Chapter 1506: Coming to Apologize

Just as Zhuang Yan left the meeting room, in the office of the Lixing Capital City branch.

Bi Ying was furiously venting at Manager He, who stood before her.

"What's going on? Why are the internet and media all reporting this?" Bi Ying glared at He. "Old He, did an employee in the store leak the news?"

"Stupid woman!"

Manager He cursed inwardly, but his face showed helplessness as he said, "President Bi, the store employees definitely wouldn't do such a thing. Look at these reports—clearly someone is deliberately targeting us."

"Deliberately?"

Bi Ying was taken aback, then her face darkened. "You mean those two people from the other day?"

It hadn't occurred to her that the two car buyers were behind the scenes.

"Very likely." Manager He quickly explained, "Their status is either wealthy or powerful. Judging by their attitude, they definitely won't let this go easily. Now that this has happened, it's probably their way of venting their dissatisfaction with us."

"Bastards!"

Bi Ying gritted her teeth. "Since they want a refund, just give them a refund. As long as they stop making trouble, anything goes."

Manager He smiled bitterly and nodded. At this point, that was all they could do.

But somehow, he felt this matter wouldn't be as simple as Bi Ying thought. For them to make such a big fuss and then back down over an apology—it was too unbelievable.

Just then, the office door banged open, pushed from outside. Manager Qin turned around and saw Zhuang Yan standing at the door, his face grim.

"President Zhuang..." Manager He was startled, blurting out in surprise.

"Old He, get out!"

Zhuang Yan's face was dark, like a tiger about to devour someone.

Manager He didn't dare delay and quickly left the office.

Everyone in the company knew about the relationship between Bi Ying and Zhuang Yan. When they talked, it was best to stay far away.

Bi Ying stood up, walked over to Zhuang Yan, and smiled coquettishly. "What's wrong? Why so angry?"

"Slap!"

"Ah!"

A sharp slap accompanied by a scream. Bi Ying was stunned by Zhuang Yan's blow.

"You... you hit me!" Bi Ying was dumbfounded, never expecting Zhuang Yan to strike her.

Zhuang Yan coldly looked at the woman who had been with him for nearly ten years and said bluntly, "I hit you because you have no discernment, daring to offend anyone. Do you realize that because of you, I might lose my position at any moment?"

Bi Ying was instantly dumbstruck, holding her face, eyes wide.

Since graduating from university and starting as a car salesperson at Lixing, she had soon been seduced by Zhuang Yan and became his mistress. Through this connection, Bi Ying rose from a novice salesperson to the deputy general manager of the capital branch.

In all this time, it was the first time she had seen Zhuang Yan so panicked.

Being a mistress came with its own awareness.

Bi Ying knew well that in Zhuang Yan's heart, she could never surpass his plain wife, but she truly hadn't expected him to hit her over this today.

"Who... who did I offend?"

Bi Ying clung to her last hope, murmuring.

She still hoped it wasn't the matter she feared.

"Idiot!"

Zhuang Yan snorted coldly, glaring at Bi Ying. "Think carefully. What happened at the sales center that day?"

"It really is them!" Bi Ying blurted out.

"Hmm?"

Zhuang Yan frowned.

Bi Ying quickly explained, "It was like this. That day..."

She recounted the whole incident. Seeing Zhuang Yan's stern expression, she dared not embellish and simply repeated what she knew.

Finally, Bi Ying said, "When they left, the young man who hadn't spoken much said he hoped I wouldn't regret my decision. I didn't take it seriously. Who would have thought they had connections with the media..."

"Moron!"

Zhuang Yan looked at her, shook his head helplessly, and uttered two words softly.

"You still think this is about personal connections?" Zhuang Yan said coldly. "If you were a reporter, would you offend Li Xing and Mercedes-Benz over something that had nothing to do with you?"

Bi Ying was silent, clearly not understanding what had happened.

"Come on, come apologize with me." Zhuang Yan sighed, stood up, and said to Bi Ying.

"Apologize? To whom?" Bi Ying was completely confused.

Zhuang Yan gave a helpless bitter smile: "To the person you offended, of course."

As he spoke, he glanced at Bi Ying: "Have you forgotten who has been handling Mercedes-Benz's advertising campaigns in recent years?"

"Future Advertising?"

Bi Ying was taken aback, then swallowed and said in disbelief: "No, it can't be that person, can it?"

Although she wasn't in the advertising industry, she knew that in recent years, all of Mercedes-Benz's domestic advertising campaigns had come from one company.

"It's most likely him."

Zhuang Yan walked outside as he spoke to Bi Ying: "On my way here, I made some inquiries. That Mr. Tan is probably a close friend of Brother Capital's Chairman Zhao. They've been friends for years, so the chances of them appearing together are very high. Little Bi, you messed up that day."

Bi Ying remained silent. At this point, aside from shock, she felt truly helpless.

Two billionaires actually went to buy a car in person? This isn't some Taiwanese or Korean idol drama—how could this be so over the top!

But now the facts were right in front of her, leaving no room for doubt.

So that person who barely spoke that day but finally said she'd regret it—he really was a big shot she couldn't afford to offend.

...

...

"Not here?"

At the front desk of Future Group headquarters, Zhuang Yan and Bi Ying stared at the receptionist in disbelief.

"I'm sorry, the chairman is indeed not in."

The receptionist at Future Group was highly professional; according to company policy, she always wore a polite smile regardless of the situation.

Of course, what she was thinking inside was anyone's guess.

There are always some people in this world who like to be self-righteous.

Like Bi Ying—whenever she made a mistake, she assumed others would surely forgive her.

Hearing the receptionist's words, her first reaction was that the legendary planner didn't want to see her or Zhuang Yan.

"President Zhuang, let's go back. They clearly don't want to see us..." Bi Ying said quietly to Zhuang Yan.

"Shut up!"

Zhuang Yan turned around and glared at Bi Ying.

Then he looked at the receptionist: "May I ask when your chairman will be available?"

Perhaps because Zhuang Yan's attitude was quite good, the receptionist thought for a moment and said softly: "It's really uncertain. The chairman doesn't come to the office every day. If you're in a hurry, you can make an appointment to see President Zheng."

The 'President Zheng' she referred to was naturally Zheng Yao, CEO of Future Group.

Under normal circumstances, Zhuang Yan would have jumped at such an opportunity, but the problem was that today he had to see Zhao Fusheng.

The one who tied the bell must untie it.

Since he had offended someone, if he wanted them to back down, he needed the main party's approval.

Admittedly, Zhuang Yan was truly a smart man.

But unfortunately, the problem now was that Chairman Zhao didn't seem inclined to settle things easily.

Thinking this, Zhuang Yan rubbed his temples in frustration.

Taking a deep breath to calm himself, he smiled at the receptionist: "Thank you for your trouble. We'll be going now."

Walking out of the building, Zhuang Yan looked at Bi Ying: "Can you find Tan Kaixuan's contact information?"

"Probably,"

Bi Ying thought for a moment and said: "I should have kept his number."

"Good, contact him then."

Zhuang Yan smiled bitterly: "I bet they're waiting for us to come and apologize."

In fact, he wasn't wrong. At that very moment, Zhao Fusheng and Tan Kaixuan were indeed waiting for him.