Chapter 67 Manager Li thought to himself, "I'm truly impressed!"

"Apologize to her?"

Mao Wenjie let go of Chen Yuanyuan's hand and said disdainfully, "Never!"

Manager Li just stood there calmly. "You don't have to go, but you've caused such a huge mess that the bank has every right to sue you."

"Sue me? On what grounds?" Mao Wenjie was indignant.

He had only said a few words to Ling Yue today and done nothing else.

On the contrary, Ling Yue had actually ordered someone to hit him!

He should be the one filing a lawsuit!

He was the victim, yet instead of helping him, the bank wanted to sue him.

Where was the logic in that?

"I have reasonable grounds to suspect you're a spy sent by a rival bank to undermine the trust between us and our major clients. This constitutes unfair competition.

Fine, even if that's not the case, your own major subjective errors have caused the company to face severe consequences. Once a Gold Card client is lost, you will be held accountable by the group. As for what punishment you'll face then, I couldn't say."

At this point, Mao Wenjie frowned and asked, "What punishment?"

Scared now?

Manager Li snorted. "Not only will you never work in the banking system again, but with just a word from the higher-ups, you won't be able to use a Zhongcheng card for the rest of your life, and no employer partnered with Zhongcheng will ever hire you!"

Manager Li wasn't just trying to scare Mao Wenjie.

If a major client left, not only would he be held accountable, but the regional director in charge of the branch would be as well. There was no way headquarters would let a low-level lackey like Mao Wenjie off the hook after causing them to be penalized.

They would make his life a living hell.

Mao Wenjie thought about it for a moment.

He didn't care about working in a bank; it was boring as hell. If his father hadn't begged Chen Yuanyuan's father, he wouldn't have come here in the first place.

He didn't need to use a Zhongcheng card either; it wasn't the only bank in China.

Not every employer in the world partnered with Zhongcheng. He didn't believe he wouldn't be able to find a job.

Who's afraid of whom?

Mao Wenjie wasn't someone who could be easily intimidated.

"Whatever. If the higher-ups want to punish me, let them. I don't really care."

Mao Wenjie took off his access badge and slammed it onto the ground.

"I'm done with this crappy internship!"

"You... you!" Manager Li trembled all over.

For a moment, he felt like he wasn't just at the age to retire, but at the age to step out of this world entirely...

Chen Yuanyuan stepped forward to support him. "Uncle Li, the most important thing right now is to give Ms. Ling an answer."

Manager Li coughed violently from anger.

Chen Yuanyuan's face was full of apology. "Mao Wenjie's behavior was our family's oversight. We are willing to bear any consequences."

"I'm afraid you can't afford the consequences!"

Chen Yuanyuan clearly knew the situation was beyond her family's ability to resolve, so she bit her lower lip and fell silent.

Manager Li let out a breath and waved his hand.

"Go coordinate the remaining work with the other staff members first, then prepare some things.

I'll apply for some benefits from the higher-ups in the name of a client request. If possible, we'll try to resolve this ourselves."

The two of them went their separate ways.

While preparing the items, Chen Yuanyuan didn't forget to call her family.

Her mother answered.

Upon hearing about Mao Wenjie's performance today, Mother Chen was instantly furious.

"How undisciplined! How immature! How could he be like this? He's caused our family a huge mess!"

Mother Chen knew that her family was at most middle-class; they had some connections—not many, but enough.

But it depended on who they were comparing themselves to.

Those invited to the Chaumet debut exhibition were said to have spending levels in the tens of millions.

Her family's total assets were barely ten million, yet these people could spend that much on a single piece of jewelry without a second thought.

It was the difference between a grape and a watermelon.

Her family was the grape, and the other party was the watermelon; if it fell, it could crush them.

"Mom, is that friend of yours even reliable? How could she have the nerve to introduce her son to me when he's like this!"

"Does she not want our family to do well? I suspect she's trying to disgust us on purpose."

He was just a man; if he was gone, he was gone.

Losing her own job was a minor issue, but involving her parents' jobs was the bigger concern. This was what worried Chen Yuanyuan the most.

Mother Chen felt incredibly guilty. "The Mao family usually seemed so honest and kept trying to flatter me. I thought that by finding someone with worse conditions than ours, our family could keep him in check so you wouldn't be bullied after marrying him... You can know a person's face but not their heart. It was my oversight."

"There's no point in saying this now." Chen Yuanyuan rubbed her throbbing temples. "Mao Wenjie caused this. Why should he be allowed to just walk away? He must be made to take responsibility himself.

Mom, since their family was the first to be unfaithful, there's no need for us to show mercy."

Anger brewed in Mother Chen's eyes. "Don't worry, I'll notify your father right away... The Mao family is finished."

...

Having seen all the exhibits, Ling Yue returned to her room to prepare for the gala dinner.

Manager Li and Chen Yuanyuan arrived with gifts.

They couldn't get in and were stopped outside the door by Cheng Jiao.

"An apology? Then why hasn't the person who made the mistake shown his face? Is Manager Li shielding his employee? Or do you simply not respect us?"

Manager Li thought, "I've truly had it!"

He was getting old, yet he was still being screwed over like this.

He said with a forced smile, "That kid upset Ms. Ling, so we didn't dare let him show his face again for fear of annoying her. We didn't mean anything else by it."

Manager Li had sent someone to look for Mao Wenjie, but the brat had already left the exhibition grounds and wasn't answering his phone.

Running away after causing trouble—he really wanted to call the police.

While venting internally, Manager Li smilingly held up the various bags in his hands. "These gifts are a small token of our sincerity. Also, this document contains the compensation offered by the higher-ups for Ms. Ling.

Regarding the interest on the deposit, we've raised it to 3.85%. We hope Ms. Ling can give us another chance."

Calculated based on a 2 billion current deposit.

The annual interest would be roughly 77 million.

Close to a 'small goal.'

Cheng Jiao kept her hands behind her back. "Our young lady is wealthy; she doesn't lack this bit of money."

She took a step down. "To put it bluntly, no matter which bank she goes to, our young lady will receive the highest courtesy and preferential treatment. It doesn't have to be Zhongcheng.

You have no service and no attitude, and you're not sincere at all. Why would she choose you just to annoy herself?"

"Yes, yes, Ms. Cheng is right." Manager Li asked cautiously, "Then what kind of solution does Ms. Ling want? We will certainly cooperate fully."

So brainless.

Cheng Jiao grumbled inwardly.

Her face remained cold. "Please show some sincerity in your apology. That is the solution my young lady wants."

Manager Li frowned deeply. What would count as a sincere solution?

He kept thinking.

Chen Yuanyuan was also thinking. The most sincere apology she could think of was only one: "Do we really have to report this to headquarters and ask the executives to step in?"

She didn't want to lose this job at all. She had worked here for three years, and thanks to her parents' connections, the work was simple and her life was easy and relaxed. Six or seven thousand a month wasn't much, but it was perfectly enough for her.

All because of one Mao Wenjie.

Men really do nothing but disrupt a stable life.

Manager Li suddenly realized something. "I don't think that's necessarily it."

Chen Yuanyuan looked at him expectantly, hoping to hear something useful.

"Didn't Cheng Jiao just say it? Even the person who made the mistake didn't show up for the apology. That must be why Ms. Ling thinks we're not taking her seriously.

Think about it. When we delivered the card to her this morning, she was quite amiable and didn't seem like someone who would make things difficult for others."

Chen Yuanyuan agreed with that.

"What does the Mao family do?" Manager Li asked suddenly.

Chen Yuanyuan said, "They're ordinary, nothing special. Uncle Li, are you thinking...?"

"A son's failure is his father's fault." Manager Li gave a cold laugh.

People must pay the price for their actions.