Chapter 180: The Collapsing Li Fengming

Chapter 180: Chapter 180: The Collapsing Li Fengming

"Are you fucking messing with me?!"

Li Fengming couldn’t help but roar.

"President Li, please have a seat. There’s no need to be so hasty."

Yin Ruxue was also a little surprised. Both Jiang Fan and Li Fengming were acting out of character.

After all, in their circle, Li Fengming was famous for being a calm and sharp negotiator who always cut straight to the point.

When had he ever been as furious as he was today?

He had suffered an even greater loss before and hadn’t reacted like this.

"How am I messing with you? This is exactly how negotiations work: I ask for the sky, and you haggle me down. The thing is, I don’t want you to haggle. I just want the sky."

Seeing Jiang Fan’s deadpan expression, Yin Ruxue almost burst out laughing. ’He’s going to drive that man to an early grave.’

’Good thing Li Fengming seems healthy. If he actually dropped dead right here...’

"Then what’s there to talk about? You tell me, what’s left to negotiate?"

"Do you fucking understand what a negotiation is? And since when are you the one calling the shots for Xuerong Group?"

Li Fengming was trembling with rage. If he weren’t so wary of Jiang Fan’s terrifying strength, he would have already stormed over and started throwing punches.

"Whoa, whoa."

"Don’t get so worked up. I was just teasing you. It’s true, I’m not the one in charge."

"Over to you."

Jiang Fan looked at Yin Ruxue, shrugged, and gave her a subtle wink.

Yin Ruxue instantly understood what he meant.

"Alright, no more games. We all have things to do, so I’ll make an offer. If you think it’s suitable, we’ll have a deal. If not, we can discuss this again next time."

"650 million for a 15% stake, transferred to you immediately."

Yin Ruxue’s offer was still a bit on the high side.

"Sign it! I’ll have the finance department transfer the money immediately!"

But to their surprise, Li Fengming didn’t hesitate at all. He pulled a contract right out of his bag and slapped it down in front of Yin Ruxue.

His decisiveness left them both a little stunned.

Li Fengming immediately made a call. "Wire 200 million to Xuerong Group’s corporate account."

"I need to see it within five minutes."

After saying that, he hung up. "That’s 200 million first. The rest will arrive after the contract is signed."

"You can look over the contract."

"If there are no problems, hurry up and sign!"

"Don’t you fucking look at it! Would you even understand it?!"

Seeing Jiang Fan reach for the contract, Li Fengming slammed his hand down on it.

He truly hated Jiang Fan’s guts right now.

If not for the last shred of sanity holding him back, he really would have lost it.

"Why so hostile? Even if I don’t understand it, can’t I at least take a look?"

"What law says a guy can’t take a peek at a contract?"

Yin Ruxue, suppressing a laugh, slid the contract out from under his hand and looked through it carefully.

The contract was indeed fine; he hadn’t played any tricks with it.

It also stipulated that it would take effect upon signing, and the remaining balance would be transferred immediately on the effective date.

After confirming there were no issues, Yin Ruxue signed her name.

The contract was in duplicate. After signing, Li Fengming took his copy, turned, and left without a single glance back.

Watching his retreating back, Jiang Fan shrugged. "He doesn’t handle pressure well, does he."

"He nearly exploded with just that. If I’d gone all out, wouldn’t he have just dropped dead from anger right here?"

"That’s enough. The man was already on edge. We came out ahead, so let’s not gloat."

"Let’s go. Back to the company."

"Oh, right. What do you think we should give everyone as a bonus for this?"

"The entire sales department has been running around nonstop for this."

The two of them walked shoulder to shoulder toward the parking lot, and she asked as they went.

"Why aren’t you thinking about what reward you’re going to give me first?"

"I already had Mu Wan give you your reward. You can ask her for it."

Jiang Fan froze for a moment, then nodded.

"If the company is giving out bonuses, it should be either money or time off."

"Only when they see something tangible will they be more motivated to work in the future."

"Okay, then a bonus of 1,000 for everyone."

"Plus one extra paid day off, which they can take whenever they want."

"How does that sound?"

Yin Ruxue asked after thinking for a moment.

"Why are you asking me? You’re the boss."

Jiang Fan said, exasperated.

But Yin Ruxue didn’t reply.

Just like that, the two returned to the company, and Yin Ruxue went off to handle her work.

With the Celestial Dragon District market issue resolved, Jiang Fan found himself with free time and sauntered over to Li Muwan’s office.

"President Li, keeping busy?"

"Stop goofing off. You’re never serious. If you have business, state it. If not, get back to your own office."

Li Muwan looked up and glared at him.

Jiang Fan pursed his lips, not at all bothered. "So, my reward? President Yin said she gave it to you."

"Reward? Didn’t I already give it to you?"

They looked at each other, both surprised.

"When did you give it to me????"

"Huh? That night you came to the company for dinner, didn’t I give you a small box? You didn’t open it?"

Li Muwan asked, tilting her head slightly as she looked at him.

"I forgot. It’s still in the car."

"Why? What’s in the box?"

"The box has your operational funds... and your reward... about 300,000 in total."

"What?????"

The next second, Jiang Fan bolted out of the room.

’I just casually left 300,000 in the car!’

’If someone had taken the keys... I’d have to find a block of tofu and kill myself with it.’

His sudden dash caught the attention of everyone in the office.

Even Sun Yanzi was a little surprised.

’What set that guy off?’

"Alright everyone, don’t get distracted. Let’s finish the work at hand. In a little while, President Yin will have some good news to announce."

Sun Yanzi clapped her hands, refocusing everyone on their work.

Jiang Fan ran all the way to the underground parking garage. Staring at the empty trunk of his car, his heart sank.

’Where is it? I remember putting it right here...’

"Are you looking for this?"

Su Qingci walked over from a distance, carrying a small box.

"Yes, yes! How do you have it?"

Gazing at the recovered box, Jiang Fan breathed a sigh of relief.

"What proof do you have that it’s yours?"

"There’s 300,000 in cash inside!"

Jiang Fan reached for the box, but Su Qingci pulled it away.

"Then I’m sorry, this box can’t be yours. There’s nothing inside; it’s empty."