Comrade: Almost a Cat-astrophic Love Story Chapter 208 - I’m Sorry! I’m the Dog!

Chapter 208: I’m Sorry! I’m the Dog!

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

It was with good reason that Pei Zhen was called ‘Daddy Pei’.

Although Pei Zhen was a lazy person normally, when angered he had a razor-sharp tongue that could reduce anyone to tears.

The big boss was stunned when Pei Zhen pointed out that the agreent didn’t have a clause relating to coming out of the closet. The next mont, Pei Zhen demonstrated his superior skills in resenting soone.

“The agreent doesn’t contain any terms and conditions relating to coming out, hence my coming out doesn’t constitute a breach of terms. The company has made an intention to terminate my agreent without good cause. Who should be bearing the penalty then? Aren’t you aware of this?”

The middle-aged man appeared a little nervous. “No. It’s you…”

“You’re right. I did co out of the closet. But in doing so, I brought lilight and attention to the agency. General Manager Liu, don’t think for a mont I don’t know that you’re taking the opportunity to make money. You’ve taken advantage of in this instance, and want to seek compensation from . Your face is as big as a salad bowl.”

“Pei Zhen!”

“Let’s not even talk about whether the penalty sum is reasonable. Do you dare say that you have nothing to do with the wave of sar campaigns on the internet? I only ca out of the closet; I didn’t do anything to harm anyone. But the way you’ve defad , oh, are you looking to be invited to the police station for tea?”

“You!” He was holding the status of a big boss, yet a string of swear words escaped his mouth as he slamd his palm on the table. “You son of a bitch!”

Thinking that Pei Zhen was on his way down anyway, he might as well go gloriously. The big boss did, in fact, hire a bunch of internet ghostwriters to start a sar campaign against Pei Zhen. Only, the mont it was exposed, it more than infuriated him.

Anger aside, the infuriated man looked quite ugly.

He could say such nasty words…

“Huh.”

Pei Zhen laughed icily and closed the docunt with a loud snap. Initially, he had sat back in the chair lazily, but with the ugly showdown he got up from the chair.

Drawing himself to his full and imposing height, Pei Zhen was not to be fooled around with. He walked towards the big boss, emitting an aura of danger that he no longer cared to suppress.

“You… you… you…” General Manager Liu was nervous and drenched in cold sweat. Particularly when Pei Zhen placed his hand on the table right in front of him, and he almost shouted for fear that Pei Zhen might hurt him. “What are you doing? Hit ? Let tell you, if you hit …”

“Hit you?” Without waiting for the big boss to finish, Pei Zhen interrupted sarcastically, saying, “My hand is used to touch Fu Sichen. You? You’re far from good enough.”

He’d lived more than half a century, and no one had ever spoken so resentfully to him. He was at a loss for words. General Manager Liu didn’t understand how it happened, and the only words he could utter in the end were ‘You, you, you’.

“There’s no need to be too angry.” Pei Zhen stood up straight again and looked down at him. “I’m the one who ca out of the closet, and I’m the one who caused the damages. I will pay the penalty. The condition is that you have to apologize to Xiao Nian and Miss Chen.”

Miss Chen, the secretary, was moved to tears. “Pei Pei…”

“Oh, one more thing.” Pei Zhen took out his mobile phone and dialed a number. “And you have to apologize to my Guo’er.”

Guo’er was Pei Zhen’s mother, of course.

He had carried him for ten months in the womb and expended great efforts in bringing him up. He could insult Pei Zhen himself, but Pei Zhen would never let anyone who insulted his mother off the hook.

“You!” General Manager Liu turned red in pure fury. “Don’t push your luck. I most definitely will not apologize!”

“Oh.” The line was connected, and Pei Zhen said icily,” Mum, could you contact Uncle Yang… yes, your classmate who is a prosecutor. Soone has insulted you. I wonder what happens to people who insult our national research scholar.”

“I’m sorry! I’m the dog!”