Chapter 1881: A Strategy of Killing Two Birds with One Stone, Yet Calculating Against Oneself

Huo Zhenteng felt so stifled inside; was he really supposed to just kneel there properly?

He didn't want to kneel, damn it.

Kneeling to Zichen was meant to put him in check, and even more so, to lure him into a trap.

But the things Sheng Zichen said—even if he had secretly recorded them, it would be useless. Although they were all the truth, they were all points unfavorable to him; there wasn't a single thing that was harmful to Sheng Zichen!

And it wasn't just that.

Many people at Phoenix Restaurant knew Huo Zhenteng. His arrival at the Chairman's office immediately aroused the curiosity of many, and everyone wanted to know what was happening.

It wasn't opening time yet, so everyone snuck outside the office to eavesdrop. At first, it was just one or two, but later, there were more and more people.

As more people gathered, the more satisfying it was to listen!

It was too gratifying. Yes, just do it like that; let this old thing kneel and talk.

The old thing is very wicked; he deserves to be taught a lesson.

At first, everyone found it quite satisfying to listen, but after a while, it didn't feel satisfying enough. What was the point of eavesdropping?

They wanted to listen openly and aboveboard!

The first person to go in was the front desk supervisor.

She pretended to be busy, holding a sheet of paper as she entered: "Chairman, these are the consumption and procurement receipts from the front desk yesterday. Please sign them..."

"Bring them here."

Sheng Zichen took them, but he didn't sign them directly; naturally, he had to take a look.

At this moment, the supervisor pretended to discover Huo Zhenteng kneeling on the floor by accident and immediately cried out: "Oh my, isn't this General Manager Huo? Why are you kneeling on the floor? The floor is so cold; can your old arms and legs handle it? Come, come..."

She dragged the floor mat from the doorway over and "kindly" reminded him: "Kneel on this; it insulates against the cold and heat."

No matter how much composure Huo Zhenteng had, he couldn't hold it together anymore.

He said crossly: "Thank you for your kindness, but it's not needed."

He actually wanted to get up more than anything, but without Sheng Zichen's word, he didn't dare.

If the negotiations didn't go well today, his old life might not even be guaranteed when he went back!

Since he had already suffered the humiliation, a little more wouldn't hurt.

Although he had come to terms with it, he was still very angry.

The supervisor was clearly doing it on purpose. He had worked at Phoenix Restaurant too, and not just for a day or two; he had been the one to handle the establishment of this restaurant, so he knew the rules here better than anyone.

Procurement receipts were the job of the procurement department and had nothing to do with the hotel supervisor.

Besides, even if it were a report, these things didn't require the Chairman's signature; the hotel manager's signature was enough.

If the Chairman had to be bothered with everything, he would be annoyed to death!

He knew everything, yet he couldn't argue or expose them; that was the most stifling part.

However, the most stifling thing was not just one incident!

The supervisor finished insulting him with her sharp tongue and left, satisfied.

A moment later, the head chef from the kitchen came in.

He was also holding a sheet of paper in his hand, asking the Chairman to sign it.

He also pretended to discover him, looking surprised: "Oh, who did I think this was? So it's our former General Manager. If I remember correctly, today is the opening day of your restaurant, right? Why aren't you busy at your own place, and why do you have time to come here and kneel?"

Hearing this, Huo Zhenteng was almost angered to death!

Who the hell would have time to go to someone else's place to kneel?

He couldn't take it anymore; a scholar can be killed but not humiliated.

He wanted to crawl up from the floor, but the head chef pressed him back down: "Don't move. Your crappy restaurant was sealed before it even opened; don't think we don't know."

"Aren't you here to ask our Chairman to forgive you? Let's not talk about whether he forgives you or not, but you have to show some sincerity. Keep kneeling; don't get up yet."

He didn't want to, and tried to crawl up several times, but it was useless; he didn't have as much strength as the young head chef.

Sheng Zichen had been happily... watching calmly. Seeing that it was truly getting out of hand, he finally spoke: "Alright, don't make things difficult for him. Whether he is sincere or not is his own freedom; how can you force him..."

"General Manager Huo, you should just go. Xiaojin was right just now; you have many things on your side that are waiting for you to resolve. Don't waste any more time on me."

"Those who know will see that you are doing this of your own volition; those who don't might think I'm bullying you..."

The bullying was already so obvious, but coming out of his mouth, he sounded so innocent.

Huo Zhenteng felt a fishy sweetness in his throat and struggled hard to keep from spitting out a mouthful of blood.

The head chef let him go with a grin, but Huo Zhenteng didn't dare to get up.

Getting up would mean a lack of sincerity, and all his efforts would be wasted.

He had reached his limit, but the employees of Fenghuang Lou were still constantly challenging his threshold.

More and more people came in. The first few could still find excuses, but the later ones couldn't even be bothered to find reasons; they just came in openly to watch the spectacle.

Someone even took a video, narrating: "The boss of Caifeng Restaurant was actually our General Manager at Fenghuang Lou. Our Chairman showed him kindness by giving him a job, but he was greedy and came back to retaliate after resigning..."

If a video like this were to spread, Huo Zhenteng would truly have no face left at all.

This time he couldn't care about anything else; he crawled up from the floor and prepared to snatch it!

"You guys are going too far! You are not allowed to film without my consent. Do you understand that what you are doing is illegal?"

The employee filming the video, of course, couldn't let him snatch it.

Not only did people block him, but someone even retorted: "You haven't done fewer illegal and criminal things yourself. If it weren't for doing something illegal, would you have run here to kneel? Since we're all wolves, why pretend to be a victim? This is all what you deserve..."

A whole room of people dealing with one person—that was too easy.

Everyone had their say, and no matter how capable Huo Zhenteng was, he had "no place to display his prowess."

Seeing that the commotion was truly getting out of hand, Zichen finally spoke up to shoo them away: "Alright, you all go out. Go do what you need to do."

The people were finally all shooed away, although they all looked like they still wanted more!

The office was finally left with just the two of them again, but Huo Zhenteng had forgotten all the words he had prepared in his belly.

No matter how good a plan is, it fears being disturbed like this; he only wants to leave this place quickly now and never step foot in it again for the rest of his life.

Sheng Zichen considerately poured him a cup of hot tea: "Drink some water to calm your anger. These people are a bit too outrageous; I will talk to them later, but they were all trained by you personally, so you also have some responsibility."

Huo Zhenteng:...

That was correct; more than half of these people were trained by him.

In just three years, they had forgotten his kindness in recognizing their talent and were now working single-mindedly with Sheng Zichen to deal with him; truly, when people leave, the tea goes cold, and the ways of the world are fickle.

Zichen saw that the timing was about right and stated his position directly: "I know the intention behind you coming here. You want to seek peace, and I don't want to blow things out of proportion either. Doing business is all about harmony bringing wealth; fighting back and forth is meaningless, don't you think?"

"Yes, I think so too."

Hearing Zichen say this, the livid expression on Huo Zhenteng's face finally improved a little.

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