Fated Love With the Billionaire
Chapter 179: The Unfilial Son

Chapter 179: Chapter 179: The Unfilial Son

Deng Yan glanced slightly at the person behind the desk. At this moment, Cheng Xiangheng’s face looked terrible. Deng Yan felt immense pressure and nervously swallowed before lowering his voice to hint,

"Manager Cheng, Mr. Cheng has been quite busy lately. Please understand."

There was no need for Deng Yan to hint. Cheng Qiaobei already knew Cheng Xiangheng was listening nearby.

He didn’t make things difficult for Deng Yan and instead directed his words at Cheng Xiangheng, "I understand, of course. Mr. Cheng is busy, but I’m quite free right now. Tell him to find me when he’s not busy."

After hanging up the phone, Cheng Qiaobei tossed the phone aside and went to the kitchen to get a bottle of mineral water from the refrigerator. He drank more than half the bottle to suppress his inner irritation.

As expected, the phone was likely to ring again.

Deng Yan respectfully put down the phone, "Mr. Cheng, Manager Cheng, he..."

"I’m not deaf," Cheng Xiangheng said with a cold expression, looking down at the phone on the desk. "You can go out now."

Deng Yan nodded and exited the office, closing the door behind him.

The large office was so quiet that one could hear a pin drop. Cheng Xiangheng picked up the phone but hesitated to press Cheng Qiaobei’s number.

The arrogant Cheng Qiaobei of today was all cultivated by him. Saying he raised a tiger was not an exaggeration.

If it weren’t for him, taking into account their familial ties, gradually handing over power and benefits to him, how could he have achieved today’s success and status?

Not being grateful was one thing, but now he wanted to help outsiders overthrow him!

Ungrateful son!

But no one anticipated that the overseas hotel would be exposed by a certain blogger for its unsanitary bedding. The video’s views had surpassed ten million, and the PR team quickly contacted major media outlets to delete the video, but the effects were minimal. Even dialogues about deleting the video were screenshotted and posted. Revenue at domestic hotels also saw varying degrees of decline, and more voices were calling for Cheng Qiaobei to take over.

In the current situation, public opinion urgently required Cheng Qiaobei’s presence, but he knew all too well that these voices were orchestrated by Chairman Yin and the others, yet he couldn’t do anything.

Zheng Rongxi knocked on the office door at this time. Seeing her face, Cheng Xiangheng knew what she had come to discuss.

"Old Cheng, I just checked my phone. The public opinion issue with the overseas hotel hasn’t been suppressed."

Of all things to bring up, this annoyed him the most.

"So, do you have a good plan?" Cheng Xiangheng retorted.

Zheng Rongxi wore an expression of confidence, "Leave it to Dongchen. Apart from Manager Cheng, Dongchen is also skilled at handling public opinion. He’ll do it well. If all else fails, offer this blogger some compensation. Everyone has a price. If they didn’t agree, it only means the price wasn’t right. As long as he agrees, we have the initiative. Have him issue an apology statement, and the matter will be resolved."

Cheng Xiangheng asked coldly, "Did Dongchen say money would solve it?"

Zheng Rongxi was unwavering, "Of course. Dongchen has handled many similar issues and never failed."

Cheng Xiangheng tapped the table with disappointment, "Do you think the clients Dongchen dealt with before are the same as this one? If they really needed money, they wouldn’t upload the video online immediately but come to us first." He closed his eyes in frustration, "Can’t you use some common sense before acting?"

"!" Zheng Rongxi’s lips parted slightly, and her face showed a trace of surprise.

"What is it?" Cheng Xiangheng asked.

Zheng Rongxi said, "Dongchen has already gone to contact them."

Cheng Xiangheng’s pupils tightened, and then he showed anger, "What a mess. Contact him quickly and have him come back."

At that time, Sun Dongchen had already dialed the person’s number.

When Zheng Rongxi called Sun Dongchen, she got a message that he was on another call.

"Damn, he must be calling them now."

Cheng Xiangheng said angrily, "Why are you still standing there? Go to the office and find him."

"I’m going now." Zheng Rongxi hurriedly left the office.

Cheng Xiangheng held his head in frustration. After two seconds of silence, he pressed Cheng Qiaobei’s number.

The moment the phone connected, Cheng Xiangheng took a deep breath to adjust his emotions and said in a deep voice,

"Qiao Bei, you’ve been back in the country for so many days and haven’t come to see your dad. Is it because you’re mad at me over the overseas hotel issue?"

Cheng Qiaobei was watering the plants. Hearing that "dad," he found it extremely ironic, and with an indifferent tug at the corner of his mouth, he asked,

"What do you need me to do for the company this time?"

"..."

His words were becoming more incisive. Even when expressing dissatisfaction, he didn’t say anything too harsh, but it was clear to anyone with insight.

For now, Cheng Xiangheng needed this pawn and could only choose to ignore his thorny words.

Cheng Xiangheng said, "The overseas company has been exposed for bedding hygiene issues. It needs to be managed."

Cheng Qiaobei continued watering at a leisurely pace, "Isn’t there Manager Wan? He’s exceptional and very skilled in his job."

Cheng Xiangheng lamented, "Qiao Bei, why don’t you understand your father? Is there any parent in the world who doesn’t want the best for their child? Sigh...you’ve truly let me down! Promotions and raises shouldn’t be your primary focus. Young people need to endure hardships to have better prospects. Who else would say these things to you?"

Very well, a mix of moral coercion and emotional manipulation. If Cheng Qiaobei didn’t know him well, he might actually believe it.

"It seems Mr. Cheng is very disappointed in me," Cheng Qiaobei said, putting down the watering can and wiping up the spilled water with a cloth.

Cheng Xiangheng answered evasively, "You should know that in my heart, I want the best for you."

Cheng Qiaobei replied slowly, "But Mr. Cheng’s decisions for me don’t reflect a desire for my good."

Cheng Xiangheng said, "If you see it that way, I have nothing to say."

Cheng Qiaobei: "So?"

Cheng Xiangheng paused, "Qiao Bei, you have a big problem with your dad now."

Cheng Qiaobei’s aim was to tear off his hypocritical mask, "If you see it that way, I have nothing to say."

Cheng Xiangheng: "..."

Using his words against him.

This kid had gotten smarter.

"Qiao Bei," Cheng Xiangheng said earnestly, "After all, you handled the initial stages of the overseas hotel. The company pays you; you have an obligation to help."

Very well, now he’s talking about money.

Cheng Qiaobei retorted, "I’ve already done my best to maximize profits for the company with my work. Now, you want me to pay for someone else’s mistakes? Whoever’s problem it is should solve it; that’s true fairness."

Cheng Xiangheng said, "It’s not about who’s right or wrong. Manager Wan is not sensitive to public opinion, which led to a significant negative impact when the video was released in society. He lacks experience in this area of business."

Cheng Qiaobei’s mouth curved into a sinister smile, "So, did the company assign someone with inadequate capability and business shortcomings to take over my work? Is that what you mean?"

Cheng Xiangheng: "..."

He had fallen into his trap.

Not letting himself be led by his questions, Cheng Xiangheng said, "This is not the time to discuss Manager Wan’s issues. You need to resolve the public opinion matter quickly."

Cheng Qiaobei lit a cigarette, and the white smoke blurred his sharply defined face. With his cool lips slightly parted, he asked,

"Are you speaking to me now as a father or a boss?"