Chapter 31 - 31 027 Slap in the Face

31: Chapter 027: Slap in the Face 31: Chapter 027: Slap in the Face After He Jiaqiang left, Ye Fan turned around and saw Lu Xiaoman looking up at him, her gaze filled with gratitude and tenderness. S~eaʀᴄh the Nôvel(F)ire.ηet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. “Ye Fan, thank you,” Lu Xiaoman said softly. Ye Fan chuckled and spread his hands. “Thank me for what? People like He Jiaqiang are bullies who are cowards at heart. The more you fear him, the more he thinks he’s the supreme ruler. You shouldn’t be polite to him.” “Mm,” Lu Xiaoman responded, then lowered her head, pondering whether to tell Ye Fan about He Jiaqiang forcing her to be his mistress. However, considering Ye Fan was just a new employee without any power or influence, she dismissed the idea. She knew that given Ye Fan’s personality, once he learned about it, he would definitely make a scene and the entire Emali Group would find out. Even if she was completely justified, He Jiaqiang was not only the assistant manager but his uncle by marriage, Lu Yuansheng, was also the group’s deputy general manager. To quickly eradicate any negative impact, the group would surely fire her and Ye Fan. Her mother urgently needed a lot of money for chemotherapy for breast cancer, so she dared not risk getting fired. Seeing Lu Xiaoman silent and seemingly deep in thought, Ye Fan asked, “What are you thinking about? You seem so lost.” “Ah!” Lu Xiaoman came back to her senses with a start, somewhat flustered, and said, “Nothing, nothing at all.” “Really?” Ye Fan asked with a smile. “Really,” Lu Xiaoman diverted the topic, “How’s your headhunting of Gao Feng going?” “Hehe, of course, it’s settled. Who do you think took care of it?” Ye Fan laughed. “I signed the contract this morning.” As he spoke, he checked the time and realized it was already past nine. “Uh, it’s past nine, I need to contact him to sign the contract,” he added. Lu Xiaoman sighed with relief, “That’s good. You go ahead, don’t keep him waiting too long and change his mind.” “Hehe, how could he change his mind on such an important matter? Even if I made him wait a few days, he’d still sign the contract obediently,” Ye Fan confidently stated. … … By ten, Ye Fan and Gao Feng had entered the Hua Hai public notary office and signed the wager contract. After signing the contract, they found a cafe to sit down, where Ye Fan handed over a check to Gao Feng before making him sign Emali Group’s job-switching contract. After signing the contract, Gao Feng stood up, extended his hand to Ye Fan with a somewhat ingratiating smile, “Ye Fan, we’re colleagues now, please take good care of me.” Although Ye Fan claimed he was just a minor employee at Emali Group, Gao Feng didn’t believe it. Who, being a minor employee, would bet one million out of their own pocket on getting him to sign a contract without even batting an eyelid? “Hehe, don’t mention it,” Ye Fan stood up and shook hands with Gao Feng, “By the way, about our wager, please don’t mention it to anyone.” “Got it, got it,” Gao Feng nodded repeatedly. Then, Ye Fan took the freshly signed contract and drove his second-hand Alto back to Emali Group. Gao Feng also drove back to Yuhe Group to submit his resignation. Of course, Gao Feng wouldn’t start at Emali Group the next day. For a high-level talent like him, the shortest notice period was one month, but it could be three months or even half a year. Emali Group wasn’t in a rush for Gao Feng to start either, as the group hadn’t officially approved the new biomedicine project internally. While driving leisurely back, Ye Fan couldn’t help but ponder the new biomedicine project. Only a fool would throw away a million yuan for nothing. Even though he wasn’t worried about the million, he was clearly not a fool. “From what Sister Xiaoman and Manager Cao revealed, it seems this new project might not even get off the ground,” Ye Fan thought to himself, “I need to quietly follow up on this new project; it’s related to my million.” … … After He Jiaqiang scurried back to his office, he downed two cups of tea to calm his nerves and took over half an hour to recover. Thinking about how Ye Fan had grabbed him by the neck and threatened him mid-air, he couldn’t help but feel a surge of rage and venom. He was a leader, yet he had been openly threatened by a mere employee. Moreover, he hadn’t dared to retaliate or even drop a pretense of resistance. The more he thought about it, the more annoyed he became, and his hatred for Ye Fan deepened to the point of being irreconcilable. He wanted to go back and verbally lash out at Ye Fan using his authority to reclaim his dignity, but he was too apprehensive to act. Slap! He suddenly slammed the desk with all his strength, his face twisting ferociously, his eyes full of spite and rage as he gritted his teeth and shouted, “Ye Fan, if I don’t kick you out of Emali Group, I no longer carry the He surname!” He paused, then added hatefully, “Cao Guoqiang, if you dare to cover for Ye Fan again, I’ll eliminate you too!” “Hmph, today is the last day, that barbaric brute Ye Fan will never manage to poach Gao Feng!” … … At about eleven forty, just minutes before the lunch break, suddenly the phone rang. “Manager He, please come to my office,” Cao Guoqiang’s voice came through the phone. “Got it.” After hanging up, He Jiaqiang left his office and headed to Cao Guoqiang’s office. Just as he reached Cao Guoqiang’s office door, he immediately saw Ye Fan also present, sitting on the sofa talking with Cao Guoqiang. Seeing Ye Fan, his eyes immediately flashed with deep-seated spite, but he couldn’t help feeling frustrated internally, quickly hiding his spiteful gaze. He knocked on the open office door, and Cao Guoqiang stopped talking to Ye Fan, turned his head, and smilingly called out, “Manager He, come in and talk.” He Jiaqiang walked in and sat down on another sofa. “Manager He, last Friday Ye Fan said he would get Gao Feng to sign a contract and switch over to our group within three days,” Cao Guoqiang chuckled and handed a document from the coffee table to He Jiaqiang, then continued, “This is the employment contract Gao Feng signed with our group, take a look.” Holding the A4-sized printed contract in his hands, He Jiaqiang thought he had heard wrong. He quickly flipped through the contract, only to find that it indeed bore a signature. “Impossible!!!” Thinking he had victory in his grasp, he angrily slapped the contract onto the coffee table and exclaimed, “Gao Feng could never switch to Emali Group!” How could this be? How could this be? It’s as impossible as the sun rising from the west! I’ve talked to Gao Feng so many times; he always refused, didn’t even want to discuss it, not to mention last Friday, I deliberately provoked him! The contract must be fake; Gao Feng never signed it, it must be that punk Ye Fan faking Gao Feng’s signature because he couldn’t complete the task and was afraid of being fired. Yes, that must be it! Thinking this, he suddenly felt elated and immediately said to Cao Guoqiang, “This contract is fake. Gao Feng never signed it!” Cao Guoqiang frowned and asked, “Manager He, why are you so certain Gao Feng did not sign? The contract clearly has Gao Feng’s signature.” “This…” He Jiaqiang was at a loss for words. Ye Fan mocked coldly, “Of course he’s certain. Because he’s been tampering with the attempt to poach Gao Feng.” “Ye Fan, don’t talk nonsense without evidence!” He Jiaqiang huffed. Ye Fan was too lazy to argue with such a person and simply said, “If you think it’s fake, just call Gao Feng and verify it yourself.” “Fine, I will!” He Jiaqiang shouted, immediately pulling out his phone to make the call. He didn’t believe for a second that Ye Fan could have convinced Gao Feng to switch to Emali Group in three days. The call connected quickly. “Gao Feng, did you sign a contract to switch to Emali Group?” he asked directly. “That’s right,” came the reply from the phone. “What?” He Jiaqiang jumped up, thinking he had misheard, and said excitedly, “You, you really signed a contract with Ye Fan? Impossible! Are you sure you heard my question right?” On the phone, Gao Feng answered coldly, “I heard you perfectly clear. I’ve already signed a contract with Ye Fan to switch to Emali Group.” With that, he immediately hung up the phone. He Jiaqiang had been involved in the corporate world for many years; he could vaguely guess the dirty tricks between Ye Fan and He Jiaqiang. Plus, he really despised He Jiaqiang. Phone still pressed to his ear, the beeping tone of the ended call resounded, an outcome he just couldn’t accept. “How can this be? How can this be?” he muttered to himself unconsciously. [Many thanks to the readers 1144002184 and Bing Fa Chao Ge for their rewards. During the release of this new book, I sincerely seek all readers’ support. Please collect, reward, and recommend.]