Chapter 34: Chapter 34

"Without a directive from HR, what right do you have to tell me to get out?" He Ling’s voice was thick with rage.

"What right? I’m the manager of the PR department, the Emperor of the PR department! HR doesn’t mean shit! From now on, I am not only the PR department manager but also the HR manager of the PR department! My word is law! Wu Qiaoqiao, take some people, and get this crazy woman out of here! If she dares to resist, just beat her up! I refuse to believe this nonsense; a bunch of women can’t take down one old lady! If a few aren’t enough, then everyone get in on it! The PR department might lack everything, but we certainly don’t lack beauties!" Zhang Xiaohao declared with an air of dominance.

"Yes, Mr. Zhang! I’ll take people and get this crazy woman out right away," Wu Qiaoqiao said with a sneer.

As the deputy director of the PR department’s office, Wu Qiaoqiao had always been suppressed by He Ling, this old woman. Now, with the strong support of the big manager Zhang Xiaohao, she immediately felt bolstered.

"Sisters, come over here, let’s get this crazy woman out!" With a commanding wave, Wu Qiaoqiao’s trusted followers, a dozen beauties, quickly stood up, surrounding He Ling with sneers.

"What are you trying to do? Ganging up because you have the numbers? You think just because you have people, I don’t?" He Ling said with a cold laugh.

"Haha..." No sooner had her words fallen than Wu Qiaoqiao’s group burst into proud laughter.

He Ling was startled. When she turned around, she was nearly exploding with anger!

Fucking hell, the group that used to suck up to her were now all working intently at their desks, with such a focused look that it was infuriating.

"You—all of you, get up! I, He Ling, have always treated you well, and now at the crucial moment, you all cower like spineless turtles! I order you now, stand up and beat up Wu Qiaoqiao, that shameless bitch," He Ling shouted hysterically.

Unfortunately, not a single person paid any attention to her, as if she was just farting—loud, but entirely ineffective.

"Go! Carry her out and throw her out!" Wu Qiaoqiao ordered imperiously with a wave of her hand, and a group of girls rushed forward, pinning He Ling down, lifting her body, and heading for the elevator.

"Stop right there! What do you think you’re doing? Trying to turn the world upside down? Is there no respect for the rules anymore?" Su Ruobai walked in fiercely, his face stern.

Behind him followed Song Fuzhong from HR, and those four security guards who had been beaten earlier, apparently, he had gone for backup.

Wu Qiaoqiao and the others paused, instinctively wanting to put He Ling down, but in that moment, Zhang Xiaohao’s calm voice rang out, "I’m the PR department manager. What I say goes here. Without my order, you don’t have to listen to anyone! Su Ruobai or even Mr. Cheng can come, but you do as I say! Now I order you to carry out this madwoman He Ling and throw her out."

"I’d like to see who dares!" Su Ruobai said coldly. New ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄhapters are published on novel⦿fire.net

"Do it!" In that moment, Wu Qiaoqiao bit her silver teeth, making a swift decision in her heart—to damn the consequences, to live forever or go down in flames! If worse came to worst, she would be fired and simply find another job.

Thereupon, leading a group of girls, they continued to carry He Ling towards the outside.

"Stop them!" Seeing Wu Qiaoqiao’s action, Su Ruobai was about to explode with anger and shouted coldly.

"I dare you to try! Those who aren’t afraid of death can give it a shot," Zhang Xiaohao sneered as he stood up and spoke.

Confronted by Zhang Xiaohao’s menacing gaze, the four security guards immediately shrank back, becoming as meek as turtles tucking in their necks, as obedient as they possibly could be. As for Song Fuzhong, he was already scared witless, keeping his head low and tucking it between his legs, terrified of attracting Zhang Xiaohao’s attention and receiving a few more slaps across the face.

"Zhang Xiaohao, what do you think you’re doing? Do you even see me as your general manager anymore? I’m commanding you right now, this instant, to let them come back! Otherwise, you can wait to be fired!" Su Ruobai said aggressively with a cold face.

Zhang Xiaohao didn’t immediately respond to her. Instead, he coldly glared at Song Fuzhong and the others and barked, "The lot of you, get lost now! Without my orders, if anyone dares set foot in the PR department again, I’ll chop off the foot that steps in! Get out!"

Confronted by Zhang Xiaohao’s menacing gaze, Song Fuzhong and his group immediately knelt, not daring to resist, each of them shrinking their heads as they quickly fled the PR department.

As he was leaving, Song Fuzhong thought bitterly, ’You little bastard, just wait! I will repay today’s humiliation tenfold someday!’

"What are you all looking at? Without my orders today, no one is allowed to leave work, and there’s not a cent of overtime pay! Whoever dares leave early will be fired on the spot!" After dealing with Song Fuzhong and his group, Zhang Xiaohao sneered as he looked at the remaining people in the office.

These people had all originally aligned themselves with He Ling, joining forces to try to intimidate Zhang Xiaohao. Facing them, Zhang Xiaohao showed no mercy.

In this day and age, everything is scarce except for beautiful vases with a pair of legs!

The PR department doesn’t need diplomas, it doesn’t require educational qualifications; as long as you have a good-looking, charming face, that’s all you need, it’s all about living off your looks. If they dare to leave, Zhang Xiaohao wouldn’t mind firing them all and then conducting a massive recruitment drive.

"Zhang Xiaohao, what are you trying to do? Do you even see me as your general manager anymore? What do you think the company’s rules and regulations are for?" Su Ruobai asked coldly, with a sullen face, word by word.

"Now it’s your turn!" Saying that, Zhang Xiaohao took a step forward, grabbed Su Ruobai’s body, and hoisted her up roughly and simply onto his shoulder, his right hand holding her legs, his left hand on her buttocks, heading towards his own office.

"Ah! Jerk! Hooligan! What do you think you’re doing? I warn you, let me go right now! Otherwise, don’t blame me for not being polite to you!" Su Ruobai yelled, flailing her soft, jade-like little hands.

She hadn’t been making much noise, but her screams and thrashing caused Zhang Xiaohao to instantly react. With a swish, his manhood stood erect, leading a hundred thousand troops, ready for battle at any moment.

To those in the main hall who witnessed this scene, their mouths gaped open in shock. They wanted to shout but clamped their hands over their mouths to prevent any sound from escaping, fearing that any noise might provoke Zhang Xiaohao’s thunderous retribution.

Once inside the office, with a bang!

Zhang Xiaohao locked the office door from the inside and carried Su Ruobai towards the lounge.

Seeing this, Su Ruobai was horrified, mistaking Zhang Xiaohao’s intentions, and cried out in panic, "You bastard! Hooligan! If you dare touch me, let me tell you, you’re dead! You’re going to spend the rest of your life in jail! If you know what’s good for you, let me go right now, otherwise, I won’t let this go!"