"Um, Director Xiang, I came to see you."
"See me?"
Xiang Dahai frowned.
"What is it?"
Pang Wen smiled, a hint of cunning in his eyes.
"This matter with Young Master Xiang... seems to have gotten a little big?"
It would have been better if Pang Wen had not brought it up.
Xiang Dahai was already furious over the matter.
Yet Pang Wen had to poke right at the sore spot, making him even more annoyed.
"If you have something to say, say it. Whether it's serious or not is a matter for company management."
Hmph.
Pang Wen sneered inwardly.
Management.
Xiang Dahai usually acted all high and mighty.
All he ever talked about was management, management.
At a time like this, whether you can even keep your position in management is another matter. Yet you're still putting on airs with me.
With that thought, Pang Wen stopped being so cautious. He plopped down on the sofa and said,
"Yes, Director Xiang cares about management and has the company's interests at heart."
"But shouldn't Director Xiang also consider giving us designers some compensation?"
"After all... this game of your son's..."
"We were the ones who stayed up day and night working overtime to make it."
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Xiang Dahai was shocked when he heard that!
Pang Wen was blatantly threatening him!
Already in an awful mood, Xiang Dahai slammed his hand on the table at Pang Wen's demand, his voice stern and fierce!
"What did you say?!"
Normally, when Xiang Dahai slammed a table and raised his voice, the people under him would be so intimidated that they would not even dare breathe loudly.
But today, who knew where Pang Wen had gotten his confidence from?
Seeing Xiang Dahai slam the table, he was not afraid at all. Instead, he smiled and waved his hand.
"Director Xiang, don't be so hot-tempered."
As he spoke, Pang Wen brazenly lit a cigarette right in front of Xiang Dahai.
"You know better than anyone what stage this matter has reached. I only came to ask for some overtime pay. There's no need to get so angry, is there?"
"Pang Wen, get out of here right now. Immediately!"
Xiang Dahai was truly enraged by Pang Wen's snide manner. Pointing toward the door, he spoke in a hostile tone!
But Pang Wen merely chuckled.
"What if I don't?"
"You!"
Xiang Dahai had never expected a subordinate who had always been so meek and obedient to openly defy him like this. He was furious!
"Say that one more—"
"Xiang Dahai!"
Pang Wen finally lost his patience and interrupted him before he could finish!
"Stop barking orders in front of me. At a time like this, why are you still putting on that pathetic act and throwing your weight around? Don't you have any idea what kind of situation you're in?"
As he spoke, Pang Wen stood up and sat right on Xiang Dahai's desk. Glancing at the director's nameplate on the desk, he sneered.
"The players are complaining everywhere. Their rage has already driven Zhiyou's stock price to its daily limit down. Do you think Zhiyou will let you off?"
Xiang Dahai's blood ran cold at Pang Wen's words!
He knew he had dragged Zhiyou into a terrible mess this time, but he had not expected it to be this bad!
Limit down!
That meant the players' fury had already burned all the way to Zhiyou's core stock price!
It was over.
Xiang Dahai's head spun, and he collapsed into his swivel chair.
This time, Zhiyou would definitely not let Sun Bin off.
And Sun Bin definitely would not let him off either!
Seeing Xiang Dahai like this, Pang Wen gave a disdainful snort.
"Xiang Dahai, since that's your attitude, there's no need for me to waste my breath with you."
"After all the trouble Xiang Tianming caused, there's no future for me here anyway, so I'm planning to leave too."
"But before I go, shouldn't we settle the account for that game your son took from me?"
"But... but didn't I already give each member of your core team ten thousand?"
Xiang Dahai looked at Pang Wen, frightened and angry.
Bang!
Pang Wen grabbed the director's nameplate and slammed it hard against the desk!
"Xiang Dahai, are you fucking treating us like beggars?"
"Did you give Curly that same amount too?"
"Don't think that just because the core team below us didn't say anything, we don't know. Five thousand yuan, huh?"
"You really had the nerve to say that."
As he spoke, Pang Wen held up five fingers.
"I can't be bothered wasting time with you. One price: fifty thousand. Then we'll pretend this never happened."
"What?!"
Xiang Tianming shuddered all over when he heard that number!
Fifty thousand!
Pang Wen actually wanted fifty thousand yuan in hush money!
That was several times the amount they had agreed on before!
Of course, he could afford fifty thousand yuan.
But!
The core team for this game might have been small, but it still had fifteen people!
If word got out that Pang Wen wanted fifty thousand, and the other core members heard about it...
Fifty thousand per person for fifteen people would be seven hundred and fifty thousand!
Add the two hundred thousand already given to Sun Bin and the money given to Curly!
Not only had Music Master failed to bring him a single cent of profit, it would instead cost him more than a million!
Xiang Tianming was wealthy, but only compared to the general public.
There was no way he could come up with over a million yuan in such a short time!
Xiang Tianming swallowed hard.
"How about this, Pang Wen? Can't we sit down and discuss this properly?"
Xiang Tianming wanted to bargain.
But Pang Wen had no intention whatsoever of sitting down for a proper talk!
"Go bargain with someone else. Hurry up. I don't have time to waste on you. Give me the money so I can get far away from this cursed place."
"To be honest, I'm only asking this because you used to be my superior, and we had some history. I already added ten thousand for your sake. Otherwise, it wouldn't be just fifty thousand."