Director Liao in the provincial capital was in a state of utter panic.
Unable to contact Wu Changfeng repeatedly, he developed a sore throat and a large blood blister formed on the corner of his mouth.
The higher-ups kept asking about the progress.
Everything related to earning foreign exchange is currently the top priority.
It wouldn't be an exaggeration to even grab someone by the ear and roar at them.
Mike would come over every now and then and ask: What do you mean by showing me off every day?
You were the ones who signed the contract, and you're also the ones who amended it.
This has wasted several days of time, and it's all your fault.
You don't even treat us foreigners like human beings!
Director Liao was running around frantically, making excuses one after another, jumping up and down in a panic.
I hesitated whether to call the police.
"Did someone take care of Wu Changfeng?" Director Liao asked, gripping the phone receiver in his office, wanting to call the police.
But at that moment...
The door opened.
A familiar voice came from outside the door: "Is Director Liao here?"
Director Liao hung up the phone, hurriedly opened the door, glanced inside, and immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
He said, with a mixture of joy and rebuke, "Wu Changfeng! You have absolutely no organization or discipline!"
Wu Changfeng leaned against the door, chuckling, "I encountered some unexpected trouble. I'm so glad I came back alive; it's all thanks to the blessings of the gods and Buddhas."
Director Liao was surprised for a moment, then said, "We don't believe in that stuff."
"Come in quickly."
Wu Changfeng brushed the dust off his body and, without any hesitation, grabbed a teacup and gulped it down.
Director Liao then carefully observed Wu Changfeng.
This guy looks like he just came out of a slum or crawled out of a coal mine.
His clothes were all wrinkled and crumpled.
It was so dirty that even beggars wouldn't give way to it.
Where is the demeanor of a big boss now?
Director Liao's expression was stern, and his tone carried a hint of severity: "What's wrong with you? Where have you been?"
Wu Changfeng let out a long breath, his expression uneasy, and said anxiously, "It's a long story..."
Wu Changfeng recounted Chicheng's ordeal.
She emphasized that she had been bullied, her car had been impounded, and she had almost lost her life.
Director Liao listened with trepidation, exclaiming, "What era are we living in! How dare they double-cross each other? The iron fist of justice hasn't been wielded for years, and these scoundrels are running rampant again!"
Wu Changfeng waved his hand, still shaken: "I can't win, I can't win. 'Poor mountains and bad waters breed unruly people,' the saying may be crude, but the truth is right. I've seen it for myself."
Although Director Liao was very angry, he couldn't reach that far, since Chicheng was a city in another province.
However, Director Liao still said, "How about this, I'll use my connections to get your car out."
"Don't worry about the past now, you have an important mission now."
Wu Changfeng nodded: "It's alright, we can just give up the car. There's no need to beg for favors from other departments like a grandson."
"I know the important task is just revising the contract, isn't it?"
Director Liao took out the contract that had been revised long ago: "Mike has been waiting for several days and is already impatient."
Wu Changfeng laughed and said, "That's because you were scared by him. Director Liao, remember this: when it comes to making money, people can be more patient than hunters."
"If Mike had gotten impatient, he would have just gotten up and left. Why was he arguing with us?"
Director Liao gave a wry smile: "You, your mouth is full of fallacies. But we can't keep the foreign guests waiting indefinitely, can we?"
"Where's your stamp? Stamp it, and I'll send the contract to Mike. That'll be the end of it."
Wu Changfeng patted his pocket.
Then he emptied the backpack out.
Sobbing and splashing...
A pile of small odds and ends, including keys, cigarettes, matches, a wallet, and an ID card.
There's no stamp!
Wu Changfeng's face turned pale instantly, and he frantically searched for the items.
Finally, his lips turned purple as he said, "Director Liao... I... this is... terrible!"
"Don't panic, what's wrong?"
Although Director Liao told him not to panic, he had already started searching for the seals.
"Damn it, I left Zhang in the car!"
Holy crap!
As a highly educated intellectual, Director Liao also blurted out something after hearing Wu Changfeng's words.
The tension I'd been holding for the past few days instantly crumbled at that moment.
Director Liao slumped into his chair, his eyes vacant.
He looked utterly hopeless, as if he had seen through the vanity of the world.
Wu Changfeng waved his arm in front of Director Liao.
well?
Is this considered a blow?
Surely not?
Wu Changfeng nudged him: "Director Liao? Director Liao?"
Director Liao grunted in agreement, his tone indifferent: "Now I have two choices. First, write a self-criticism."
"Second, resign and start your own business."
"You also have two choices."
"First, get the seal back for me. Second, go home."
Wu Changfeng smiled enigmatically: "It's not that bad. How could Director Liao be so pessimistic?"
Director Liao slammed his fist on the table: "Do you know how many days I've been waiting for the contract to be revised? I've been getting yelled at by my superiors for not keeping up with the pace, and I'm being pressured by Mike so much that I'm losing my hair!"
"I've been waiting for you to come back for so long, and you tell me the seal isn't here!"
"I'm so tired, I need to rest."
Wu Changfeng rubbed his nose: "My dear Director Liao, you need to pull yourself together! We can get the document back!"
Director Liao sighed: "Let's sort this out properly. The contract revision requires your seal, but your seal was left in the car, and your car was impounded in Chicheng."
"Regardless of any disputes involved, they have a legitimate reason, don't they?"
"How do we get your car back? Come on, tell me, what do we do!"
Director Liao was devastated.
This is like an old sow wearing a bra, one set after another.
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