!

"Knock, knock, knock," Chen Qinian's assistant, Zhu Hongzhi, knocked on the door and entered: "Mr. Chen, what can I do for you?"

"Could you check Chen Jingyang's schedule for today?"

Zhu Hongzhi opened his tablet and checked: "General Manager Chen discussed the specific requirements of the customized chip with the algorithm team in conference room 001 from 9:30 to 11:30 this morning, and held an online meeting with Rongcheng Technology from 2:30 to 3:30 in the afternoon to discuss the technical solution."

"From 4:30 to 6:00, we will discuss the details of the negotiations with Zenti in conference room 001. The online negotiation meeting with Zenti will start at 7:30 in the evening and is expected to end at 9:30."

At 1 p.m., Chen Qinian knocked on the door of Chen Jingyang's office.

Chen Jingyang knew he would come sooner or later, so he told Li Huina to pour tea while he continued typing away.

Chen Qinian sat down on the sofa, took a sip of tea, and smiled, "The tea here is still the best."

Chen Jingyang kept his eyes glued to the screen, his fingers never stopping. Amidst the clatter of the keyboard, he chuckled and said, "Really? Then I'll have Li Huina send you that tea later; it's almost expired."

The smile on Chen Qinian's face gradually disappeared like ripples on water.

With time running out and the task heavy, Chen Jingyang didn't have time to waste with Chen Qinian. He told Li Huina to leave, typed the last word, stood up, and sat down opposite Chen Qinian with an air of authority: "Uncle, just say what you want to say. As you can see, I'm quite busy right now."

Chen Qinian put down his teacup and cut to the chase: "Since that's the case, I'll be frank. How could you hit Wang Hu in the company?"

Chen Jingyang chuckled and asked Chen Qinian, "Why can he hit others at the company, but I can't hit him?"

Chen Qinian clicked his tongue: "He's the director of the administration department, over 40 years old. You beat him up like that, where does he put his face?"

Chen Jingyang raised an eyelid, his gaze sharp: "Uncle, do you know how hard it was for me to hold back before I hit him at the front desk? I've already been very lenient with him!"