Chapter 40: Please Forgive Me, Mr. Zheng

"President Chang, look at how you say that. Dafu Timber is so large, and nearly half of Yebai depends on your Dafu Timber for a living. How can you not even come up with one or two million in shipping fees?"

"Sigh, there's no help for it. The international market is just like that," Chang Dashan sighed.

In the past, let alone two million, even ten times two million would have been easy for him to produce.

But hadn't the company encountered a crisis?

When there's no money, he considers even a few tens of thousands to be too much.

"President Chen, your company doesn't rely on cash flow, so don't be the final straw that wants to crush this old camel, right?"

Chen Weiqiang had actually prepared for the possibility of not collecting the debt before he even arrived.

His main purpose was that he had heard about what happened at the Yuntang International Cocktail Party and knew that Chang Rui had a conflict with Zheng Qian, so he wanted to bring Zheng Qian here to boost his face and let him vent his anger.

"President Chang, my company just raised a round of funding and added a cargo ship. Now I don't even have the money to pay the sailors. If you don't pay the shipping fees, I won't be able to answer to the shareholders. They are watching our company's financial reports closely."

"Which shareholder? President Liu?"

"No, the new shareholder, President Zheng."

"Is President Zheng here? How about I explain it to him personally?"

"Alright then, President Zheng is here too, currently in the conference room." With just a few words, Chen Weiqiang steered the topic toward Zheng Qian.

As they spoke, the two walked toward the reception room.

"I say, President Chen, do I know this President Zheng?"

"You probably don't know him, but your son should."

"Chang Rui knows him?" Chang Dashan muttered to himself. This spendthrift son who only knew how to cause trouble all day long, actually knew such a capital bigwig?

"Then you must speak up for me later."

"President Chang, rest assured, that's a given."

On the way, a team of security guards holding batons hurried past the two of them.

"Hey, hey, hey, where are you all going?" Seeing this, Chang Dashan stopped them all and asked.

"President Chang, Manager Chang got into a fight with someone in the reception room and called for us to help." The security captain reported the situation to Chang Dashan.

Chang Dashan and Chen Weiqiang were stunned for a moment.

Fighting in the reception room?

What exactly is going on?

"Take me there quickly."

After pushing open the door to the reception room, Chang Dashan, the female secretary, Chen Weiqiang, and the group of security guards were all dumbfounded.

The reception room was in a mess; chairs, monitors, keyboards, ashtrays, and water cups had all been used as weapons in the fight, scattered in ruins across the floor.

As the son of the chairman of Dafu Timber and the deputy general manager of Dafu Timber, Chang Rui was actually wrestling with someone, bruised and swollen, with many bruises on his body from being hit by blunt objects.

Zheng Qian also had some injuries, but they were far less severe than Chang Rui's.

Xia Xixi was hiding in the corner of the reception room with a red mark on her forehead. She had tried to persuade the two men not to use violence, but was accidentally injured by Chang Rui, and then the two fought even more fiercely, turning the reception room upside down.

"Stop right now!" Chang Dashan shouted to stop Chang Rui and Zheng Qian.

Chen Weiqiang was completely bewildered. He had originally intended to bring Zheng Qian here to show off and make Chang Rui and Chang Dashan apologize to Zheng Qian together, but he hadn't expected that in just the short time he had stepped out…

To make both of them drop their pride and start fighting directly in the reception room, what kind of irreconcilable hatred must there be?

At this moment, as Zheng Qian's big brother in the industry, Chen Weiqiang certainly had to protect Zheng Qian.

"President Chang, is the behavior of Young Master Chang your intention?" Chen Weiqiang's face darkened as he questioned him.

"President Chen, please don't misunderstand. I've been in a meeting the whole time, as you know. I've only just learned about this situation myself."

Chang Dashan explained hurriedly.

"Chang Rui, what is wrong with you? How could you lay a hand on President Zheng? Look at what you've done to President Zheng!"

"Aren't you going to apologize to President Zheng immediately?"

Apologize to him again?

Chang Rui felt a wave of misery in his heart with nowhere to vent.

Last time it was Boss Han, who called him Young Master Zheng.

This time it was his own father, who directly called Zheng Qian President Zheng.

Only now did Chang Rui realize that Zheng Qian wasn't a driver at all, but was really Chen Weiqiang's deputy general manager!

In just a few days, Zheng Qian had transformed from a miserable wage slave into the deputy general manager of a company with registered capital exceeding 50 million?

Chang Rui simply couldn't understand it.

Zheng Qian suddenly felt that working out more was beneficial; at least when getting into a fight, he wouldn't be at a disadvantage.

He had only been grazed on the cheek by an ashtray thrown by Chang Rui, leaving a small injury, but otherwise, he was fine.

This kid Chang Rui, excessive in his indulgences, was thin and gaunt, very weak, and had no strength at all. Zheng Qian felt he could give him one hand and still pin him down.

With both hands, Chang Rui ended up in this sorry state.

"Dad, why should I apologize? He humiliated me so much at the cocktail party this afternoon, and he was the one who started it just now."

So what if he's a deputy general manager? Compared to Dafu Timber, the scale of Chen Weiqiang's company could only be described as an ant trying to shake a tree. Chang Rui didn't think there was any need to fear them.

"It's fine, no need to apologize. I did indeed start it."

Zheng Qian's clothes were also torn, but he felt great right now, extremely satisfied.

Slap.

Slap.

Two crisp slaps landed on Chang Rui's face.

"I told you to apologize to President Zheng, where do you get all this nonsense?" Chang Dashan's temper flared up instantly.

This spendthrift, even after being made deputy general manager, didn't even know the most basic situation of the company, yet he was still so arrogant.

Dafu Timber was currently in urgent need of capital, and Chang Dashan was preparing for financing to keep the company running.

At this time, if Chen Weiqiang or Zheng Qian filed a lawsuit against Dafu Timber, letting those investors know that Dafu Timber couldn't even come up with over a million in shipping fees, how could the company get financing?

By then, Dafu Timber would go bankrupt, and there would be no chance of recovery.

Being able to beat Chang Rui up was something he hadn't dared to even imagine before.

After the beating, having someone back him up and make Chang Rui apologize to him was something that, before, would have been pure daydreaming for Zheng Qian.

"Dad... why are you speaking up for him! Am I still your biological son?"

Bang.

Chang Dashan kicked him again, landing squarely on Chang Rui's stomach.

The female secretary and the security guards were stunned. Usually, Chang Dashan was amiable and friendly; how could he have such a big temper?

Regardless of who was right or wrong, even if it was entirely Zheng Qian's fault, if he couldn't let go of his face right now, it would mean the bankruptcy of Dafu Timber.

Dafu Timber was Chang Dashan's life's work; it wasn't worth losing it for a bit of face.

"Dad, stop hitting me, stop hitting me, I'll apologize, okay?"

"I'm sorry, President Zheng, I'm sorry to you. I was wrong, President Zheng, please forgive me!"