Supreme Heir Son-in-law
Chapter 69 Betting

Chapter 69: Chapter 69 Betting

The short-haired girl still wanted to say something to the man in the Mercedes, but a large hand attacked from behind her and pushed her aside. Xu Ke, who she had pulled behind her earlier, stood expressionlessly in front of the Mercedes man. "I don’t have time to waste with you here. Jiahe Group wouldn’t want someone like you. You can leave now; there’s no need for an interview."

"Just because you say you don’t want me, then I’m not wanted? Who do you think you are? Do you think you’re President Xu? Don’t be ridiculous. If someone like you could really decide my fate, I’d livestream myself eating shit, okay? Ridiculous!"

"Livestream eating shit?" Xu Ke’s steps stopped because of the Mercedes man’s words. He’d seen quite a variety of live broadcasts, but he’d never seen one like that before. Thinking of this, the corners of Xu Ke’s mouth slightly curled, and a hint of interest appeared in his eyes. "Are you serious? If I decide your fate, you’d livestream eating shit." Xu Ke turned around and clearly articulated each word while staring at the Mercedes man’s eyes.

The Mercedes man felt a chill down his spine under Xu Ke’s gaze, but upon seeing Xu Ke’s clothes, which weren’t worth much, and the subtle looks directed his way from those around, he nodded reluctantly.

"But since I said it, shouldn’t you also add something to the bet to make it fairer? If you can’t decide my fate, you should kneel to me and say, ’Dad, I’m wrong, I won’t dare again,’ three times." The man raised three fingers smugly, looking confident. He didn’t believe Xu Ke could possibly have that kind of power.

Seeing the man nod and then add the additional condition, the corners of Xu Ke’s mouth curled even more, while the security guards standing on either side of the building looked at the Mercedes man with expressions of sympathy and pity.

It’s a joke—if even their company’s president couldn’t decide an employee’s fate, who could?

They seemed to already see the Mercedes man’s sudden change in expression after losing the bet, and his tearful face eating shit.

But the Mercedes man didn’t catch the sympathetic glances from the two. On the contrary, he looked at Xu Ke with a confident expression, imagining the scene of Xu Ke kneeling and apologizing. He could barely contain his smile.

Xu Ke glanced at him, then, under the watch of the Mercedes man and the short-haired girl, asked the security guards standing on either side of the building, "Tell him, do I have the authority to decide his fate?"

The security guard, standing motionless like a statue, immediately and loudly responded upon hearing Xu Ke’s words, "Yes!"

The guard’s affirmation froze the smile that was still on the Mercedes man’s face, his whole body going rigid like a just-made porcelain doll.

"Hahaha, you lost, now eat shit." Although she still didn’t know the identity of the person she helped, from the security guards’ reaction, it wasn’t hard to deduce that Xu Ke’s identity wasn’t simple. She never expected that the person she randomly assisted would have such a significant background. She also never expected that one day, she could witness someone live eating shit, which was quite an eccentric experience.

The short-haired girl’s words brought the Mercedes man, who was in a daze, back to his senses, "I don’t believe it. How could someone wearing cheap clothes have the authority to decide my fate on behalf of President Xu? This is definitely a conspiracy. Tell me the truth, was it a competitor who hired you to do this? Were you all rehearsing this beforehand, trying to trick me?"

The Mercedes man pointed towards Xu Ke incredulously and angrily.

"What would it take for you to believe?" Xu Ke asked while watching the man’s slightly panicked face.

"Unless you bring President Xu here and let her tell me in person, I won’t believe it," the Mercedes man stubbornly said.

Reason told the Mercedes man that Jiahe Group’s security guards were all retired soldiers, whose loyalty was undisputed. How could they be bribed? But his emotions couldn’t accept this reality. He couldn’t believe that the person he looked down upon and insulted today could decide his life and death. He couldn’t accept it, so he kept struggling, trying to prove the other’s words were lies, not true.

"Alright, I’ll call Xu Jie and have her tell you in person. This way, it’ll prove that I do have the ability to decide your fate, and then you’ll livestream eating shit, right?" Xu Ke stated coldly.

"Right, if you can have President Xu tell me in person, I’ll livestream eating shit. I’ll absolutely keep my word, but it can’t take too long, or what if you keep me waiting until she gets off work?" The matter had reached this point, and the Mercedes man refused to retreat. He’d already confirmed with Xu Jie’s secretary earlier that she was currently in a meeting, which wouldn’t end for another hour. The Mercedes man didn’t believe Xu Ke could manage to summon Xu Jie under such circumstances.

"Don’t worry, it won’t take long, but remember your words. Don’t go back on them, or you won’t want to know the consequences of deceiving me." Xu Ke gave the Mercedes man a cold look and dialed Xu Jie.

The Mercedes man stared intently at Xu Ke’s phone, his hand subconsciously clenching, his heart pounding anxiously, "Don’t connect, don’t connect..." He mumbled quietly to himself as if this would prevent the call from being answered.

The short-haired girl standing next to Xu Ke was equally nervous, her pink lips moving in silent whispers that contradicted the Mercedes man’s, "Answer it, answer it..."

The short-haired girl placed all her hopes on Xu Ke. She had rejected interviews from two other major companies today because of Xu Ke’s words. She was betting her career on his words. Now, she desperately hoped the person on the other end of the call would pick up, then quickly come down from the elevator to stand before them and slap the Mercedes man’s face hard.

Only then could she reassure herself that her choice was right. Even if she wasn’t hired by Jiahe in the end, she wouldn’t regret it. But if... it would mean she trusted the wrong person and ended up with nothing, which would inevitably leave her feeling regretful.

As the phone bearing two completely different wishes from two people rang steadily in their fervent gazes, its rhythm felt as if it were stepping on their hearts, making their breathing somewhat difficult.