You're Impersonating a Scammer

When everyone heard this punishment, they all drew in a slight breath of cold air.

Deng Wenji's penalty was undeniably harsh, but even so, Shang Zhiyi could only grit her teeth and bear it.

There was no helping it—the employee benefits at Shilin Guomao Group were simply too good. Just the salary alone was three times what the competition offered outside.

If she quit, countless elites and talents outside would be fighting tooth and nail to get in. So no matter how severe the punishment, Shang Zhiyi wouldn't choose to resign.

What's losing a month's salary, a year's bonus, and employee benefits? I'll take it.

Shang Zhiyi took a deep breath in her heart, then raised her head and said, "Manager Deng, I accept your punish—"

But before she could finish, a voice suddenly came from outside.

"Hey, isn't it just being late? Isn't this punishment a bit too harsh?"

The speaker was none other than Lin Chen.

At that moment, the entire marketing department was filled only with the sound of Deng Wenji scolding Shang Zhiyi.

So when his words rang out, everyone was startled and looked up toward the source of the voice.

They wanted to see which clueless fool dared to rub Deng Wenji the wrong way at a time like this.

"Whoa, who's this guy? Is he brain-damaged? How dare he provoke Deng Wenji?"

"Hey, do you think he might be that major shareholder named Lin Chen? There's no photo, but Manager Deng said the major shareholder is pretty young. Could it be him?"

"Him, a major shareholder? Haven't you seen the clothes and pants he's wearing? The whole outfit probably costs less than two hundred bucks. How could someone like that be a major shareholder of our Shilin Guomao Group?"

"Right, I agree with you. Dressed like that, he can't even compare to us regular employees. No way he's our group's major shareholder."

"Same here. If you ask me, this guy's here for a job interview. But he's got a screw loose, daring to provoke Manager Deng. Looks like he's out of luck."

A few male employees nearby started whispering, all agreeing that Lin Chen was a lunatic.

On the other side, the female employees, after a brief chatter, began discussing Lin Chen's looks instead.

There was no helping it—the latter was just too handsome.

"Look, that guy's so handsome! He's a hundred times better-looking than my Korean idol."

"Seriously. With that face, he could probably outshine over ninety-eight percent of Asia. I wonder if he has a girlfriend."

"I'd say probably not. From his clothes, you can tell he's broke. But I don't mind that—as long as he's good-looking, I'll support him."

The women's chatter naturally reached the men nearby, stirring up all kinds of jealousy. Seeing Lin Chen now only made them more irritated.

They silently cursed, hoping he'd thoroughly piss off Deng Wenji—that would make them feel a lot better.

"Lin Chen?"

When Shang Zhiyi saw that the newcomer was Lin Chen, she was also taken aback.

She knew her boss had a famously bad temper, and with this special period on top of it, Lin Chen was probably in for it.

While Deng Wenji's attention was fixed entirely on Lin Chen, Shang Zhiyi quickly waved her hands, signaling him to leave immediately.

But Lin Chen acted as if he hadn't seen it at all, walking straight over, which made Deng Wenji's expression turn very sour.

"Who the hell are you? What are you doing at our company?"

"And what business is it of yours if I'm disciplining my employee?"

Lin Chen smiled calmly. "Oh, right, I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Lin Chen. As for what I'm doing here, I think you should already know."

"So, for your second question, I don't need to explain further, do I?"

At these words, everyone drew in a cold breath.

Of course, they didn't believe Lin Chen was the major shareholder of their group—they just thought this guy had an incredible pair of balls.

"Oh my god, is this handsome guy really brain-damaged? He dares to impersonate our group's major shareholder?"

"Yeah, I thought he was hot and wanted to take care of him, but now I see he's got a screw loose, daring to impersonate our major shareholder."

If even the women felt this way, the men, who already hated Lin Chen, were gleefully smug when they heard this.

"What kind of god-tier idiot is this guy? He dares to impersonate our group's major shareholder? Isn't he afraid the real one will find out and hold a grudge?"

"Maybe it's just a coincidence with the name. But he's got guts, I'll give him that. Wonder where he heard our major shareholder's name."

"Yeah, swaggering into the group under the major shareholder's name to pull a scam—that's bold. Isn't he scared Deng Wenji will call security and have him sent to the police station for fraud?"

"Who cares? If you play, you pay."

For a moment, the marketing department employees whispered among themselves. If not for Deng Wenji's presence, they'd have been much louder.

"Lin Chen? You're Lin Chen?!"

Hearing the name, Deng Wenji's brow immediately furrowed.

For a split second, the thought crossed his mind that this Lin Chen might be the major shareholder here to inspect the group.

But then he looked at the former's clothes, and that idea was quickly suppressed and dismissed.

Ridiculous. A major shareholder who could afford seventy percent of Shilin Guomao Group's shares—how could they possibly dress like that?

No matter how low-key they tried to be, they wouldn't wear bargain-bin clothes that didn't even add up to two hundred yuan from head to toe.

"Kid, do you even know what you're doing right now?"

"I don't know where you got our group's major shareholder's identity info, but I'm telling you, this is impersonation and fraud."

"One phone call from me, and security will haul you straight to the police station."

"But I don't have time to deal with you today. I'll give you one chance—get the hell out of here right now, or face the consequences."

Deng Wenji's words were crystal clear: if he didn't leave immediately, the police would be called, and then it wouldn't be so easy to handle.

And once the police got involved and an arrest went on his record, finding a job in society afterward would be harder than reaching the sky.

Beside him, Shang Zhiyi was frantically waving for Lin Chen to leave at once, or the consequences would be unimaginable.

Yet, just when everyone thought Lin Chen would turn and bolt after hearing that, his voice rang out again.

He smiled and said, "I know what I'm doing. But what I find strange is—my name is Lin Chen. Why won't any of you believe me?"

With that, he pulled out his phone and redialed a call from Qi Zhenxing that had come in earlier.

But the moment the call connected and he was about to answer, a strange force knocked the phone out of his hand.

Fortunately, Lin Chen was quick on his feet. He sidestepped and caught his Xiaomi phone just before it hit the ground.

"I said, do you have a death wish or what?"

"If you don't want the job, then get the hell out of here."