26: Promotion!

Zhang Wei, who was sitting across from him, leaned in curiously and peeked at his computer screen.

"Holy crap! Five sets of ultra-luxury zero-gravity space capsule massage chairs?!"

"And four sets of smart massage beds?!"

Everyone looked over in unison.

"What?! Lin Chao signed a contract for over two million?!"

"He sold four massage beds all by himself?!"

Just then, Li Hong, the manager of the Marketing Department, rushed out of the manager's office.

"What's going on! What are you all shouting for! None of you are working hard—look at what this month's performance has become!"

Zhang Wei's face was flushed with excitement: "Man... Manager! Look! Lin Chao! No, Brother Chao signed a massive deal!"

Li Hong walked over suspiciously, and with just one look, his breath hitched: "Little Lin..."

He grabbed Lin Chao's shoulder with surprising force: "You kid, you're really the lucky star of our Marketing Department!"

Manager Li scanned the room of stunned employees, cleared his throat, and announced with all his might.

"I have decided! From today onwards, Lin Chao is promoted to Supervisor of Market Department Two!"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone was shocked.

Zhang Wei was the first to react. Instead of any jealousy, he clapped his hands in pure joy!

"Congratulations, Brother Chao! Oh, no! Congratulations, Supervisor Lin!"

He felt incredibly fortunate.

Thankfully I had the foresight to latch onto this big golden thigh early on!

"Supervisor Lin, your office is over there. I... I'll help you pack your things right away!"

Zhang Wei busily started working, eager to please.

However, another male employee in Department Two named Lin Guodong curled his lip, his face full of reluctance: "What! How long has Lin Chao even been here? He doesn't have enough seniority!"

Thinking about how Lin Chao could become a supervisor while he, who had been there for over a year, was still a low-level clerk, his heart was filled with jealousy.

Li Hong only gave him a cold glance before looking at Lin Chao: "How is his performance this month?"

Lin Chao glanced at Lin Guodong.

This Lin Guodong had been suppressing him since he first arrived at Health and Wellness, insisting that he was 'Big Lin' and Lin Chao was just 'Little Lin.' Lin Chao hadn't indulged him; after being outperformed several times and unable to get the upper hand verbally, Lin Guodong started discriminating against Lin Chao's education, saying he was just a graduate of a mediocre second-tier university.

To this, Lin Chao had replied with a single sentence—'If you're so highly educated, why did you end up in the same company as me?'

At that time, Lin Guodong had been choked with rage.

Seeing Lin Guodong jumping out to cause trouble again, Lin Chao spoke calmly: "Manager Li, Lin Guodong has only made two sales this month, selling two 1,888-yuan massagers."

Lin Guodong's face instantly turned beet red as he glared viciously at Lin Chao.

Li Hong immediately looked at Lin Guodong with disdain: "The way you were talking, I thought your performance was actually good!"

"Our Health and Wellness is not a place that cares about seniority! We care about performance! Do you understand performance?"

He patted Lin Chao's shoulder again: "Once you can earn millions for the company in a few days like Lin Chao, then you can come and talk to me!"

Lin Guodong's face turned even redder.

The other colleagues were also buzzing with discussion.

"Gosh, how did Lin Guodong have the nerve to say that!"

"He and Little Lin... no, he and Supervisor Lin have always been at odds!"

"He's just jealous because Supervisor Lin is young and capable!"

Hearing these comments, Lin Guodong trembled with rage.

Li Hong encouraged Lin Chao a bit more, telling him to keep up the good work, before returning to his office.

Lin Chao gave Lin Guodong a half-smile: "Lin Guodong, the month is almost over, and you've only sold two basic massagers..."

"You need to keep up the good work too!"

The surrounding colleagues immediately burst into snickers, and Lin Guodong's face turned as dark as the bottom of a pot.

Lin Chao controlled his excitement and sat in his private office, which, though small, had a floor-to-ceiling window.

For the next two days, Lin Chao's life was incredibly pleasant.

Every morning, he would leisurely come to the company to clock in and then slip away immediately, and no one dared to say a word against it.

The feeling was simply heavenly.

On the third morning, just as he arrived at the company, Lan Yanran's call came through.

He picked up: "CEO Lan?"

"My stomach is hurting a bit again. Can you come to the Lantu Group?"

Lin Chao immediately responded: "I'm on my way!"

He didn't dare delay, rising immediately to drive to the Lantu Group headquarters in the city center.

Beneath the magnificent Lantu Tower, just as Lin Chao walked in, a man and a woman entered through the building's revolving doors.

Lin Chao's eyes narrowed.

Wu Ruolan obviously saw him too. She immediately tightened her grip on Yang Fyue's arm, her face wearing an undisguised look of mockery and contempt.

"Oh, look who it is."

"Isn't this Lin Chao?"

Yang Fyue held Wu Ruolan's waist and gave Lin Chao an overbearing glance.

"What's the matter? Couldn't cut it at that little crappy company and want to jump ship to our Lantu Group?"

Wu Ruolan laughed out loud at those words, her laughter filled with bitterness and malice.

"Join the Lantu Group?"

She looked Lin Chao up and down as if he were a massive joke.

"With your credentials?"

"A graduate from a crappy second-tier university thinks they're worthy of entering the doors of the Lantu Group?"

"Lin Chao, I advise you to stop daydreaming!"

Yang Fyue gave a cold laugh, his face slicked with hair gel and written with a sense of superior arrogance.

"You're a massage device salesman—you dare to covet a position here?"

He sneered: "Truly a toad lusting after swan meat. Pure fantasy!"

Faced with this blatant humiliation, Lin Chao didn't even bother to lift an eyelid.

"No matter what I do, I rely on my own two hands to earn money honestly."

"It's much cleaner than some people who rely on selling their bodies for a few designer bags."

Wu Ruolan's face turned pale in an instant!

Lin Chao's gaze slowly shifted to Yang Fyue's face, which had turned the color of pig liver.

"It's also better than certain giant infants who are already grown but only know how to be useless leeches on their parents."

"You..." Yang Fyue trembled with rage, pointing at Lin Chao, unable to say a full sentence for a long time.

The curve of Lin Chao's lips widened: "What? Did I hit a sore spot?"

"I remember at the 4S shop last time, your faces seemed to be swollen from my slapping, wasn't it?"

"It's only been a few days. Has the scar healed and you've already forgotten the pain?"

He tilted his head slightly, as if truly curious.

"Or are you two just masochists at heart, and you don't feel comfortable unless someone humiliates you?"

"You're fucking dead!" Yang Fyue was completely enraged and let out a violent roar!

"This is the Lantu Group! This is my territory!"

He was almost screaming, a finger nearly poking Lin Chao's nose.

"I order you! Now! Immediately! Get the hell out!"