78: Chapter 78 A Twist of Fate!

"Shen Zhou, hurry up and make that call. Let us all witness the power of a single phone call from you!"

"You aren't going to say you're the heir to Feima Group, are you?"

Wen Jihui's friend couldn't help but mock him loudly as well.

"As you wish."

Shen Zhou specifically turned on the speakerphone and dialed a number.

"Young Master Si Cong, it's about what I just mentioned to you."

"Fire that guy named Wen Jihui."

Shen Zhou spoke nonchalantly.

"A small matter. Dong Zhenhui is right here next to me."

"He's already making the call."

Young Master Si Cong's voice came from the other end of the line.

Feima Group depended on the Wang family's industries to survive.

Wasn't it just firing a tiny branch manager?

It was nothing at all.

Soon, Dong Zhenhui's arrogant voice came through the phone.

"Young Master Shen, this is Dong Zhenhui. I've already instructed HR. That Wen Jihui guy will receive his dismissal notice from the group immediately."

Hearing this, Shen Zhou smiled and nodded.

After a few more pleasantries, he ended the call.

"Shen Zhou, I think you've truly lost your mind."

"Who do you think you are? Why would Young Master Si Cong listen to you like that?"

"Do you think you can just find some random person named Dong to play the part of our Feima Group's Young Master Dong?"

Wen Jihui couldn't help but burst out laughing.

However, at that moment, Ju Weiwei's expression beside him suddenly changed drastically.

She stared intently at Shen Zhou.

She noticed that Shen Zhou seemed to have become a different person again.

That peculiar aura she found so strange had reappeared on Shen Zhou.

The current Shen Zhou had become just like her top boss!

"Brother Hui, stop talking."

"Shen Zhou, Brother Hui had too much to drink tonight. Please don't take it to heart."

Sensing something was wrong, Ju Weiwei immediately began to smooth things over.

"I haven't had too much..."

Wen Jihui pushed Ju Weiwei's arm away, just as he was about to continue mocking Shen Zhou.

*Ding...*

A distinct and familiar ringtone rang out.

Wen Jihui was stunned for a moment, then reflexively pulled his phone out of his pocket.

It was a call from his superior.

Furthermore, this ringtone was one he had specifically set.

It was so he could answer his boss's calls at the first possible moment.

He took a deep breath and immediately answered the call.

"Manager Li, this is Wen Jihui. Do you have any instructions?"

Wen Jihui's face instantly became incredibly fawning.

As he spoke, his back unconsciously bent forward.

Could it be that Manager Li is going to announce my appointment early?

Wen Jihui couldn't help but feel boundless joy in his heart.

On a whim, he immediately turned on the speakerphone.

He wanted all the classmates present to witness this good news with him.

"Mr. Wen Jihui, I just received a call from the group headquarters' HR department."

"As of now, all positions you hold within the Feima Group branch have been terminated."

"However, considering the minor contributions you've made to Feima Group, I can give you one more chance."

"If you are still willing to stay with the group, you can start as a janitor from now on."

"This is Young Master Dong's intention."

With that, the call was ended.

In an instant, the entire banquet hall fell into silence.

Everyone looked at Wen Jihui with extreme shock.

Wen Jihui's back was still bent, and the endless busy tone echoed in his ear.

His originally fawning expression was frozen stiff.

He felt as if thunder was crashing in his head; his thoughts were a complete blank.

Gradually, his eyes began to lose focus.

*Step, step, step!*

He even unconsciously took three steps back before falling to the ground with a thud.

White cream was smeared all over his high-end suit.

Even now, he couldn't believe everything he had just heard.

But his direct superior, Manager Li, had called personally—how could this be fake?

And the one who fired him was actually Young Master Dong.

Who else could Manager Li be referring to as 'Young Master Dong' besides Dong Zhenhui?

"Wen Jihui, I gave you more than one chance."

"I warned you more than once, but unfortunately, you were too arrogant."

"Now, do you still think an unemployed person like me lacks the strength to handle you?"

Shen Zhou stepped forward, looking down at the slumped Wen Jihui on the ground, and shook his head slightly.

At this time, the eyes of all the classmates in the room were fixed on Shen Zhou.

They had witnessed the entire incident.

Their hearts felt like they were on a roller coaster, swinging up and down.

They suddenly remembered the phone call Shen Zhou had just made.

They recalled Young Master Si Cong's voice from the phone and the person who called himself Dong Zhenhui.

Thinking carefully now, the voice on the phone really did sound like the voice of Young Master Si Cong they had heard online.

"Was Shen Zhou really on the phone with Young Master Si Cong just now?"

"Could it be fake? Otherwise, why would Wen Jihui be in such a miserable state?"

"It's truly incredible. I never expected we'd have such a powerful classmate among us!"

"As expected of the former Vice President of the Student Union. Even after graduation, he's doing much better than us."

Many people couldn't help but start discussing.

They felt that everything today had become very surreal.

Who could, in less than a year after graduation, get the famous heir of Feima Group, Dong Zhenhui, to willingly do their bidding?

Not to mention that this person could even contact Young Master Si Cong directly by phone.

Recalling Wen Jihui's extremely arrogant behavior just now, many people gasped.

At this moment, Wen Jihui woke up as if from a dream.

He immediately called Manager Li.

"Manager Li, I was really wrong. Please give me another chance. I promise I'll never make a mistake again."

"You know my performance; I'm this year's top salesperson! Give me another chance, and I guarantee next year's performance will be twenty percent higher than this year's!"

"Manager Li, you can't remove me! I'm supposed to be the branch manager!"

Wen Jihui's voice was exceptionally high-pitched.

Even now, he couldn't believe he had been fired.

His voice was trembling violently, and even his body was twitching slightly.

"Wen Jihui, stop it. I don't know why you offended Young Master Dong."

"But in short, I can't save you unless you can get Young Master Dong to change his mind."

Manager Li's voice on the other end was incredibly heavy.

In fact, he really did think highly of Wen Jihui.

Because this guy was the absolute top salesperson of the entire branch and was fully deserving of the upcoming sales manager position.

Unfortunately, the guy had offended the heir of the group.

So, everything was over.

*Boom!*

Wen Jihui suddenly snapped back to his senses.

He didn't even stand up; instead, he crawled toward Shen Zhou on all fours and tightly hugged Shen Zhou's leg.