Wang Feng’s forehead was drenched with sweat.
Getting caught using the company car to pick up an old classmate at the airport, red-handed by the company chairman... what an experience. If you posted this question on Zhihu, you’d probably get thousands of comments. This is insane. So awkward. I’m so embarrassed I could dig a two-bedroom apartment out with my toes.
"Isn’t that Little Wang? Here to pick up a classmate?"
The scolding he had anticipated from the chairman never came. Instead, he was greeted with a warm and friendly question.
Wiping the sweat from his forehead, Wang Feng said, "Director Sun, this is a college classmate of mine. We haven’t seen each other in a long time. When I heard he was coming to Shanghai City, I took a day off specifically to drive over and pick him up."
"However, I did use the company car for personal reasons. I’m ready to accept my punishment."
Seeing his old classmate bowing and scraping before this man, even a fool like Wang Youcai would have realized this ’love rival’ was no ordinary person.
And he was no fool; on the contrary, he was quite intelligent. He was just having a hard time accepting the situation.
He had hoped the other man would be arrogant and condescending. That way, even though he was rich, he would lose points in front of her parents. Then, he might still have a sliver of a chance.
Unfortunately, the man before him offered no such opportunity.
He simply smiled at Wang Feng and said, "The company car? There’s no such thing as ’personal use’ as long as you’ve reported it to the company. Isn’t the car meant for employees to use when they need it? Otherwise, what’s the point? Is it just for show when we’re meeting clients?"
These words made Wang Feng immensely grateful, and they also greatly improved the impression Ouyang Jiani’s parents had of the man. They had seen plenty of wealthy people, but very few who were both rich and so humble and approachable. Aside from Rebus, the CEO of Xiaomi, whose phones they used, they had never met a boss so considerate of his subordinates.
"Thank you for your understanding, Boss."
"Don’t thank me. These are all company benefits. You work diligently, and the company provides you with a salary and benefits in return. You’ve earned this through your hard work, so there’s no need to thank me. We are equals engaged in a fair exchange."
He’s so amazing, I could cry. Ouyang Jiani, standing to the side, felt like her Master was a three-meter-tall giant. The light radiating from him was so bright she could hardly open her eyes.
Just then, a luxurious Rolls-Royce Phantom pulled up beside them. The door opened, and a burly man stepped out from the driver’s seat.
He said in a booming voice, "Director Sun, please get in!"
That sealed it. The moment this car appeared, no matter how much Wang Youcai refused to believe it, he knew the man’s wealth was far beyond his own. There was simply no comparison. As for his character, whether it was an act or not, he had clearly made a good impression on her parents. A complete and utter defeat!
Disheartened, he started to leave.
But his old classmate grabbed his arm and enthusiastically invited him to dinner. "You came all this way! I have to treat you to a good meal."
"Director Sun, we’ll be on our way then."
Although Wang Feng didn’t fully grasp the situation, he was sharp enough to sense that his old classmate wasn’t exactly popular with his boss. Therefore, whether it was to properly welcome his friend or to solve a problem for his boss, he immediately led the man away. It was a beautiful move.
Sun Dasheng watched the car’s taillights recede into the distance and commented with admiration, "Jia Nai, isn’t he from your company? He seems quite sensible."
"Ah? Master, he’s not from our company," Ouyang Jiani replied, surprised.
"Is that so... Ahem. I must have misremembered."
Phew, that was close. Luckily I heard Wang Youcai call him Old Wang, so I just called him Little Wang. It would have been really embarrassing to get my own employee’s name wrong. I need to make an effort to get to know the people at my company.
"Uncle, Auntie, let’s go," Sun Dasheng said, changing the subject to the elderly couple beside him.
The Rolls-Royce Phantom glided down the road, with the family of three in the back seat.
Her father, Ouyang Mingyue, ran his hands over the interior and marveled, "I have to thank my daughter’s friend for this. Otherwise, I’d never get to ride in such a nice car in my entire life."
"What are you talking about, Dad? Do you have so little faith in your own daughter?" Ouyang Jiani said, a little upset. "Hmph! I’m the general manager of a company now, with an annual salary of a million."
Ouyang Mingyue immediately smiled and apologized, "My daughter is incredible. It’s all my fault."
Xiao Hui, however, didn’t indulge her daughter. "This car must cost ten million, right? With your one-million-a-year salary, you’d have to not eat or drink for ten years to afford it. What’s there to be so smug about?"
"Mom, how could you say that to your own daughter?" Ouyang Jiani whined, playfully leaning on her arm. "And who says my salary won’t increase over those ten years?" Thıs content belongs to 𝓷𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓵⁂𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮⁂𝓷𝓮𝓽
Xiao Hui glanced at the man in the front passenger seat and said loudly, "Why are you telling me if your salary will increase? You should be asking your boss."
Sun Dasheng turned his head with a laugh. "Jia Nai has only been with the company for a few months and has already made remarkable achievements. Her salary will definitely keep climbing."
Hearing her master’s praise made her happier than anything. She proudly tilted her head up and said, "See that? That’s a validation from my Master."
"Master?" Xiao Hui inquired.
Oh no, the cat’s out of the bag.
Ouyang Jiani’s heart skipped a beat.
"This master you’re talking about, is it the one from your previous company who trained you?" she asked, glancing toward the front seat.
But Sun Dasheng had already turned his head back, seemingly preoccupied with his phone, and offered no response. She would have to solve the problem she had created herself.