Contractual Marriage: We’re Meant to Be Together

64. Do You Want My Brother to Fire You?

Translator: Alanese Fantasy

Because of what Wan Yanshan said, everyone’s state had changed. The pretended respect in their eyes turned into suspicion.

After all, the people sitting in this office were all elites in the company, enjoying the same status. Now that their boss was not there, no one would listen to a college student who suddenly appeared.

They had been working in society for several years. If a child who had not graduated commented on their work, it would be too shameful.

Feeling the ridicule, suspicion and sarcasm in the gazes from around, Yan Chuyang became less confident, and his hands started to pull his pants on his knees again.

The office kept silent.

Wei Qing was waiting anxiously outside. He knew how hateful those old and cunning men were. They prided themselves on being veterans and showed off their power. They must be looking at Yan Chuyang with sarcasm.

“Why don’t we end the meeting?” Wan Yanshan broke the silence and looked around. “It’s not our fault to postpone the progress of work for the person appointed by Mr. Wei is not capable enough, and the work can’t proceed. It’s useless for us to stay here, right?”

“Yes, yes!” Everyone nodded in agreement. “If we can’t do anything, it’s a waste of time for us to stay here.”

Suddenly, everyone in the conference room reached a consensus.

Yan Chuyang looked down and didn’t say anything. His hands were clenched more tightly.

“Sir,” Wan Yanshan bent his finger and knocked on the table. “How about we leave now? We’re very busy and don’t have time to waste here.”

Yan Chuyang still lowered his head, his mouth was compressed tightly and he was still silent.

Seeing the side face of cowardly Yan Chuyang who was evading, Wan Yanshan sneered and said disdainfully, “If you don’t say anything, we will take it as your consent. Then we’re leaving now.”

Then Wan Yanshan turned his head and waved at the people on both sides of the table. “Everyone, pack up and get ready to get off work.”

With the order, the sound of arranging documents and pulling tables and chairs started to resound in the originally quiet office.

“Sir,” Wan Yanshan stood up and looked at the person beside him. “Are you leaving? I have the key.”

Yan Chuyang still didn’t say anything.

Wan Yanshan sneered and handed the key to a person beside him. “Open the door. Let’s get off work.”

“Alright,” the employees stood up from their seats and walked to the door.

But before they opened the door, Yan Chuyang who had been silent suddenly said, “Who dares to leave won’t get his salary of this month.”

Everyone stiffened.

Wan Yanshan paused and then sneered, “You don’t have the right to decide the salary of any employee present.”

Yan Chuyang looked up and stared at the person in front of him. “Yes, I have no right, but my brother has.”

Wan Yanshan’s expression froze.

Yan Chuyang continued, “Have you forgotten this? My brother is Wei Qing, the CEO of this company.”

Silence returned to the office.

Yan Chuyang compressed his lips and suppressed the trembling in his heart. He raised his voice volume and said calmly, “Let me tell you. I’m the most powerful in this company except my brother. In other words, if he leaves, I will be your boss.”

“How is that possible?” Wan Yanshan snorted and looked ferocious, “I’ve never heard that Mr. Wei has a younger brother. Even if you call him brother, you’re not his biological brother, so you don’t have such power.”

“But we’re indeed biological brothers,” Yan Chuyang shrugged. “He’s willing to let me take this position. Even if you have been by his side for over ten years, you can’t beat me.”

“You!” Wan Yanshan’s face was livid from anger. He slammed the table and stood up from the chair.

The office was silent, but Wei Qing laughed with satisfaction outside.

Yan Chuyang put down his hand and hid his trembling fingers under the table. Then he looked up at the people at the door and spoke in a cold voice.

“Everyone, it’s the working time now. Why are you still standing at the door? Do you want my brother to fire you?”

In an instant, the people at the door turned around, pulled out chairs and sat straightly.

Yan Chuyang looked down at the list on the table and asked softly, “Which one showed the design just now? Please continue now.”

“It’s me,” an employee stood up and coughed lightly. He picked up the folder on the table, turned around, faced the projector, and began to explain in detail again.

Wan Yanshan stood beside for a while. Seeing that everyone didn’t listen to him and was immersed in work, he rubbed his nose and obediently sat down.

Yan Chuyang thought this task would be difficult, but to his surprise, he did it well.

He studied art in university and evaluating a work was often his homework.

The staff showed the latest perfume advertisement design for this spring. Yan Chuyang had been learning painting since his childhood and was born with keen artistic appreciation, so he could roughly guess the design intention and design concept of the designer for each design. And he also had a few suggestions about its flaws.

After Yan Chuyang repeatedly made reasonable opinions, everyone slowly became more and more serious. They also realized that the young man in front of them was not ignorant, not like his immature face.

The meeting was well under way in harmony.

After watching the design display of seven people, Yan Chuyang picked out three more excellent works as the perfume advertisement design for this season, and gave the eliminated works guidance. Because the guidance was reasonable, no one objected.

After the collective discussion, two more excellent works were selected among the relatively good three as an alternative for advertising.

The meeting ended successfully.

Everyone sighed with relief.