Chapter 85: Stunned by the Truth!

Zhao Sheng, pondering, dialed Mr. Chu’s number once more.

Chu Lin answered Zhao Sheng’s call with a cold, mocking smile.

“Mr. Chu, this is Zhao Sheng. I’ve dealt with your matter at the fastest speed possible. I’m already arranging meetings with clients. Once the time is set, I’ll notify you, and the transaction can be completed when both parties meet.”

“That quick? Manager Zhao, you truly are capable. I knew entrusting this business to you was the right decision. I’ll wait for the good news, then,” Chu Lin replied, full of laughter and praise, clearly satisfied.

But after hanging up, his face reverted to a cold sneer. He took out his phone and sent a message to Huang Bin, updating him on the progress.

On the other side, Huang Bin saw Chu Lin’s message and felt a warm surge in his heart. After all, Chu Lin was standing up for him.

In the manager’s office, Zhao Sheng was visibly excited after receiving Chu Lin’s compliment.

All problems were solved. Now, he just needed Huang Bin to keep quiet.

So, he picked up his phone and called Huang Bin. When the call connected, he said, “Huang Bin, come to my office.”

Huang Bin, upon receiving the call, easily guessed the reason, and smiling, stood up to head to Zhao Sheng’s office.

He knocked.

Zhao Sheng’s voice sounded from inside, “Come in!”

Huang Bin entered, pretending nothing was amiss, and asked, “Manager Zhao, did you call me because my application was approved?”

Zhao Sheng didn’t answer, instead handing Huang Bin two folders. “Take a look at these two deals.”

Huang Bin took them and saw they were two nearly completed transactions, requiring only a meeting between parties to finalize and earn commission. He glanced at the commission amounts—together, they totaled a handsome twenty thousand.

He understood immediately: the other party intended to buy his silence with these deals.

It was almost comical. The commission from Chu Lin’s deal, the company’s premium service, would easily be over a hundred thousand even after splitting with the company.

What a big ego this guy had.

Zhao Sheng, feigning nonchalance, said, “Huang Bin, your deal is somewhat special. The chairman has personally taken charge of it, so these two deals are your compensation. If you’re not satisfied, I can call the chairman for you now.”

Huang Bin smiled.

Had it not been for Chu Lin’s call, he might have been fooled.

Yet, he didn’t expose Zhao Sheng. Instead, he put on a reluctant expression and said, “Since the chairman took the deal, I’ll accept the arrangement.”

He decisively picked up the two new deals.

The other party would soon learn what it meant to lose both the principal and the interest.

Seeing how easily Huang Bin was subdued, Zhao Sheng couldn’t help but offer a promise, “Huang Bin, don’t be discouraged. The chairman has decided I’ll be the new vice president. I’ll look out for you.”

“Thank you, Director Zhao,” Huang Bin replied with a smile, not missing the chance to flatter him further.

To let someone fall hard, you first have to lift them high.

He could easily guess that the vice president position was connected to this deal. Clearly, whoever wanted the rare White Dragon Musk held considerable influence.

So, it was no surprise that Zhao Sheng was so greedy for the vice president’s chair.

Zhao Sheng was very pleased with Huang Bin’s attitude and said with a smile, “Alright, you may go.”

Huang Bin nodded and left the office, carrying the two deals.

Once outside, he snorted coldly.

What nonsense.

Still, he would complete these two deals first.

After all, he’d promised Lin Nian to buy jewelry. Now that Zhao Sheng was willingly covering the bill, he seemed decent enough.

…

Time passed.

Wang Yang quickly arranged a meeting with several members of the Min Business Association, clearly taking the matter seriously.

It just so happened that those members were currently discussing business at the Min Club, making it convenient to meet there.

He hurriedly called Zhao Sheng to his office.

“Chairman, the meeting with those members is set?” Zhao Sheng asked as soon as he entered.

Wang Yang nodded and urged, “Yes, it’s at the Min Club. They’re available now. Check if the supplier is free.”

“Understood, I’ll ask right away.” Zhao Sheng quickly pulled out his phone and dialed Mr. Chu again.

At the farm.

Chu Lin was crouched, rubbing the heads of Da Huang and Er Huang, when the phone rang—it was, again, Zhao Sheng’s number.

He answered.

Zhao Sheng’s slightly urgent voice came through, “Mr. Chu, our company has arranged a meeting with several clients. They’re currently at the Min Club. Are you available now?”

“Manager Zhao works fast,” Chu Lin teased.

“All for Mr. Chu, to get things settled quickly,” Zhao Sheng replied, still seeking credit.

“Very well, I’m free now. I can come over immediately,” Chu Lin agreed readily.

But after hanging up, he put leashes on Da Huang and Er Huang, preparing to take them out for a walk.

The two dogs immediately grinned, bouncing with happiness.

That’s the way with dogs: their world revolves around their owner. As long as the owner plays with them, they’ll be happy all day.

Trailing behind were two snowy white pups—mates Chu Lin had found for Da Huang and Er Huang.

The country dog lords, strolling with their brides, were followed by a dozen bodyguard dogs. Still puppies, they did their best to keep up with Chu Lin, their master, trotting determinedly.

At Eight Directions Guesthouse.

Zhao Sheng received confirmation from Huang Bin and, grinning with delight, reported to Wang Yang, “Chairman, Mr. Chu has agreed and is heading to the Min Club now.”

“Looks like he’s eager to sell the rare White Dragon Musk! Let’s go as well!” Wang Yang smiled, nodded, and hurried out of the company with Zhao Sheng.

Zhao Sheng’s face was all smiles—he knew the vice president position was secured.

This time, his flattery and scheming had paid off.

Sometimes, one has to be ruthless; only by betraying one’s conscience can one climb higher.

The Min Club was a special property of the Min Business Association, a place for its members to gather and relax.

Strictly speaking, it only catered to Min Business Association members. Rumor had it that every imaginable service was available, with each member enjoying exclusive privileges.

However, joining the Min Business Association was no easy feat—members were invariably powerful.

When Wang Yang and Zhao Sheng arrived at the Min Club, they were stopped by security, questioned, and finally let in. They were led to a private room.

The interior was simple: only a tea table and four middle-aged men brewing tea.

But Wang Yang knew this was a private suite; the tea table alone could buy a BMW 5 Series, and the aroma of tea confirmed its quality.

He quickly greeted them warmly, “President Wu, President Li, President Hu, President Lu, thank you for waiting.”

“Please, have a seat!” The middle-aged man making tea gestured, then asked Wang Yang, “President Wang, you’ve really gone out of your way this time, knowing we need the rare White Dragon Musk.”

“President Wu, it’s my duty. The seller will arrive soon.” Wang Yang replied, full of compliments.

The four presidents had refined tastes—tea and fragrances were their passions. Otherwise, Wang Yang wouldn’t have been able to appeal to them.

He signaled Zhao Sheng.

Zhao Sheng understood and immediately dialed Mr. Chu’s number. Once connected, he asked, “Mr. Chu, may I ask where you are?”

“Who are you? Where am I supposed to be?” Chu Lin’s puzzled voice replied.

“???” Zhao Sheng was stunned by the response.