The Supreme Soldier King of the Lady CEO
Chapter 223 - 222: I want to fire all of you again!

Chapter 223: Chapter 222: I want to fire all of you again!

"Yes, yes, yes, young master, I’ve already settled the workers’ issue. In fact, I’ve even processed their rehiring in advance, so you can rest assured, haha!"

On the big bed of the bathhouse, Zhao Zhenhai laughed heartily into the phone.

"Zhao Zhenhai, how did you manage that?" On the other end of the line, White Impermanence frowned slightly. The workers from the Glamour Factory were all fired by Ye Huan from Tianyun International. How did Zhao Zhenhai manage to get them back?

"Young master, I really put my heart and soul into making this happen. I almost got fired by Ye Huan in the process."

"I deliberately provoked Ye Huan, got him to make a gambling agreement with me, and if I won, I could call all the workers back to Tianyun International! In the end, Ye Huan lost, and he had nothing to say, haha!"

Zhao Zhenhai laughed heartily, feeling triumphant.

On the other end of the line, White Impermanence’s brow relaxed.

With the workers back at Tianyun International, it would be much easier to increase the cost of Glamour, and control would be back in their hands.

Once Hundred Transformations gets rid of Ye Huan, the plan can proceed smoothly.

After all, only the No. 2 warehouse is damaged. Later, they will increase efforts to buy back Glamour from various channels, continuing to fill the warehouse.

Taking over Tianyun International is just a matter of spending some more money!

"Hmm, you did a good job on this matter."

"Once the plan succeeds, you’ll be the second in command, and benefits will surely come to you."

With that, White Impermanence hung up the phone.

The slightly approving tone of White Impermanence’s words made Zhao Zhenhai overjoyed.

"Ye Huan, oh Ye Huan, you’re truly my ’benefactor’! If it weren’t for you exaggerating and taking on the gamble, I wouldn’t have known how to get the workers rehired, haha!"

Zhao Zhenhai’s face was beaming with satisfaction, and he felt "grateful" toward Ye Huan as endlessly as the flowing river.

Rehiring all the workers in advance was indeed a significant achievement, and he couldn’t help but "share the good news" prematurely, even though it wasn’t yet the agreed date of the gamble!

But he didn’t care.

Conjuring half a month’s Glamour output out of thin air?

Isn’t that a joke, just laughable!

Did he pull it out like a magic trick? Ridiculous, truly a clown!

Ye Huan, tomorrow I’ll make you lose face completely!

...

The next day, at Tianyun International.

Early in the morning, Zhao Zhenhai gathered all the HR department employees and all the rehired workers in the company lobby, waiting for Ye Huan’s arrival.

By gathering so many people, he naturally wanted more to witness Ye Huan’s humiliation when he couldn’t produce the Glamour.

"Waiting for you?" In the passenger seat of the Rolls-Royce Phantom, Liu Tianyun slightly frowned.

The car had just passed by the company, and both of them saw the scene in the lobby.

Led by Zhao Zhenhai, supported by others, there were at least two hundred people.

Stopping the car, Ye Huan shrugged helplessly, "Someone is eager to publicly acknowledge me as an elder, I can’t do anything about it—"

Liu Tianyun didn’t speak. She decided to help Ye Huan drive everyone away later so that when he couldn’t produce the Glamour, it wouldn’t be too embarrassing for him.

In this way, it might be considered a small favor, swapping the "divorce" demand for a "meet the parents" request wouldn’t be too unreasonable.

Divorce? Impossible!

"Big Brother" might be Ye Huan’s blood brother, and there was just news about it, how could they divorce? If they were to divorce, it would have to be after finding "Big Brother"!

If Huan knew her thoughts, he would cough up five liters of blood!

Just as they stepped onto the stairs, Zhao Zhenhai couldn’t wait to come over.

"President Liu." Zhao Zhenhai first bowed slightly to greet her.

Liu Tianyun didn’t even glance his way, her cold eyes sweeping over the crowd, "Why are you all gathered here? It’s almost work time, are you planning to be late? Do company rules mean nothing to you!"

With those words, the hundred or so HR department employees under Zhao Zhenhai’s command broke into a cold sweat and quickly left.

"Who would have thought?" Zhao Zhenhai gnashed his teeth, feeling that with fewer people, Ye Huan would lose much less face, and it was frustrating.

At this moment...

"Hey, hey, hey, hold on!"

"Everyone come back, come back!"

Ye Huan blocked the front of the crowd, gesturing for the hundred or so HR department employees who were about to leave to "come back."

Zhao Zhenhai was overjoyed, almost laughing out loud. Ye Huan was obviously not satisfied with the amount of face he was losing, haha!

Liu Tianyun’s face darkened, her intention to help Ye Huan was clear, yet he actually called the people back? Did he find it necessary to have a larger audience when he failed to produce the Glamour?

"You all are from the HR department, right."

"This matter is a bit awkward to bring up, but... since your director doesn’t mind, I don’t care either."

With a serious face, Ye Huan raised his eyebrows at the crowd, "Truth be told, your Director Zhao is about to acknowledge me as his grandpa. Although I’m quite embarrassed to have such a junior, there’s nothing I can do, things have become a foregone conclusion."

"..."

The whole place went silent.

The HR department employees exchanged puzzled looks, completely confused about the situation.

"Shut the hell up!"

Zhao Zhenhai erupted in rage, cursing out loudly, "Ye Huan, you really think you can conjure up Glamour? You believe your own exaggerations, don’t you?!"

After cursing, he looked at the crowd.

Many people in the crowd weren’t present yesterday and were unaware of the situation.

With dramatic flair, Zhao Zhenhai repeated what had transpired the previous day.

This immediately sparked a wave of chatter.

"What, he... he actually said he can conjure up that much Glamour, is that a joke?"

"How much is half a month’s output of Glamour?"

Asked an employee.

Among the workers, someone chuckled, explaining with a laugh, "Half a month’s output of Glamour requires the entire factory to work around the clock for fifteen to seventeen days, totaling about seven million cans!"

Fifteen to seventeen days of production, seven million cans!?

This figure left the bewildered employees in shock.

"Damn, conjure up seven million cans of Glamour out of thin air? That’s the biggest, most ridiculous boast I’ve ever heard!"

"Do you guys know about delusional disorder? Recently, there have been a lot of news reports about patients with this condition. The symptom is believing in their own brags!"

"Damn, now that you mention it, it does ring a bell. I think his symptoms are very similar to those of delusional patients. Should we contact the mental hospital?"

"Who cares, what’s it got to do with us!"

The employees whispered among themselves, their gazes at Ye Huan wary, treating him as a "delusional patient."

Seven million cans of Glamour is no small feat!

In the current market, even one can of Glamour is hard to come by!

This security chief, how can he brag so shamelessly?

Listening to the employees’ descriptions of Ye Huan, Zhao Zhenhai couldn’t hide his satisfaction.

Satisfying, it’s just so satisfying!

But what’s even more satisfying is utterly humiliating him in front of everyone!

Zhao Zhenhai stretched out his hand, his face full of mockery, "Ye Huan, where’s your half month’s worth of Glamour output, bring it on!"

As soon as those words fell, the workers snickered cooperatively.

"Director Zhao, bring it out? You’re giving him too much credit!"

"Yeah, he’s just a delusional patient who doesn’t blink when bragging!"

"It’s hilarious, claiming he could bring out the goods, adopt Director Zhao as his junior, and fire him? Even more, fire us again? Haha, almost died laughing..."

The workers stopped abruptly...

Ye Huan held up his phone, the screen passed in front of everyone...

Their eyes widened in astonishment as they clearly saw...

Glamour!

A mountain of Glamour piled up in the Glamour Factory warehouse!

Ye Huan, with a calm expression, said:

"Sorry, Zhao Zhenhai acknowledging me as his grandpa is set in stone!"

"And not only that, I’m also going to fire him!"

"Furthermore, not only will I fire him..."

Ye Huan snapped his fingers, his playful gaze sweeping over the workers, "I’ll also fire all of you again!"