Chapter 112: Chapter 112

(PS: The plea for tickets is pitiful, the saving is desperate, the author has already died in despair!)

"Mr. Zhang, won’t this be letting him off too cheaply?"

"Yes, Mr. Zhang, just firing him seems too lenient, doesn’t it?"

"Mr. Zhang, why don’t we call the police? Let them handle him, with the crimes he has committed, he should be sentenced to at least a year in prison."

Upon hearing Zhang Xiaohao’s words, Wu Qiaoqiao and Lin Xiaowen, leading a group of beauties from the public relations department, collectively expressed their stance.

Scuffle, scuffle, scuffle...

Just then, the sound of hurried footsteps came from the entrance, and three policemen walked in, stopping at the reception desk.

"Hello, we are from the city bureau, here is my badge, we are here because a murder case involves your company, and we need your leadership to confirm something," said the middle-aged policeman in charge.

The receptionist was startled, came to her senses, and was just about to pick up the phone to call Mr. Su’s office, but at this moment, Zhang Xiaohao walked over.

"Good to see you, Mr. Zhang!" Seeing Zhang Xiaohao coming over, the receptionist said with a smile.

"Hmm." Zhang Xiaohao nodded, looking at the leading policeman and said, "Hello, I’m the manager of the public relations department, what do you need me to help with?"

The middle-aged policeman took out a photo from his briefcase, handed it over, and said, "You should recognize this person, right?"

"Hmm, his name is Yang Zhonghu, he was our company’s former deputy manager of the security department, what happened?" Zhang Xiaohao said.

"He is dead. His time of death has been confirmed as around midnight last night," the middle-aged policeman said.

"Dead? How did he die?" Zhang Xiaohao asked, frowning.

"He was murdered! Looking at your expression, is there some hidden matter here?" the middle-aged policeman said.

"It’s , last night, our company was burgled, two burglars, and he was one of them," Zhang Xiaohao explained.

"Oh," the middle-aged policeman said.

"Qiaoqiao, bring Qian Fan here," Zhang Xiaohao ordered.

Hearing Zhang Xiaohao’s words, Wu Qiaoqiao and a group of women brought Qian Fan over.

"Officer, I’ll leave him in your hands," Zhang Xiaohao said.

"Hmm, I will handle it according to legal procedures," the middle-aged policeman said.

With that, he waved his hand and two policemen detained Qian Fan, and the group of three walked outside.

"Yay! Mr. Zhang, you’re simply too clever, by the way, Mr. Zhang, how did you know Qian Fan was the burglar?" Wu Qiaoqiao cheered, impatiently asking.

The remaining group of women, though silent, each stared at Zhang Xiaohao, waiting for his response.

"Haha, that’s a secret," Zhang Xiaohao laughed out loud, providing no explanation.

Turning around, he walked towards the upstairs.

Seeing Zhang Xiaohao going upstairs with an expressionless face, Wu Qiaoqiao and the others were tensed, thinking that Zhang Xiaohao was angry, and quickly followed him upstairs.

They went upstairs and entered the office.

Zhang Xiaohao picked up the phone on his desk and dialed Wang Mengmeng’s mobile.

The phone rang for a while and was quickly answered.

"This is Zhang Xiaohao, come to our company now, I need your assistance." After speaking, Zhang Xiaohao hung up the phone.

Wang Mengmeng lay lazily in bed, a look of astonishment on her face as she stared at the hung-up phone, startled; regaining her senses, her two claws waved fiercely in the air, wishing she could tear Zhang Xiaohao apart.

"It infuriates me, treating me like a servant, it’s simply detestable!" Dropping the phone, Wang Mengmeng grumpily got up from the bed.

Outside the office, a knocking sound echoed.

"Come in!" said Zhang Xiaohao.

The door opened, and Wu Qiaoqiao walked in.

"Your timing is perfect, I want to ask you, how did you manage the task I entrusted to you last night?" Zhang Xiaohao asked.

"I’ve already contacted the manufacturer. They replied that they would need at least three days to deliver the goods," Wu Qiaoqiao responded.

"Hmm, I need to go out later, and I might not return this afternoon. If Wang Mengmeng comes over, just manage it yourself, arrange for a spokesperson advertisement. You can decide on the venue. As for Wang Mengmeng, I’ve already made the arrangements," Zhang Xiaohao instructed.

"Yes, Mr. Zhang," Wu Qiaoqiao replied.

"All right, you may leave now!" Zhang Xiaohao said.

After Wu Qiaoqiao left, Zhang Xiaohao sat down calmly in his chair and rubbed his head. Recently, there had been too many things on his plate, so many that he was nearly overwhelmed.

Especially today, with the appearance of that two thousand-year-old ginseng, it was critical to his major breakthrough, and he couldn’t afford to give it up.

Rubbing his head, Zhang Xiaohao stood up from the boss chair and walked toward the exit.

"Secretary Lin, I need to go out for a bit, and I won’t be back this afternoon. If there are any documents that need to be handled, please keep them for me until tomorrow," Zhang Xiaohao said.

"Yes, Mr. Zhang," Lin Xiaowen replied.

Having arranged everything, Zhang Xiaohao walked outside.

Taking the elevator up to the eleventh floor, he arrived outside Su Ruobai’s office and entered directly without knocking.

"Ah! Mr. Zhang, what brings you here?" Su Ruobai’s secretary, looking surprised, said.

"Is Mr. Su inside? I need to discuss something with her," Zhang Xiaohao said.

"Mr. Su is inside. I’ll announce your presence."

"No need. You just carry on with your work; I’ll go in myself," Zhang Xiaohao said, waving his hand.

He walked directly toward the inside office.

Opening the door, he pushed it and entered.

Seeing someone come in, Su Ruobai’s brows furrowed subconsciously, and she felt quite displeased that her secretary hadn’t informed her in advance.

"What do you need?" Seeing it was Zhang Xiaohao, Su Ruobai asked coldly.

Zhang Xiaohao walked in and closed the door behind him.

He sat down on the chair opposite Su Ruobai, picked up the teacup on the desk, and took a sip.

"Bastard! That’s my teacup!" Realizing what happened, Su Ruobai said coldly with a glare.

The intense gaze seemingly wishing to squash this detestable guy with a slap.

"Heh, whose teacup it is doesn’t matter—as long as it holds water, it’s good!" Zhang Xiaohao said with a laugh.

"Tell me, what did you come here for?" Suppressing the anger in her heart, Su Ruobai asked coldly.

"You must know about the incident that happened in our department this morning?" Zhang Xiaohao said.

"Yes, I’m aware of it, and that you’ve exposed the mole. What do you want to say? You’re not going to tell me that both of them destroyed all the medicinal materials, are you?" Su Ruobai mocked.

"The medicinal materials weren’t wasted; I’ve hidden them away! Once the new cosmetics packaging is ready, it will be when ’Paris Spring’ becomes a bestseller!" Zhang Xiaohao stated confidently.

"Is that so? You only have a month. If you haven’t sold all the products by then, you’d better be prepared for the end! I won’t need to step in; once Xiao Xue is done with her urgent tasks, it’ll be your time up! Don’t end up unable to even enter your house," Su Ruobai taunted.

"You needn’t worry about that. Today, I came to tell you that I need to go out for a bit and won’t be back this afternoon. I’m just informing you in advance so nobody comes to you with tales about me," Zhang Xiaohao said. Read full story at 𝗻𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹⟡𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮⟡𝙣𝙚𝙩

"Hmph! If it’s official business, I can approve it. If it’s your personal matter and you dare use work time, you bastard, just wait for me to dock your pay!" Su Ruobai threatened coldly.

"Whatever! Well, I’ve said all I needed to say, time to go," dropping those words, Zhang Xiaohao lazily stood up and walked toward the exit.