Mr. Tycoon Is Actually the Father of My Child!
Chapter 345 All Is Over

Chapter 345: Chapter 345 All Is Over

"Manager Du, is this the idea you came up with? Are you messing with me on purpose?"

A cold, low male voice came through the static. Du Qian panicked and quickly said, "No, President Chen, why would I mess with you? I sincerely want to join Fandi Luxury."

"So you’re not messing with me? Then explain the current situation to me!"

The man let out a cold sneer, "MXL’s counters have already matched our sales figures. It’s obvious that next, they’ll definitely surpass us here at Fandi Luxury. So once again, the results of this campaign mean you’ve won! Manager Du, is this what you meant by ’absolutely helping us defeat MXL’?"

Hearing this, Du Qian broke out in a cold sweat.

"President Chen, that’s not the case. I had planned to catch them off guard, but I didn’t expect them to suddenly come up with a countermeasure. And this countermeasure..."

Actually worked perfectly!

She hadn’t foreseen this.

"Manager Du, their so-called countermeasure—adding a children’s model segment to the entire event—is that it?"

The man’s tone now carried a hint of intrigue. "Tell me, whose idea was this? Let me guess, Lin Qian? Hmm, quite innovative. Lin Qian is indeed a rare talent. Here’s the deal, Manager Du: if you can bring her over to Fandi, I’ll allow you to continue as Fandi’s Regional Manager."

Du Qian: "!!!"

Poach Lin Qian to Fandi?

Make her the Regional Manager!

Was she letting someone else take the credit?

Du Qian’s face contorted, her voice unintentionally rising.

"President Chen, that’s not what we agreed on. I wasn’t aiming for the Regional Manager position—my goal was to become Vice President!"

"Heh! Vice President?"

The man sneered, "Then how about you help Fandi Luxury’s sales outperform MXL’s counters first? Now that their revenue has already surpassed ours, Manager Du, do you think you’re still qualified to take on the Vice President role?"

Du Qian’s face turned pale as she gripped her phone tightly. "President Chen, this time it was an accident. Can you give me another chance?"

She had been planning for so long—was it all going to fall apart now?

"Manager Du, it’s not that I won’t give you a chance. It’s just that... I find your capabilities lacking."

The man said calmly, "Let’s not waste each other’s time. Here’s the deal: if you’re still interested in joining Fandi Luxury, you’re welcome. But as for the Vice President position, you won’t be getting it anymore. You’ll have to start from the bottom, just like everyone else—from the sales associate role. If you’re truly capable, you’ll rise up eventually. What do you say?"

What do I say?

What nonsense!

Du Qian’s face was beyond grim.

She gritted her teeth, her voice trembling with fury. "President Chen, are you insulting me?"

She had aimed for the Vice President position, but he wanted her to start as a sales associate!

She’d have to be mad to agree to this!

"Insulting you? Du Qian, don’t forget that Fandi Luxury lost to MXL’s counters because of your sales strategy. I’ve yet to hold you accountable! That’s it, my time is valuable—take it or leave it!"

The static turned to a dial tone, shattering Du Qian’s dream completely.

Her face turned pale, and she stared at her phone’s blank screen, unable to speak.

The Vice President position—is it gone?

Chen Jie, that despicable man, was nothing but a vile opportunist!

Fortunately, she was still the Regional Manager for MXL’s counters.

Join Fandi as a sales associate?

Over her dead body!

Du Qian took deep breaths, trying to suppress her resentment.

At that moment, her phone rang again.

Du Qian stared at the caller ID, her heart leaping.

Chu Yelin?

Why would he be calling her at this moment?

A sudden sense of foreboding filled her heart.

Du Qian swallowed hard and answered the call.

"President Chu."

"Du Qian, you’re fired. Don’t bother coming in tomorrow."

The moment the call connected, Chu Yelin’s icy voice came through.

Du Qian felt her heart sink into an abyss, asking urgently, "Wait—President Chu, why?"

"Why? Du Qian, are you still pretending to be clueless at this stage? Fandi doesn’t just have Chen Jie as a department manager. Gathering information is effortless. Du Qian, our company does not keep ungrateful wolves."

These words made Du Qian’s face go white as a sheet.

Clinging onto a shred of hope, she pressed on, "President Chu, there must be some misunderstanding. I’m the Regional Manager for MXL—how could I collaborate with a rival company? This must be Fandi Luxury’s scheme to sow discord among our employees!"

She’d been discreet—she didn’t believe Chu Yelin could have uncovered evidence so quickly.

She had to hold firm!

She couldn’t afford for her plan to backfire!

"Heh, Du Qian, I don’t believe I explicitly accused you of colluding with Fandi Luxury, did I? What’s this—is the guilty conscience settling in?"

Chu Yelin’s voice carried faint mockery through the line. Du Qian froze, unable to respond.

"President Chu, no, I..."

"Enough. Your termination letter will be sent to your email, and we’ll post the announcement on our official website. I’ve got video footage of your meetings with Fandi’s store manager, as well as your call records with Chen Jie. If you want to protest, I’ll see you in court."

With those words, Chu Yelin ended the call.

"President Chu! Please, let me explain!"

Du Qian couldn’t hide her panic, shouting at the phone.

But all she heard was the tone of disconnection.

It’s over!

Everything is over!

Ten years of hard work to climb to the position of Regional Manager, and now it had all crumbled!

Du Qian’s face turned ashen as she stared at the lively crowd not far away.

On the stage, the activity continued meticulously, but she was about to be forced off MXL’s grand stage!

How did it come to this?

Why had she fallen to such a disgraceful state?

Du Qian looked utterly lost, her gaze landing on Lin Qian.

At that moment, Lin Qian had just ended her call and seemed to sense her presence, glancing back at her.

Their eyes met—one icy, the other twisted with rage.

Du Qian stared at Lin Qian, her chest heaving.

It’s her!

It’s all her fault!

Du Qian charged toward Lin Qian furiously. "It’s you—it’s all your fault! Lin Qian, you shameless vixen!"

Hearing this, Lin Qian frowned slightly. "Manager Du, mind your words. What exactly have I done to harm you?"

"You don’t know? Really?"

Du Qian glared at Lin Qian with hatred. "Lin Qian, I lost my job because of you. Are you satisfied now?"

Her losing her job—what did that have to do with Lin Qian?

She hadn’t done anything, but she still needed answers about why Du Qian had chosen to collude with outsiders.

Lin Qian pressed her lips together. "Manager Du, why did you do it? Why did you collude with Fandi Luxury and leak our event plans?"

Just earlier, Chu Yelin had called her.

She already knew about Du Qian’s termination.

This time, the event leaks—it really had been Du Qian’s doing!