My Son-in-law Is A War God
Chapter 401

Chapter 401: 401

"Sorry, our President Wu is in a meeting, please wait for a moment!"

The receptionist said to Wu Pengtian.

In her heart, she knew there was no meeting happening at all at this time.

It was just President Wu deliberately making things difficult for Wu Pengtian.

"I can’t wait, this is an extremely urgent matter, it’s a matter of life and death!

Please, I beg you, talk to him again!"

Wu Pengtian was not a fool, he knew that Wu Kun was avoiding him on purpose.

Yet he didn’t dare to barge in directly, for in doing so, he truly would lose any chance of making amends.

From his father’s tone, it seemed as though Wu Kun was the owner of Tianhai Entertainment.

In reality, there was another boss behind the scenes.

And that person was very terrifying.

To the extent that he could make the big boss of Tianhai City show respect.

This was quite frightening; their Wu Family couldn’t afford to provoke such a person.

Let alone the Wu Family, even the Du Family couldn’t afford to provoke them.

Otherwise, Du Haiyue wouldn’t be so evasive, entirely distancing himself from the matter.

"Sir, I advise you to go back for now.

Our President Wu might be in a meeting for who knows how long.

Today he still has to meet several eminent clients, and I’m afraid your matter probably won’t make it onto the list.

Besides, you didn’t make an appointment."

The receptionist said to Du Haiyue.

Since she knew Wu Kun’s intentions, she definitely wouldn’t make the call for Wu Pengtian again.

At least not now.

"Didn’t you say I was Wu Family’s Young Master Wu Pengtian?"

Wu Pengtian was not ready to give up yet.

"So what if you’re the Wu Family’s Young Master? Today, even when the Du Family Patriarch Du Musheng came, our President Wu didn’t pay him any attention.

Let alone you," said the receptionist disdainfully.

Having been a receptionist for so long, these days were when she felt her proudest.

Never mind the managers and leaders,

even the Du Family Patriarch, Du Musheng, personally came to apologize and didn’t even get to see him.

Goodness, in the past, Wu Kun would have fawned over these people, bowing and scraping.

Now with a new boss, even his backbone had become stiff.

Hearing this, Wu Pengtian genuinely felt like crying.

Du Musheng was turned away? Then what was he considered?

No wonder even his own father feared Tianhai Entertainment. Who exactly was this mysterious boss?

Suddenly, Wu Pengtian pulled out a knife.

This scared the receptionist.

Thinking Wu Pengtian was going to cause trouble, but unexpectedly, Wu Pengtian placed the knife against his own neck, "Please sister, just make one call to President Wu.

If I can’t see President Wu today, I might as well die here."

The receptionist let out a sigh of relief but still didn’t dare to neglect the situation.

If someone died in the company, that would be quite unlucky.

So she called Wu Kun again, but the answer was exactly the same.

"President Wu said he’s very busy, if you want to die, you can do it now.

We will provide the coffin for free," the receptionist said coldly to Wu Pengtian.

Clang!

The knife fell to the ground, and Wu Pengtian knelt and started to cry bitterly.

He came here precisely because he didn’t want to die.

If he dared to commit suicide, he would have done it long ago, not waiting until now.

The receptionist sighed, "You might as well stop crying. I’ve seen dozens like you over the last few days.

Each one playing pitiful in front of me.

Do you think I’d become soft-hearted just because I’m a girl?

If you want to cry, go ahead and cry; if you want to kneel, then kneel; I can’t stop you."

Wu Pengtian wept bitterly, partly as an act, hoping to gain sympathy.

But, on the other hand, he genuinely felt like crying.

He truly regretted not going home to discuss the matter with his father before taking this step.

Now that he had offended Wu Kun, he deeply regretted his actions.

The receptionist simply put on her headphones, indifferent to listening to Wu Pengtian’s loud sobbing. If he had been the first, she might have been moved.

But she had seen too much of it these past few days and had become somewhat numb.

Usually, it was these scoundrels who bullied them, but now, the tables had turned, and they were the ones acting like big shots.

It felt really good.

One had to admire Wu Pengtian, really crying for half an hour, kneeling for half an hour.

A person walked in from the outside.

Simple and honest.

"Sister, I’m looking for President Wu."

Hearing that this person was also looking for President Wu, Wu Pengtian suddenly stopped crying.

"What’s your name, and what brings you here?"

The receptionist asked.

"Oh, my name is Zhao Baoqiang, I am one of the contestants for this selection.

I’ve come to submit my materials."

Zhao Baoqiang was entering the company’s interior for the first time; he had only ever looked at it from the outside before.

So when he saw Wu Pengtian actually kneeling and weeping there, he was truly shocked.

Wu Pengtian had previously mocked him, calling him a worthless farmer who fancied becoming a star.

Wu Pengtian was the Young Master, and Zhao couldn’t afford to provoke him, but today, he really saw it for himself.

Wu Pengtian had seen this day too.

"Ah, it’s Mr. Zhao, you can just go upstairs from here, President Wu is in his office!"

The receptionist was very hospitable to Zhao Baoqiang.

She directly guided him to the elevator.

"Didn’t you say President Wu was in a meeting?"

Wu Pengtian was stunned.

A migrant worker, more welcome than him?

This Wu Kun, truly humiliating him.

That damn thing, once he turns things around, he definitely won’t let this guy off.

"I’ll tell you something, Young Master Wu,

President Wu said that if you want to see him, you’ll have to show some sincerity.

What’s the point of just kneeling for an hour?"

The receptionist sighed.

"Sincerity?"

Wu Pengtian seemed to understand something.

He quickly said, "Could you please contact him for me again and say that this matter is my fault

and I will definitely make it up to President Wu and ask him to show leniency."

Although Wu Pengtian was usually arrogant and overbearing,

he was aware of the gravity of this situation.

If not dealt with properly, it could truly spell disaster for his entire family.

The receptionist smiled and said, "Please wait a moment. After Mr. Zhao finishes his business, I’ll make the call for you."

Wu Pengtian felt extremely aggrieved inside.

A bumpkin was more esteemed than him.

But he dared not say anything and could only endure.

After kneeling for more than half an hour, his knees felt like they were about to give out.

Only then did he see Zhao Baoqiang leaving Tianhai Entertainment.

The receptionist picked up the phone and dialed.

"President Wu, that guy still hasn’t left, he says he will keep kneeling if he can’t see you."

"Heh, let him kneel to death then!"

Wu Kun sneered, "Back in the day, the Wu Family didn’t hesitate to strong-arm me and my Tianhai Entertainment.

Now that I’ve caught this opportunity, I certainly can’t let him off easily."

In the past, the company was his.

He had to be subservient to everyone.

One careless move could result in a scolding, and even kneeling down to apologize was futile.

And many of those times, he had knelt before Wu Pengtian’s father, Wu Ming.

Now, the company belonged to Xiao Chen.

That god-like man had given him immense courage and the chance to take revenge on his enemies.

Moreover, Xiao Chen had personally told him, "Don’t be afraid of offending people, no matter what, you must not lose face for me!"

Even if Wu Kun wanted to give Wu Pengtian face, he couldn’t.

He dared not diminish Xiao Chen’s might.

Otherwise, it would be his transgression.