The car started.
The two hurried towards the company.
As soon as Wen Zhiyan arrived at his office, an argument could be heard from outside.
"Get lost! Open your damn eyes and see who I am! If I get hurt by you, can you afford it?"
"Mr. Ran, our chairman has something very important to attend to and is not seeing guests. Please do not make things difficult for us, your employees."
"Make things difficult? Do you know how much I've lost because of that heartless Wen Zhiyan? If you dare to block me, I'll beat you to death."
"Stop hitting him, somebody, stop hitting him!"
"If you dare to block me again, I'll beat you until you're hospitalized for half a month!"
With that, the office door was pushed open from the outside.
A man in a suit, with a potbelly and a triangular eye patch that gave him a menacing air, about 1.7 meters tall, appeared at the office entrance, looking at Wen Zhiyan with a dark gaze.
"Third Uncle."
"Wen Zhiyan, you still acknowledge me as your third uncle?" Ran Chenggui strode into the office, slammed his hands heavily on the desk, and pointed an accusing finger at Wen Zhiyan, his eyes blazing. "You've grown bold, your wings have hardened, you dare to play games with me, huh?"
"Master Wen," Xin Xuanlai stood at the door, covering his mouth and looking apologetically at Wen Zhiyan. "I'm sorry, I couldn't stop Mr. Ran."
"Go to the hospital first. You don't need to worry about this for now."
"Yes."
"Wen Zhiyan, I'm talking to you, did you hear me?"
Only then did Wen Zhiyan slightly lift his head and look at Ran Chenggui, his tone calm. "May I know what business Third Uncle has with me?"
"You slut, you're playing me. Did you know from the start that there was a problem with the land at Xinhua?"
Wen Zhiyan tilted his head slightly, his eyes showing no trace of emotion. "I'm not sure what Third Uncle means by that."
"Playing dumb, are we?" Ran Chenggui nodded angrily. "I'm asking you, why weren't you at the banquet last night?"
"Third Uncle, I am a married man, and such banquets are not suitable for me."
Ran Chenggui sneered. "You're just a cripple, as if your presence would have made a difference."
"Third Uncle, if you've come specifically to insult me, then please leave. I have very important matters to attend to and cannot see you off."
"Shut up, I'm asking you, why didn't you attend the auction this morning?"
At first, he was overjoyed when he learned that Wen Zhiyan had withdrawn from the auction, thinking that his sister had persuaded Wen Zhiyan to give up bidding for the Xinhua land.
Without the interference of the Wen Corporation, the Xinhua land was quickly acquired by their Ran family. However, just as he was about to celebrate after signing the contract, he heard rumors that the land he had bought had an eighty percent chance of being used for high-speed rail construction.
"You knew from the start that there was a problem with the Xinhua land, didn't you? That's why you flew back first thing this morning." Ran Chenggui pounded the desk. "Don't try to deny it. I asked the hotel receptionist, and you had Xin Xuan pick you up to go to the airport early in the morning."
"I can only say that this was all a coincidence," Wen Zhiyan picked up a document from the side, saying with a detached air. "If Third Uncle wants to overthink it, there's nothing I can do."
"Wen Zhiyan, you've got guts, you really have guts." Ran Chenggui was amused and angry. "You squeezed out our people in Wen Corporation, drove out the person in charge of October Hotel, and now you're targeting the Ran family, right?"
"Wen Zhiyan, you are an ungrateful wretch, no wonder your mother dislikes you." Seeing Wen Zhiyan's indifferent expression, Ran Chenggui was furious and reached out to snatch the document from his hand. "I'm talking to you, did you hear me?"
Saying that, Ran Chenggui could no longer hold back and leaned over the desk, grabbing Wen Zhiyan's collar with both hands and yanking him up. "I want you to give me an explanation, did you hear me?"
In stark contrast to Ran Chenggui's extreme anger, Wen Zhiyan was exceptionally calm, with a slight smile on his lips. "What? Third Uncle, are you resorting to torture to extract a confession because you can't find the answer?"
"Wen Zhiyan."
"Third Uncle, if you punch me, it won't be so easily resolved," Wen Zhiyan raised his eyes to signal the surveillance cameras on the wall. "Or does Third Uncle want to get a preview of prison life in advance?"
"Wen Zhiyan, you are ruthless."
"Third Uncle's words ring true," Wen Zhiyan raised his hand and pried open Ran Chenggui's wrist, his gaze turning cold. "I think compared to what your uncles have done, this is not worth mentioning, is it?"
"You, you!" Ran Chenggui leaned on the desk with one hand, his other hand trembling as he pointed at Wen Zhiyan. "Are you trying to anger me to death before you're happy?"
"Third Uncle, you jest."
Wen Zhiyan raised his hand and called for security to come in. "Third Uncle, if you have nothing else, then please leave. After all, it's a big project. I think... forget it, there's nothing to think about. I wish Third Uncle and the Ran family continued prosperity in business."
With that, security guards entered the office and, under Wen Zhiyan's gentle gaze, politely and courteously escorted Ran Chenggui out.
"Who let Mr. Ran in?"
The secretary stood before Wen Zhiyan, uneasy and frightened. "Y-yes, I'm sorry, Chairman. Our people couldn't stop him."
"I'm asking, how did he get in?"
The secretary stammered, not daring to speak.
"Notify the staff, dismiss them through the normal process," Wen Zhiyan opened the document the secretary had picked up. "From now on, no one related to the Ran family is allowed up without my permission."
"Yes, I'll pass it down immediately."
"By the way, do you have a driver's license?"
"Yes," the secretary nodded quickly.
"For the next couple of days, I'll trouble you to temporarily take over Assistant Xin's duties. I'll have the finance department give you extra pay."
"Okay, Chairman."
The secretary closed the office door and returned to her workstation.
"Ahhh, tell us quickly, what did the Chairman ask you to do in his office?"
The secretary discreetly glanced around before bending down and hurrying back to her workstation. "Don't talk nonsense. The Chairman is just asking me to fill in as an assistant for a few days."
One of them smirked. "Just an assistant, is that all?"
"Exactly! I think our Chairman is quite handsome, it's just his legs that aren't great. But Wang Ya, if you manage to hook up with the Chairman, you won't have to worry about food and clothing for the rest of your life."
"What are you talking about?" Wang Ya frowned, thinking it best not to fantasize or speak carelessly. "The Chairman has a wife, don't talk nonsense."
"You guys, don't you have anything better to do all day?"
The sudden scolding silenced everyone's gossip.
"Wang Ya, what were you doing in the Chairman's office just now? Didn't I say only I can go to the Chairman's office?"
"You weren't at your post just now, and I was afraid the Chairman might be anxious, so I went ahead," Wang Ya replied, lowering her head.
"Alright, for today's matter, you're fined five hundred yuan. If there's a next time, don't blame me for being impolite."
With that, the woman, swaying her slender waist and walking in ten-centimeter heels, strode towards the Chairman's office.