From Rejected Fake Heiress to Desired True Love
Chapter 105: I am Mr. Qiao’s Lackey

Chapter 105: Chapter 105: I am Mr. Qiao’s Lackey

Liang Zhiyuan hadn’t turned to see who was coming, but he knew it had to be Nan Qiao.

Aside from Nan Qiao, who else could be so arrogant in the company?

Liang Zhiyuan turned around with a smile to face Nan Qiao, "Mr. Qiao, it turns out Secretary Fu was stopping me because you hadn’t come to work."

Nan Qiao curled her lips into a smile, standing in front of Liang Zhiyuan, her presence in no way inferior to his.

"Manager Liang, are you preparing to explain to me the reasons for your habitual tardiness?"

Fu Xingyao picked up the tablet, pulled up Liang Zhiyuan’s attendance records and said, "Manager Liang, you never clock in for work. I’ve pulled up the surveillance footage to see you coming in late and leaving early, without bringing much benefit to the company."

Liang Zhiyuan, humiliated and standing in front of so many people, felt extremely uncomfortable and angrily cold.

"Riding on others’ coattails," Liang Zhiyuan glared at Fu Xingyao with resentment.

Fu Xingyao kept a composed expression, "If I’m Mr. Qiao’s dog, doesn’t that make you Mr. Qiao’s ungrateful dog as well?"

Rong Yan came out of the restroom, heard the conversation, and chuckled, "Then I’m Mr. Qiao’s lackey."

Mr. Qiao has helped him so much, he’s willing to be Nan Qiao’s lackey.

Liang Zhiyuan: "..."

He glared angrily at Rong Yan, not understanding why this idiot would say such things!

He must be a fool!

Liang Zhiyuan even thought that Rong Yan must have been kept by Nan Qiao, to willingly be her lapdog.

Nan Qiao was amused by Rong Yan’s words, and the next second, she held back her laughter and questioned Liang Zhiyuan, "Manager Liang, as my secretary, Fu Xingyao can make decisions from a professional perspective in my absence. As a department manager who’s often late or leaves early, your example leaves much to be desired."

Liang Zhiyuan, rebuked, gritted his teeth and said, "You’re slandering me. I’ve been late or left early because I was dealing with business for the company. Everything I did was for the company’s benefit. I brought the factory deal back to the table, and Mr. Qiao, you called off the partnership with a single word. Mr. Qiao, in your actions, I suspect there’s self-interest involved."

Surrounded by employees who seemed to be working, they were all eagerly watching the drama unfold.

They also wanted to see if Liang Zhiyuan could outmatch Nan Qiao.

Despite her young age, Nan Qiao was exceptionally capable!

Nan Qiao didn’t get angry; her expression was as calm as water, eyes glittering like stars, staring unwaveringly at Liang Zhiyuan and making his heart tremble.

"Manager Liang, since you want me to lay it all out, I’ll speak frankly. It’s good that everyone is here to see whether I’m monopolizing power, or if Manager Liang you’re knowingly committing offences."

Nan Qiao glanced at Fu Xingyao, who was sending an email to everyone’s inbox from his tablet.

After opening the email, people began whispering to each other in shock.

"My God, the factory owner gave Manager Liang so many perks. Meals, clothes shopping, and even expensive gifts."

"It’s hard not to doubt Manager Liang’s integrity!"

"Although manager Liang earns fifty thousand a month, the luxury watch he wears is worth five hundred thousand. He probably wouldn’t bear the cost himself, right?"

"I couldn’t bear to spend a year’s salary on a luxury watch either, without eating or providing for a family."

"Manager Liang’s daughter is studying abroad—that’s a significant expense, isn’t it?"

"Manager Liang’s wife doesn’t work either, they must be so rich!"

The murmurs and discussions filled Liang Zhiyuan with trepidation and infuriated him.

"Nan Qiao, what are you implying? Are you having me investigated?"

"Manager Liang, your attire doesn’t match your salary, and the company’s profits haven’t been as good as expected in recent years. It’s made me wonder," she retorted.

Fu Xingyao spoke up bluntly, "Liang Zhiyuan, the investigation revealed that you accepted bribes, just like Xu Dayong. You’ve been taking kickbacks from the factory and overcharging the company!"

Nan Qiao continued, "Liang Zhiyuan, the company gave you the opportunity to be a manager, yet you’ve been profiting off it. As of now, you are fired from the company! We will be pursuing legal action against you for your misconduct."

Just as Liang Zhiyuan was about to speak, the police arrived and took him away directly.

The employees were astounded; they hadn’t expected Nan Qiao to act so swiftly.

She struck when he least expected it, aiming straight for the jugular!

After witnessing Nan Qiao’s tactics once again, who would dare oppose her?

Nan Qiao’s gaze fell on a thirty-six-year-old woman, and she addressed her, "Dong Xiao, from now on, you’re the manager of the procurement department."

Dong Xiao stood dumbfounded, unable to believe Nan Qiao’s words.

"Mr. Qiao, you want me to take Liang Zhiyuan’s place? To be a manager?"

All these years, she had been just an inconspicuous employee.

In front of everyone, Nan Qiao continued to speak, "Even though you’ve been just an employee of the company, I’ve noticed all that you’ve done for the company over the years. You haven’t been a social climber; you’ve maintained your integrity, which is commendable. When the design blueprints were stolen, you stayed with the company, showing your passion and responsibility. You are well-deserving of the manager’s position."

Some people turned red with shame, thinking that Nan Qiao couldn’t turn the situation around, they slipped away.

Not being fired was a stroke of luck.

They watched Dong Xiao promoted to manager, feeling a mix of envy and helplessness.

After all, they hadn’t worked hard enough.

...

No sooner had Nan Qiao sat down to settle in than new collaborations knocked on her door.

Two new companies wanted to partner with Nan Qiao.

One company wanted her company to produce clothing, and the other was in clothing wholesale and wanted Nan Qiao to assist with design.

The conditions offered by both new companies were very favorable, as if they were handing out money.

Facing the first company’s young leader, Nan Qiao asked in bewilderment, "President Zhao, you’re letting our company take all the profits, what will you earn?"

President Zhao replied with a smile, "We’re earning a reputation, Mr. Qiao. You’ve managed your company so well, and the quality of the clothes is beyond criticism. If consumers hear the clothing is made by your company, won’t they rush to buy it?"

Seeing the airtight contract, Nan Qiao thought it was money waiting to be earned.

The second leader was equally earnest, "Mr. Qiao, your company’s designs are eye-catching and a standout in the industry. It would be an honor for our company to partner with you. You design boldly, and we will bear the costs. Produce it, and we will handle sales. We won’t go high-end but appeal to the mass market, how about that?"

Nan Qiao looked over the contract they had prepared, which was essentially gifting her a partnership.

Nan Qiao looked up, "It’s not a northwest wind blowing today, is it?"

The leader, puzzled, shook his head, "I checked the weather, there’s no wind today; it’s a bit sultry, might rain."

Nan Qiao joked, "Without the northwest wind, what does your company eat?"

President Zhao: "..."

He laughed, "Mr. Qiao, you have such a sense of humor."

Nan Qiao asked again, "If you’re letting our company take all the profits, what will you eat?"

Can’t even drink the northwest wind, and going hungry?

The leader scratched his head, "We didn’t know if Mr. Qiao would be willing to partner with us, so we could only offer our sincerest terms, hoping Mr. Qiao would give us a chance to collaborate. Don’t worry, Mr. Qiao, we’ll take on the risks ourselves."

Nan Qiao adjusted the profit share and after back-and-forth negotiations, the leader had to concede with tears to earn a bit more...

The leader exited excitedly, found a private spot and made a phone call, "Secretary Zhao, it’s a success; Mr. Qiao is willing to collaborate."