Inheritance of Two Trillion
Chapter 440 Negotiation Failure_1

Chapter 440: Chapter 440 Negotiation Failure_1

Before Yin Dongfeng and Yin Donglei reported the incident to the family patriarch, they had already braced themselves for the worst.

This time, the patriarch would likely erupt in thunderous fury. The punishment they faced was secondary; how Mr. Bai conducted his affairs so decisively would surely enrage him.

However, what they never expected was for the patriarch to remain so calm.

The instructions he gave them for what to do next were even more bewildering—he actually wanted Yin Dongfeng to make a phone call to Bai Xiaosheng—

To beg for leniency?!

As Yin Dongfeng was dialing the phone, Yin Donglei couldn’t help but sneak a glance at his father and mumbled, "Does our Yin Family really have to stoop so low..."

"Well said!"

Yin Haoran heard this and actually nodded in approval, " ’Does our Yin Family really have to stoop so low’—Second Child, you spoke well!"

The old man praised him? Yin Donglei was a bit flattered.

Usually, it was the eldest who received praises; he only got scolded...

"How about this, before you go to bed tonight, write that sentence down five hundred times. If you don’t finish, don’t think of sleeping," Yin Haoran said warmly and kindly to Yin Donglei.

"Ah? Ah!" Yin Donglei’s smile instantly froze on his face.

The smile faded from Yin Haoran’s face, turning as cold as ice, "If not for you being the catalyst, even if Mr. Bai had the intention to take action against your brother, it wouldn’t have happened so quickly, so ruthlessly. Hmph, I’m punishing you, and you think it’s too little?"

"Not at all, not at all!"

Yin Donglei’s face turned bitter, yet he dared not retort.

"I want you to write until it sinks in!" Yin Haoran sighed heavily, " ’Does our Yin Family really have to stoop so low?’ If you two brothers were more capable, if you two together could stand up to even half of what Bai Xiaosheng is, would our Yin Family have to stoop so low?"

The family patriarch’s anger was now apparent.

Yin Donglei was so frightened that he didn’t dare to say another word.

Yin Dongfeng also secretly swallowed his saliva, inwardly blaming his younger brother for his lack of tact.

Meanwhile, the phone connected.

Yin Dongfeng spoke with utmost respect, "Mr. Bai, it’s me, Yin Dongfeng! I want to apologize to you again! Yes, yes! This whole mess is my brother’s fault, and I also blame myself for not knowing that it was Assistant Lin’s aunt’s house. I accept the punishment, I just ask you to show some mercy... Yes, yes! It’s not easy for me to become a supervisor, could you perhaps..."

As Yin Dongfeng said this, his tone paused, his expression became stern.

He then gave a bitter smile and shook his head towards Yin Haoran.

This time, Bai Xiaosheng was truly determined to take him down!

Yin Haoran remained expressionless, extending a hand.

Yin Dongfeng quickly said, "Mr. Bai, please, don’t hang up the phone; my father would like to have a few words with you!"

After speaking, Yin Dongfeng handed the phone over to Yin Haoran.

The normally icy expression on Yin Haoran’s face showed a hint of a smile, "Is this General Manager Bai Xiaosheng? This is Yin Haoran from Zhongjing Haoran. I would like to have a word with you!"

Yin Haoran’s tone was exceedingly polite.

He had studied Bai Xiaosheng and knew the other man had quite an obstinate nature.

With him, the more you push, the more unpleasant it becomes!

Press him too hard, and he wouldn’t give face to anyone!

Having attended the meeting to welcome Wang Xincheng, Yin Dongfeng had witnessed it firsthand, and he naturally knew this as well.

Yin Donglei, standing to the side, was tempted to mutter a few words, but thinking about the five hundred times writing task he already had, and afraid he couldn’t bear any more, he prudently kept his mouth shut.

In a Mercedes Sprinter, Bai Xiaosheng wore a light smile, speaking on the phone with this Yin Haoran whom he had never met, but whose reputation he had long heard.

"Mr. Bai, the incident today was my son’s fault, and I’ve already been severely punishing them. However, a personal mistake shouldn’t affect his work..."

"Mr. Yin, do you really believe that I would dismiss a supervisor just over these personal issues?"

Bai Xiaosheng chuckled lightly, "If you do believe that, then I think there’s no need for us to talk."

On the other end of the phone, Yin Haoran’s expression subtly changed.

How could he respond to that?

If he said he believed it, there would be no need to talk. If he said he didn’t believe it, then he’d be admitting that Yin Dongfeng had other reasons.

It had been a long time since he’d encountered such a sharp-tongued youngster! Even more formidable than Song Changkong in his early days!

Yin Haoran sighed.

"Mr. Bai, I know you’re quite dissatisfied with some of the things my son did during his tenure, and I promise to make him amend his ways. This should be good enough, right?" Yin Haoran sought a compromise, stepping back.

In the car, Bai Xiaosheng couldn’t help but laugh silently; Yin Haoran was actually negotiating terms with him.

After all, did the Yin family have anything to discuss?

"Some things can’t be changed, old man," Bai Xiaosheng said with a smile, "Do you think I made this decision rashly? In my possession, I have at least ten reports on your young lord. Do you know what I’ve discerned from them?"

"What?"

"He must go!"

There was not the slightest room for negotiation in Bai Xiaosheng’s voice.

On the other end of the phone, silence lingered for a long while.

"Mr. Bai, can’t you really give me, Yin Haoran, some face? We can talk! Our Zhongjing Haoran is also a major enterprise; we can cooperate more... Besides, I, Yin Haoran, am not a petty person, especially generous to friends!"

Yin Haoran was attempting to entice.

"Sorry, Mr. Yin," Bai Xiaosheng said firmly, "I am not short of money; I just want the company I manage to do well. I can’t tolerate any flaws, not a single one! On this matter, there’s no room for discussion! Your son, it’s better for him to leave!"

On the other end of the phone, calm lasted for a long time.

"Alright!" came a voice, old yet resolute, "Very well indeed!"

"Very well indeed!" Bai Xiaosheng replied in kind, his voice young and strong.

Then, the call was disconnected.

Bai Xiaosheng glanced at the phone and couldn’t resist chuckling lightly, saying to the two women staring at him, "Zhongjing Haoran, Yin Haoran, ah, hanging up on me, how rude."

Lin Weiwei and Shang Wanwan rolled their eyes in unison.

Just with the way he talked, whoever could hold back their temper in the end, it surely wouldn’t be normal...

The Yin Family.

Yin Haoran looked at his phone and tossed it onto the table.

"This Bai Xiaosheng is simply too much, not giving us any face or leeway!" Yin Dongfeng exclaimed indignantly!

"He just needs to be taught a lesson!" Yin Donglei asserted vehemently.

Yin Haoran glanced at Yin Donglei, who immediately closed his mouth.

"Dad, is there really no room for maneuver on this matter?" Yin Donglei couldn’t help asking.

"What do you think?" Yin Haoran glanced at him and asked.

Yin Dongfeng gave a wry smile.

"Yes, to the Bai family, our Yin family probably doesn’t amount to much! After the meeting that day, Bai went to dine with Chen Jiuzheng and Wang Xincheng. I had people waiting outside, and they saw even Chen Jiuzheng leaving early, looking resentful. Bai doesn’t care for the face even of big shots in the group!" Yin Dongfeng lamented and then asked, "So, what do we do next?"

"The second boy talks nonsense, but just now he said something right," Yin Haoran stated, "This Bai Xiaosheng needs to be taken in hand!"

Yin Donglei, hearing the praise again, couldn’t help but show a hint of pleasure.

"But, how do we deal with him?" asked Yin Dongfeng impatiently.

"Didn’t you just mention it!" Yin Haoran snorted coldly.

After so many years, there hadn’t been a second young man who dared to stand up to him like this! He had to be treated properly!

"I said..." Yin Dongfeng paused in confusion, then his eyes lit up, and he exclaimed in realization.

"Chen Jiuzheng?!"