Chapter 058: The President’s Double
Qi Yu hung up the phone and thought back on the entire thing. Inexplicably, what Fu Yansheng said last Thursday night, “They’re just flesh wounds, how could those possibly make them remember their lesson?” surfaced in his mind. …Add to that Fu Yansheng’s warning for him not to invest and how he had asked him not to go hang out to Si Hang and the others. For a moment, Qi Yu actually had a suspicion that this stock loss incident was related to Fu Yansheng.
But he quickly thought that this was impossible. Xu Yizhou said that this investment scheme was mainly operated by Si Hang’s brother and it didn’t seem reasonable that Fu Yansheng would execute such a big move just to teach a couple of spoiled brats a lesson for his sake.
Furthermore, although this man was very smart and powerful, he wasn’t so almighty that he could produce clouds with a turn one hand and rain with the other, right?
Just then, the phone gave a seemingly anxious ring, interrupting Qi Yu’s thoughts.
“How did it go? Did you ask him? Is Si Hang deliberately not answering my calls? Can I still get the money back?” On the other end of the line, Meng Wenhui hurriedly asked in quick succession.
Qi Yu: “Give up. You’re not getting it back.”
Meng Wenhui gave an anguished wail. He cried tearfully, “What am I supposed to do? If my dad finds out I’ve lost money from gambling, he’s going to break my legs again!”
Qi Yu: “……”
Qi Yu also knew that Meng Wenhui’s crying act was meant to illicit pity. He probably wanted to renege on the money he borrowed from him. He was probably even thinking of asking Qi Yu’s help to cover the loss for him.
But what this kid said about his had breaking his legs wasn’t completely a lie.
Meng Jiahe believed in the saying “spare the rod and spoil the child”. From when he was small to when he grew up, Meng Wenhui could never escape a beating once he made a mistake. In the US, it was illegal for parents to beat their children. Meng Jiahe would also never allow anyone to see him mistreating his child. And so, he sought out elders skilled in martial arts to teach his son a lesson under the guise of training.
Last year, Meng Wenhui made a mistake and Meng Jiahe showed no quarter, asking his coach to break his leg. He also kept him locked up at home for an entire year. He made it clear that so long as Meng Wenhui got involved with prostitutes, gambling or drugs; any contact with these three things and he was going to suffer the same fate once again.
This time, in Meng Wenhui’s mind, this stock investment loss was no different from a gambling loss. In addition, he had borrowed money to gamble and so, lost a hundred thousand yuan. He was absolutely scared shitless.
But thinking of Meng Wenhui’s ‘remembers to eat but forgets beatings’ temperament, Qi Yu also intended to let this incident serve as a lesson for the other, so that he would learn that “investments are risky”. At least before returning to the United States, Qi Yu did not intend to provide help so easily.
“Meng Wenhui, no investment is 100% profitable. I already lent you 50,000 at the time. If you weren’t so greedy for that little bargain and hadn’t borrowed money to invest, could you have possibly lost so much in one go?” Qi Yu rubbed his temples. He said, “Besides, Si Hang has taken you to play for an entire month. He’s treated you to delicious feasts every day. Even if you’d gone by yourself for the same kind of fun, you would have spent just as much money. Don’t take it so much to heart…”
Meng Wenhui let out a few sobs, sounding as though he had nothing left to live for.
“Alright. I’m still busy over here so we’ll talk about this some other time.” Qi Yu hung up the phone and for a second, he sympathized with Secretary Xu. Xu Yizhou still had to wipe Si Hang’s ass and give an explanation to those young masters and ladies one by one. His head ached for Xu Yizhou.
Qi Yu said he was busy and he really was busy.
Just a few minutes ago, he received news from Wei Tianrui and Gu Shuo. Wei Tianrui said that they had bribed an employee in the textile factory and they’ve basically confirmed that these people were regularly providing fabric of the same material and the same color but of inferior grade and craftsmanship.
Gu Shuo issued an analysis report on Ivy’s sales and profit, saying that he would discuss it in detail when he arrived at the investigation office.
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Qi Yu called Wang Meng, put on a hat and mask and headed out.
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Qi Feng missed the chlorine-smelling water of the swimming pool. He missed the piano and game console at home. He missed being able to send voice messages to Ling Ke at any time…Even running under the scorching 38°C sun, he’d feel happier than sitting in this chair. At least there he could wantonly let the corners of his lips tick up while running around!
Qi Feng sighed helplessly. Bored, he opened another variety show.
“President Qi…” Wu Shuang came over at some point and said, “I’m going to the Starbucks downstairs to buy coffee. Would you like me to bring you a cup?”
Qi Feng: “Forget the coffee, you can bring me a Haagen-Dazs ice cream.”
Wu Shuang: “Ice-ice cream?”
Qi Feng: “En… I want chocolate.”
Wu Shuang hesitated: “Won’t that…be too sweet?”
Qi Feng waved his hand. “It’s okay, I like it.”
Wu Shuang: “……”
When Wu Shuang went out, Qi Feng relaxed a little. Truth be told, staying in the office for hours on end, he wanted to chat with Wu Shuang. They say that Wu Shuang used to be a scholar-tyrant with a double degree from T University. He was three years older than him. They must have shared topics they could talk about.
But he was afraid that if he talked too much he would expose his shortcomings, his lack of understanding of company affairs — Because his brother had told him that this office seemed to be under surveillance, what he said to Wu Shuang in a day could be counted on one hand. .
Sigh, it was so difficult. Qi Feng felt like he was going to die of boredom if this continued.
Just as he was starting to feel dejected, there was a knock on the door.
“Come in.” Qi Feng kept his voice low.
A man in his thirties pushed the door open and came in. Qi Feng glanced at him. He seemed to remember that this person was Zhang Jian, the secretary of Liu Qi, head of Mei Wei’s sales department.
“Secretary Zhang?” Qi Feng roused his spirits and greeted him.
“President Qi,” Zhang Jian respectfully handed him a document and said, “This “Plan for the Handling of Mei Wei’s Unsalable Items” needs your approval.”
Qi Feng saw that he remained standing in front of his table, waiting for him. He was taken aback. “You want me to sign it now?”
Zhang Jian explained, “Yes, this was originally supposed to be signed by Chief Qin, but Chief Qin is on a business trip today and so this was brought to you directly.”
Qi Feng frowned slightly. He remembered that his brother had said that if someone showed him a document, he would just take a look at it. There was no need to sign, because most documents were only enforceable with Chief Qin’s signature.
If someone comes to ask him for his opinion, he could just pretend to read it and say “do as Chief Qin has instructed” or “Chief Qin’s decision is fine.”
This was the first time that he was asked to sign and on top of that, they wanted it on the spot.
Qi Feng was inwardly flustered. He pretended to be calm on the surface and said, “Let me take a look at it first. Come back in half an hour.”
Zhang Jian hesitated for a second before saying, “Okay”. He then retreated.
As soon as he left, Qi Feng picked up his phone and sent a message to his brother. But even after ten minutes, no reply came.
Qi Feng sent another message, this time to Wu Shuang, asking him when he would be back. Fortunately, Wu Shuang replied quickly, “I’m waiting for the elevator. I’ll be there right away.”
Wu Shuang returned to the office. Still panting for breath, he put the ice cream in front of Qi Feng and said, “President Qi, here.” — He thought that Qi Feng sent him a message because he was in a hurry to eat the ice cream.
Unexpectedly, Qi Feng pushed the ice cream to the side, and whispered, “Secretary Zhang just gave this document to me and said that I should sign it immediately, you…Help me take a look.”
With a puzzled expression on his face, Wu Shuang looked into Qi Feng’s eyes. All he saw was the usually proud, responsible and capable young president blinking a pair of watery peach blossom eyes at him; directing at him a look for help.
Wu Shuang’s heart inexplicably trembled. “O-Okay.”
He picked up the file and returned to his seat. While quickly scanning the contents, he asked, “He wants it now?”
“En, Secretary Zhang said he’s coming back in fifteen minutes to pick it up in fifteen.” Qi Feng grabbed the phone and got up, “I’m going to the bathroom.”
Wu Shuang: “…oh.”
Qi Feng went to the bathroom and made two calls to his brother, but no one answered.
He felt it was strange. His brother had always been on call for any of the problems he had encountered before. Why was he dropping the ball at this critical moment?
But he couldn’t get in touch and he was helpless. Seeing that another five minutes had already passed, Qi Feng hurried back to the office.
Wu Shuang had already read the plan carefully. Qi Feng asked him, controlling his words, “What do you think?”
Wu Shuang said cautiously, “I have seen the proposal written above, but this matter involves nearly tens of millions of funding. It would be best to discuss this with Chief Qin before making a decision.”
Qi Feng coughed lightly, “I think so too.”
Wu Shuang: “……”
After thirty minutes, that Zhang Jian, practically stamping on it, knocked on the door, “President Qi, have you signed it?”
Qi Feng solemnly repeated Wu Shuang’s words.
But Zhang Jian laughed when he heard this. “President Qi, there is no need to discuss this matter. If Chief Qin were here, he would have probably signed it directly, because this was the same operation done in the previous quarters. If you’re worried, I can ask Secretary Cheng to find all the previously approved plans to let you have a look.”
…Was he insisting on driving a duck onto a perch?
Of course, Qi Feng knew that something like this couldn’t just be signed willy-nilly. His brother had educated him on the problems behind the company.
But now that Zhang Jian was breathing down his neck, he couldn’t think of a way to shirk the matter. He couldn’t just suddenly clutch his stomach and say that he was feeling unwell, could he?
Qi Feng glanced at Wu Shuang again. Wu Shuang received his signal for help and asserted himself, “Then we will have to trouble Secretary Zhang to come out with the previous documents for us to examine.”
Zhang Jian’s expression changed slightly and he dropped Liu Qi’s name, “But this document… Chief Liu is still waiting for…”
Wu Shuang: “……”
Just as the two sides were in a stalemate, the phone on the desk rang.
Qi Feng thought it was his brother calling him back. He grabbed the phone excitedly. But when he saw the caller ID on the screen, he was dumbfounded.
——”Fu”?
Fu Dage?
Since receiving that call from Fu Yansheng in the middle of the night last time, his brother tagged this number with the word “Fu” on this new mobile phone. He warned him that he was not to accept this call next time.
But right this moment, Qi Feng didn’t care what his brother told him. Whoever could save him from this extreme misery right now was his brother!
“Hello?” Qi Feng answered the phone in front of Zhang Jian, imitating his brother’s voice, he called out, “Teacher Fu~”
Fu Yansheng: “……”
“Eh? There’s something you need from me?… But I’m still at work…” Qi Feng said, regardless of whether Fu Yansheng could understand it or not. “It’s that urgent?……Why don’t we meet at the café downstairs? I’ll head down now…”
Unexpectedly, Fu Yansheng listened to him for a while, and instead of asking any questions, he said cooperatively, “Okay, wait for me there. I’ll be there in half an hour.”
Qi Feng: “???”
…F*ck? Did this man have mind reading skills!
Qi Feng: grapples phone happily Fu Dage! Help QAQ
Fu Yansheng: …
Qi Feng: You need me for something right? It’s very very urgent right?! Let me run away Fu Dage QAQ
Fu Yansheng: …
Fu Yansheng: en I’ll pick you up soon
Qi Feng: So please he- eh? What? You agreed? Huh???
Pfft- Fu Dage is being used and he’s playing along- I guess the double ruse is about to unfold in all its glory
The pressure in Qi Feng’s shoulder was passed to me like *sweats good thing WS is there and Fu Dave will come to the rescue
Thanks for the chapter 😊
zhang jian is so… asking for a time in jail
Ohh!!! What will happen??! Thanks for the chapter<3
thanks for the chapter!
The President will come back to even more sticky people super glued to him…
Wuwuwuwu Fu laoahi pls help your pitiful little brother-in-law ;—; puppy eyes
Great save QF