Phi-Fic Chapter 83 has finally come to an end.
Chapter 83 has finally come to an end.
Xu Dan was stunned by the blow, covering her face with tears welling up in her eyes.
She had never suffered such injustice in her life.
Xu Nian pointed at her and said sternly, "If you keep acting so unreasonably, I'll tell your parents that I can't help you make money and that you have to go back home!"
Xu Dan trembled upon hearing this.
If she is really sent back, her parents will definitely not let her off the hook.
She looked at Jiang Yang reluctantly and whispered, "I'm sorry..."
Jiang Yang waved his hand casually, "It doesn't matter. I've heard this kind of apology too many times. I'm immune to it."
He rubbed his temples, feeling somewhat tired.
If he had known Xu Dan was here, he would never have come; he would have just sent Chu Lan instead.
Anyone associated with Su Jingtong is a troublemaker; dealing with them is a headache.
Xu Nian and Jiang Yang quickly drafted the contract and finalized the delivery time.
The meal was so unappetizing that it finally came to an end.
Before leaving, Xu Dan glared fiercely at Jiang Yang, her eyes filled with resentment.
Jiang Yang kept his eyes straight ahead, pretending not to see it.
Xu Nian shook hands with him apologetically and said goodbye.
After seeing the two off, Jiang Yang breathed a sigh of relief, finally escaping this awkward situation.
He turned to Chu Lan and instructed, "Go and contact a few more garment factories, the larger the production capacity, the better."
Chu Lan nodded: "Understood, I'll take care of it right away."
Jiang Yang paused for a moment, then added, "Also, keep an eye out for any factories that are about to go bankrupt. If you find a suitable one, it's easier to acquire it directly than to build a new one."
Chu Lan's eyes lit up: "I'll keep an eye out."
“There’s one more thing,” Jiang Yang said, remembering his promise to Dong Xin, “prepare two thousand sets of school uniforms and donate them to Yenching University.”
Chu Lan wrote it down: "Okay."
After saying that, she turned and left to carry out Jiang Yang's instructions.
A few days later, one afternoon, Jiang Yang was taking a walk in the garden of Yenching University, enjoying the rare tranquility.
Not far away, Dong Xin was surrounded by Zhuang Yan'an and several of his followers, and she was dealing with them with an impatient expression.
Zhuang Yan'an kept talking, while Dong Xin seemed distracted, her eyes darting around.
Upon seeing Jiang Yang, her eyes lit up immediately. She shook off the entanglement of the people around her and quickly walked up to him.
"Jiang Yang!"
Seeing this, Zhuang Yan'an felt very uncomfortable.
He glanced at Jiang Yang sideways and said sarcastically, "Oh, Mr. Jiang, you seem to be in high spirits, enjoying yourself here? I thought entrepreneurs were all very busy."
Jiang Yang smiled faintly and retorted, "There are many kinds of entrepreneurship. Even if I fail in my business, I'm still better than some people who threaten others by relying on their uncles' connections."
Zhuang Yan'an's expression changed, and he suppressed his anger: "What do you mean?"
Jiang Yang shrugged, looking completely innocent: "It means exactly what it says. Does President Zhuang not understand human language?"
He deliberately emphasized the words "CEO," making it sound very sarcastic.
Zhuang Yan'an was so angry that his face turned green. He glared at Jiang Yang and then turned to Dong Xin, his tone becoming harsh: "Dong Xin, I originally wanted to talk to you about the school magazine, but now it seems that it's not certain whether the school magazine can be published."
Upon hearing this, Dong Xin immediately became anxious.
She had worked so hard to get this opportunity, and she didn't want it to fall through.
She looked at Jiang Yang for help, her eyes filled with anxiety.
Jiang Yang gave her a reassuring look, then turned to Zhuang Yan'an and warned, "Zhuang Yan'an, you're just using someone else's power to bully others. I don't believe your uncle would hold back the school magazine approval over such a small matter."
Zhuang Yan'an sneered, "Is that so? You're so confident? Why don't we go to my uncle's place together and let you die knowing why?"
Dong Xin grabbed Jiang Yang's arm, her voice anxious: "Jiang Yang, don't argue with him! His uncle is Director Zhuang of the logistics department, he's not a good person... Last time I went to apply for an event venue, the way he looked at me was weird..."
Jiang Yang took her hand in return, gave her a reassuring look, and whispered in her ear, "Want to see a good show? After you see it, I guarantee your school magazine will be perfectly fine."
Dong Xin paused for a moment, then nodded.
Seeing the two's intimate actions, Zhuang Yan'an was instantly consumed by jealousy.
He snorted heavily: "What? You're too scared to go? Feeling guilty?"
"Provocation won't work on me," Jiang Yang chuckled.
"Let's go, I want to see what tricks your uncle can pull."
Zhuang Yan'an waved his hand and walked ahead arrogantly.
Dong Xin followed closely behind Jiang Yang, her palms sweaty.
When the group arrived at the logistics department, they were immediately hit by a strong smell of smoke.
A middle-aged man in his forties, with a bald head and a beer belly, was standing at the door smoking. He was Zhuang Yan'an's uncle, Zhuang Qiang.
Zhuang Qiang squinted and saw Dong Xin and several students walking over. His gaze lingered on her for a moment, and a barely perceptible lewd smile appeared on his lips.
He threw the cigarette butt on the ground, crushed it with his foot, and then swaggered over.
"Yan'an, what are you doing bringing so many people here?" Zhuang Qiang asked, puzzled.
Zhuang Yan'an quickly moved closer to him and whispered, "Uncle, they want to start a school magazine, but I disagree. They insist on coming to you."
As he spoke, he secretly gave Zhuang Qiang a wink, signaling him to pay attention to Dong Xin.
Zhuang Qiang received his wink, a fake smile plastered on his fat face, and he turned to Dong Xin, saying, "Dong Xin, I did see your application, and I reported it to my superiors, but..."
He deliberately dragged out his words, pretending to be in a difficult position.
"It hasn't been approved yet. As you know, the process is quite complicated and takes time."
He paused, then looked Dong Xin up and down before continuing, "Moreover, I see that your materials are not quite sufficient, and many details need to be improved. How about this, come to the logistics department alone in a couple of days, and I will explain to you in detail what needs to be supplemented."
Dong Xin felt nauseous; Zhuang Qiang's gaze made her extremely uncomfortable.
She subconsciously moved closer to Jiang Yang.
Seeing this, Zhuang Yan'an laughed smugly: "How about that? Dong Xin, I told you long ago, starting a school magazine isn't that easy, is it? If it weren't for me, you wouldn't even have gotten this far!"
He looked at Jiang Yang defiantly, "Some people just brag and say they can help, but what happens? They can't do anything about it!"
Jiang Yang completely ignored him and asked Zhuang Qiang directly, "Director Zhuang, right? You're in charge of logistics and the school magazine?"
Zhuang Qiang frowned: "Why are you, a student, asking so many questions about school matters? Are you just bored?"
“In that case,” Jiang Yang said calmly, “it seems that my plan to donate two thousand pieces of clothing to the school will have to fall through.”