After a brief moment of bewilderment, Liu Cheng quickly came to his senses.
Whatever had made Song Hao so furious, he had to cling tightly to this powerful backer's thigh!
They had already left the Ji Family. If they did not go to the Song Family, where else could they find such cushy jobs?
"Young Master Song, what's made you so angry?" Despite being thoroughly berated, Liu Cheng did not dare show the slightest temper and asked cautiously.
"Go look at the Yao Group's Weibo yourself!" With that, Song Hao hung up.
Without the slightest hesitation, he blocked Liu Cheng's number.
Liu Cheng panicked like hell. From the looks of it, the Song Family really did not want their bunch anymore!
And how had this gotten tangled up with the lofty Yao Group?
He hurriedly called Song Hao again, only to discover that he could no longer get through.
"Fuck!" Liu Cheng hurriedly logged onto Weibo and found the Ji Group.
He opened the pinned post, and one glance sent a tremor through his entire body.
With a clatter, the iPhone in Liu Cheng's hand slipped to the floor, cracking its screen.
"It's over, it's over... everything's over!" He collapsed to the floor with a thud, his face pale and despairing.
No wonder the Ji Family had been so fearless, with the iron-blooded resolve to fire two-thirds of their senior management!
Now the Song Family's market share was bound to shrink. Never mind hiring their bunch-even their existing team would surely have to shed some useless people.
Looking utterly miserable, Liu Cheng recalled how smug and triumphant he had been when he left the Ji Group. He practically wished he could slap himself to death!
Damn it, the Ji Family was clearly about to rise like a soaring dragon. He could have ridden their coattails to success, so why had he insisted on courting death and ended up like this?
At that moment, he suddenly thought of Han Enci.
Han Enci had acted completely out of character at the meeting, and Liu Cheng had even laughed at him as a fucking idiot. Who would have thought he was the truly clever one? With his current position as the Ji Group's general manager, just imagine how enviable his gains would be once the Ji Family climbed another rung!
"Damn it, that bastard Han Enci! He clearly had inside information, so why didn't he tell me?" Liu Cheng beat his chest and stamped his feet in fury, so frantic he was on the verge of breaking down.
Meanwhile, Han Enci had been confined in his own home.
After learning of his decision at the meeting, Han Lin had been so furious that he locked him up, even raging about what kind of fucking thing he had fathered-it was obvious the Ji Family was finished and the Song Family was rising, yet he had taken his father's shareholders along to be buried with the Ji Family?
When Han Lin heard the news, his blood pressure had immediately skyrocketed. He had been rushed to the hospital on the spot and had nearly died.
At that moment, Han Enci stood by the window, staring absentmindedly at the scenery outside.
"Was I wrong?" he muttered with a bitter smile, but he had no answer.
Just then, the lock rattled, and the door slammed hard into the wall with a bang.
Startled, Han Enci turned to see Han Lin's excited face.
"Dad, I'll accept whatever beating or punishment you want to give me. But that Lin Fei really does have ties to Jiang Tianling. I think even the Han Family falling on hard times would be better than offending Lin Fei!" Han Enci lowered his head in resignation, like an ostrich.
To his surprise, however, Han Lin burst out laughing and swept him into a hug. "Hahaha! Good son, my wonderful son! Hahahahaha!"
Han Enci was terrified. Had he driven his father insane?
Holy shit, how could this be happening?!
Before he could react, Han Lin gave his back a series of fierce slaps, pounding him until his eyes rolled back and he nearly failed to catch his breath.
"Dad, what exactly happened?" Han Enci hurriedly asked.
"Hahaha! The Yao Family and the Ji Family have partnered up. They'll be supplying Huashun Chips long-term. Didn't you know? The Ji Family is about to take flight, and the Song Family is bound to fall on hard times. Who knows, our Han Family might even climb above the once all-powerful Song Family!" Han Lin's face bloomed with a smile as radiant as a foxtail flower.
Han Enci was instantly dumbfounded!
What was going on?
Had I... somehow muddled my way into bringing the Han Family wealth and success?
"Good son, I was wrong about you!" Han Lin looked somewhat ashamed. "Just tell me whatever you want, and I'll do my best to give it to you. Women, luxury cars, villas-just say the word!"
Once Han Enci came to his senses, he too was swept up in wild joy.
Fuck, we're taking flight! Taking flight!
I've got to find two beautiful models today, have some real fun, and celebrate!
He was just about to rush out and breathe the air outside when something suddenly occurred to him, and he hurriedly said, "Oh, right, Dad. Whatever you do, don't offend Lin Fei!"
Han Lin nodded. "Yes, I know. He has deep ties with Jiang Tianling, and the Ji Family and the Qing family treat him very respectfully too, right?"
Han Enci immediately added, "It's more than that! I suspect he's also the reason the Yao Family and the Ji Family reached this partnership!"
The more he learned, the more mysterious Lin Fei became.
His connections to the Ji Family, Jiang Tianling, and the Qing family, his terrifying fighting skills, his untraceable identity...
All these pieces of information surfaced layer by layer, yet only filled Han Enci with increasing alarm and reverence.
What he had most reason to celebrate was that he had recognized who could not be provoked and had steadfastly acted on that knowledge.
Han Lin was stunned. "What?!"
Seeing Han Enci nod earnestly, he immediately grew serious as well. "Understood."
Only then did Han Enci relax. He said goodbye and prepared to leave. "Dad, enough talking. I'm heading out for some fun!"
"Stop right there, you little bastard," Han Lin called after him. "The moment you're let out for air, you're off to find young models at a club, aren't you?"
Caught out, Han Enci was a little embarrassed. "Of course not! Am I that kind of person?"
Han Lin looked at him scornfully. "No one knows a son better than his father. You think I don't know you?"
Oh no, Han Enci thought, feeling another punishment coming.
Instead, Han Lin slung an arm around his shoulders like a buddy and whispered furtively, "Your mother happens to be out. Come on, take me along for some fun."
Han Enci gaped, speechless.
After a long while, he finally understood.
Like father, like son.
No wonder I'm no good. This is all fucking hereditary. Definitely hereditary!
In just a day or two, Lin Fei witnessed the various Rongcheng media outlets' masterful face-changing acts.
However they had previously slandered the Ji Family and praised the Song Family, they now did the exact opposite.
On one side, they fiercely condemned the Song Family's immoral conduct, saying they had brought it entirely upon themselves. On the other, they praised the Ji Family for using iron-blooded methods to fire the rotten apples and establish a partnership with the Yao Family, their methods inspiring endless admiration.
As for the news they had pushed out before, it had all been deleted without a trace, as though it had never been posted.
Lin Fei was lounging sideways on the sofa, idly watching the news to pass the time, when he heard Ji Yaoguang's voice. "Lin Fei, it's time to go."
Today was the day of Wu Moling and Bai Zhan's decisive battle.
Lin Fei rose with a smile, looked at the ambitious Ji Yaoguang, and reminded her, "Don't kill him. That Bai Zhan is quite interesting."
Wu Moling nodded earnestly.
Lin Fei was filled with appreciation for a junior and even showed concern for his safety.
But if Bai Zhan saw this scene, who knew whether he would be so furious he spat blood?
For some inexplicable reason, Ji Yaoguang felt rather sorry for Bai Zhan.
A genius who never stopped striving, yet unfortunately, he had run into Wu Moling.
No.
Wu Moling, who had been given a cheat by Lin Fei...