866: Chapter 866: A Pie Filled with Gold Falls from the Sky 866: Chapter 866: A Pie Filled with Gold Falls from the Sky Huang Tao was a complete lecher; many female colleagues in the company had succumbed to him.
He had been coveting Fang Rong’s beauty for a long ti.
He had tried several tis to make a move but was decisively rejected by Fang Rong each ti.
Today, he was planning to lure Fang Rong over, use threats and enticents, and discreetly spike her drink—everything would fall into place flawlessly.
But, unexpectedly, Fang Rong didn’t show up.
This left him extrely frustrated, with the potent drug he had prepared going unused.
As he was sitting there in irritation, he suddenly received a phone call from Cheng Wanli, and what was even more inconceivable was that his position as Vice President of Sales was revoked just like that.
Huang Tao sat there, montarily unable to accept the truth.
He checked his phone multiple tis to confirm that the call truly ca from the boss, Cheng Wanli.
“Firing won’t be that easy.
I’ve been the one landing all the company’s deals.
Hmph, let’s see how you all manage without .” A trace of viciousness flickered in Huang Tao’s eyes.
It was already around ten-thirty in the evening.
Fang Rong was chatting with Fang Kuohai in his room.
Fang Rong was usually too busy with work to visit often, and every ti she ca back, they had endless things to talk about.
It was clear that there wasn’t much of a generational gap between them.
Fang Rong glanced at the clock and said, “Dad, you should go to bed early.
I’ll go get so sleep as well.”
Fang Kuohai nodded, but then suddenly seed to recall sothing.
He said, “Xiang Yu is no ordinary guy.
If you find yourself in trouble, you can ask him for help.”
Fang Rong nodded perfunctorily.
To her, Xiang Yu was just a directionless hooligan.
Moreover, her challenges stemd from higher-level managent, and Xiang Yu certainly couldn’t do anything about them.
Just as she was about to leave the room, her phone suddenly rang.
She sat on a nearby chair, not in a hurry to go out.
“What?
What did you say?” Fang Rong, upon hearing the voice on the other end, opened her mouth wide in astonishnt and was montarily speechless.
Seeing Fang Rong’s expression, Fang Kuohai beca nervous as well.
After Fang Rong hung up, he anxiously asked, “What happened?
What’s the matter?”
Fang Rong sat there, dumbfounded, her face void of expression.
“Dad, I got hit.” She murmured in confusion.
“What do you an hit?
Be clear.” Fang Kuohai asked anxiously.
“I got hit by a pie falling from the sky.” Fang Rong stared at Fang Kuohai and then suddenly laughed.
She hugged his neck and excitedly exclaid, “Dad, I got hit by a pie from the sky!”
Though Fang Kuohai didn’t understand what was happening, he could tell that it wasn’t bad news and felt relieved.
Fang Rong was exhilarated for a full five minutes before she finally looked at Fang Kuohai and said, “Dad, do you know?
Huang Tao has been dismissed.”
“Huang Tao?
Who’s that?” Fang Kuohai asked in confusion.
Fang Rong rarely discussed work with him.
Most of their conversations revolved around life or workplace gossip, which left Fang Kuohai clueless about her colleagues.
Today, Fang Rong voluntarily brought it up, proving she was truly ecstatic.
“Huang Tao is such a sleazy lowlife, absolutely no good at all.” Fang Rong said excitedly.
Fang Rong, still brimming with joy, shared many tidbits about Huang Tao.
“Who made the call just now?
Did they just tell you about this?” Fang Kuohai, although unclear about the details, sensed there might be more to the story.
Fang Rong stopped celebrating and thought for a mont before answering, “Right, the caller said he was a manager from Human Resources, informing that starting tomorrow, I’d be appointed as Sales Vice President.
What?
No way…”
Fang Rong had been so thrilled by Huang Tao’s dismissal—the man was not only her superior but also soone she deeply detested—that she felt as though she had won the lottery.
She hadn’t paid much attention to the rest of the conversation, but now that the information was sinking in, she froze in shock once again.
Fang Kuohai was equally stunned by this revelation.
Though he wasn’t involved in the corporate world, even he found Fang Rong’s promotion speed unusually abrupt.
Understanding his daughter’s capabilities, Fang Kuohai realized that this promotion was unlikely to be entirely rit-based.
Being a seasoned man, Fang Kuohai couldn’t help but wonder.
Grabbing Fang Rong’s shoulders, he looked at her seriously and asked, “Tell the truth—did you resort to so other ans to get this position?”
In this materialistic world, people would go to great lengths to achieve their goals—so used money, while others traded physical favors for wealth.
Though he trusted that Fang Rong wouldn’t engage in such behavior, the situation still felt implausible.
“You old rascal.” Fang Rong saw her father questioning her like this and rolled her eyes in mock annoyance.
Their relationship wasn’t just father-daughter but also one of friendship, which was precisely why there was no generational gap between them.
However, Fang Kuohai’s earlier words clearly suggested that he suspected Fang Rong of using so improper ans.
His face flushed with embarrassnt.
He chuckled awkwardly, “Wait a minute, it’s already past ten-thirty—most people are off work.
Why did they call you at this hour?”
Upon this realization, both father and daughter simultaneously thought of soone.
Their gazes instinctively turned toward Xiang Yu’s room.
“Could it be him?” Fang Kuohai wondered aloud.
“No way, you’re joking,” Fang Rong responded.
Talking as they walked, they arrived outside Xiang Yu’s room.
Fang Kuohai reached out to knock on the door, but Fang Rong directly pushed it open and entered.
Fang Kuohai: “…”
As soon as they entered, they saw Xiang Yu lying on the bed wearing nothing but his underwear, sound asleep with drool at the corner of his mouth.
Fang Kuohai had assud Fang Rong would feel embarrassed, but he had underestimated his daughter.
Fang Rong joked, “Ah, it’s pretty big,” before leaving the room, leaving Fang Kuohai baffled.
For a fleeting mont, Fang Rong really did entertain the thought that Xiang Yu might have had sothing to do with it.
But upon seeing him asleep so sloppily, she swiftly abandoned that notion.
Xiang Yu, even in sleep, looked like a total loser.
Then again, she had never seen how a sophisticated man like a wealthy gentleman slept—presumably, it would be genteel and refined.
Fang Kuohai stood in the room for a mont before murmuring to himself, “Could it really be because of you?”
Of course, the “you” he referred to was Xiang Yu.
Fang Rong thought long and hard but couldn’t figure it out.
She reviewed her recent business deals and the people she’d encountered, but nothing seed connected.
Ultimately, unable to make sense of it, she returned to her room to sleep.
anwhile, on the highway between City Two and City Five, four vehicles sped along.
In the middle was an ambulance, carrying a man whose entire body was wrapped in bandages, leaving only his head exposed.
This man was Wang Hongbin.
Beside Wang Hongbin sat four people, one of whom was He Guisheng.
At that mont, He Guisheng was hunched over, fiddling with his phone.
“Guisheng, what are you doing?” Wang Hongbin suddenly asked.
Despite his severe injuries, Wang Hongbin’s mind remained clear.
Startled by Wang Hongbin’s voice, He Guisheng imdiately jolted and quickly tucked his phone away…
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