Celestial Master： I Have an Otherworld-Chapter 88 - 39: Video_2

The person being reprimanded was a tall woman, her head bowed, long hair covering her cheeks, remaining silent in the face of criticism.

There were quite a few people in the opposite office, all looking up at the scene with varied expressions, among them ridicule and mockery.

"Do you know why someone as young as you managed to reach this position? If you came in through connections, don't try to show off recklessly."

The man in the suit had a gloomy expression and shouted angrily:

"A deal worth millions, without proper verification, and now something goes wrong. Who's responsible?"

"Me," the woman replied softly:

"I'll take responsibility."

"You take responsibility?" The man in the suit sneered:

"A loss of millions, how will you take responsibility?"

"Do you realize that the entire department, even the whole company, has to bear the consequences of your mistake? And yet, you say you'll take responsibility, just because you have a big face?"

"Just because you're good-looking?"

"If you're a vase, you should just stay as a vase and not show off."

The man's words were merciless, causing the woman to be unable to hold back her grievances any longer, her delicate body trembling, until she started to cry.

"Crying?"

The man snorted:

"If crying were useful, I could cry for three days and nights."

"Enough!" In the office, a hefty woman emerged, frowned, and said:

"Old He, that's enough. You haven't examined this case either, and the entire department holds responsibility for the error."

"You can't just blame Wen Lei alone."

"Humph!" Old He snorted coldly, suddenly throwing the documents at the woman's feet:

"You deal with it yourself!"

The woman's body trembled gently, she bent down to slowly pick up the documents, wiped her face with her hand, and headed towards the restroom with bowed head.

"Mr. Fang."

Yang Yingxia's voice rang out:

"Shall we go?"

"Hm." Fang Zheng nodded, watching the woman's figure disappear before following Yang Yingxia towards the elevator.

"That girl is really pitiful." Inside the elevator, Yang Yingxia said with pursed lips:

"Being reprimanded in front of so many people, I think that man in the suit did it on purpose, making her cry."

"Yes." Fang Zheng nodded:

"It was indeed a bit excessive."

Making mistakes deserved reprimand, but the scenario just now, was obviously intentionally humiliating her publicly, which was indeed somewhat malicious.

Many contracts are involved.

Over 500 square meters of office space were rented out, even attracting the general manager of Wenchang Mansion, Le Zhi, with whom Fang Zheng exchanged business cards.

"Mr. Fang, welcome to Wenchang Mansion."

Le Zhi escorted him to the door, smiling:

"In a month, everything should be ready, and I'll have someone send some congratulatory gifts."

"Manager Le is too kind." Fang Zheng waved his hand.

"Hm."

Le Zheng stroked his chin, scrutinizing Fang Zheng back and forth:

"Mr. Fang, have we met before? I feel you look familiar."

"Really?" Fang Zheng's eyes moved slightly, probing:

"Beside Mr. Zhao?"

"Mr. Zhao." Le Zheng showed a look of contemplation, then his expression became somewhat strange, even a bit nervous, stepped back and chuckled awkwardly:

"I remember now, it's Mr. Fang."

"We have met."

There aren't many businessmen around who have taken lives, and currently the most famous in Qu City is obviously Fang Zheng, making his heart unsteady.

Bringing this troublemaker into the mansion, will it be okay?

"Heh..." Fang Zheng chuckled lightly:

"See you around."

"See you." Le Zheng nodded, adding in his heart, hoping to never see him again.

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"Hello!"

Fang Zheng picked up the phone, smiling:

"Boss Wen, a rare guest, why did you think to call me this late?"

"Where are you?" Wen Lei's voice was hushed:

"Come out for a drink."

"Alright." Fang Zheng stretched his muscles:

"Where to?"

"Pai Street." Wen Lei said:

"Heaven and Earth."

?

This name truly inspires daydreams.

Fang Zheng hung up the phone, called a car, and headed straight to Pai Street.

Inside the bar.

Wen Lei, dressed in plain clothes, sat in front of the bar counter, holding a large glass and pouring it down her throat, her face flushed all over.

She was beautiful and had a nice figure, moreover drinking alone like she had something on her mind, naturally drew the attention of other men.

Several people sneaked closer, looking for an opportunity.

"Troubled?"

Fang Zheng stepped forward, pulled over a stool, and sat down:

"Drinking like that, you'll drink yourself sick."

The men nearby showed disdain, this flirting method is so outdated, next comes the good show of being chased away by the beauty.

This scene has played out several times before.

"You're here."

Unexpectedly, the beauty had no intention of chasing him away, she gestured for another glass and pushed it towards Fang Zheng:

"Drink with me!"

"I can't handle much alcohol." Fang Zheng picked up the glass and took a small sip:

"Finish this one and let's go."

"Go?" Wen Lei snorted lightly:

"Where to?"

"Hotel." Fang Zheng chuckled:

"You probably don't know, I'm a gold member at Feixing, get 40% off for accommodation."

Feixing is a five-star chain hotel, already considered top-tier in Qu City; getting a gold membership there is not easy.

"Heh..." Wen Lei sneered:

"Men!"

"If you want to drink, drink at a hotel." Fang Zheng said:

"This is not a place for drinking."

Wen Lei looked up, glanced at the nearby greedy eyes like wolves and tigers, sighed helplessly, and put down her glass.

"Let's go!"

Out on the street, the cold wind invigorated her groggy spirit.

Wen Lei brushed her temples and looked confused:

"Don't you have anything you want to ask?"

"..." Fang Zheng pursed his lips:

"Today I went to Wenchang Mansion for some private matters."

"Hm?" Wen Lei turned sharply, surprise in her eyes:

"You were there?"

"Happened by chance." Fang Zheng nodded.

"Ah!" Wen Lei covered her face with both hands:

"So embarrassing."