Free Web NovelChapter 161: Chapter 161 Manager Kuang’s True Colors
Property Manager Yang Daxing stood stunned after listening, staring at Manager Kuang with an incredulous look.
"Get out of here now!"
Seeing that Yang Daxing didn’t move, Manager Kuang yelled again.
Property Manager Yang Daxing’s body trembled, and he fell to his knees with a thud.
"Manager Kuang, you’re not unaware of my family’s situation. I have an eighty-year-old mother and a baby who needs to be fed. I can’t afford to lose this job!"
The employees present were all shocked; they hadn’t expected the normally high-and-mighty property manager to end up in such a pathetic state.
Seeing Yang Daxing looking so pitiful, Manager Kuang seemed to soften a bit and turned to look at Wang Hao.
But Wang Hao didn’t pay any attention, remaining as hard-hearted as ever, so Manager Kuang swallowed back the words he was about to say.
A crafty person like Yang Daxing, most of what he said was likely a lie, and Wang Hao didn’t believe him at all.
"Don’t look at me. I’m just an uneducated farmer, and today, I’m really going to clash with you, so what?"
Wang Hao said slowly.
"I..."
Seeing that Wang Hao was not so easy to fool, Yang Daxing realized that he was truly finished this time.
"This guy is just too annoying. I better hurry up and check out some other houses!"
Seeing Yang Daxing still refusing to leave, Wang Hao pretended to walk away.
"Get lost right now!"
When Manager Kuang heard that Wang Hao was reconsidering buying the house, his face changed color. Losing any sympathy, he kicked the property manager and called the security to escort him out.
"Mr. Wang, is everything okay now? I assure you, you won’t ever see that man here again!"
Manager Kuang said as he came up to Wang Hao with a fawning look.
In Chicheng County, selling a three-story villa not only meant a considerable bonus but also possibly a promotion and a raise.
For Manager Kuang, selling the villa meant not just a bonus but also establishing his reputation. Afterwards, no matter which property he worked at, things would run smoothly for him.
Wang Hao completely ignored Manager Kuang and walked straight over to Old Man Zhao.
"Uncle Zhao, we meet again!"
Wang Hao greeted Old Man Zhao with a chuckle.
"Young man, thank you so much. I heard from my daughter that you bought this villa from her? I’m very grateful for the care you’ve shown towards my family, especially Lifang!"
Old Man Zhao had already heard from Zhao Lifang about Wang Hao buying the house and was deeply grateful to Wang Hao.
Seeing Wang Hao and Zhao Lifang’s father on familiar terms, Manager Kuang was even more puzzled.
"Uncle Zhao, are you here looking for a job?"
Wang Hao deliberately raised his voice as he spoke.
Old Man Zhao looked at Wang Hao, momentarily surprised; considering Wang Hao had been there the entire time, he should be aware of the whole situation. Why was he still asking knowingly?
Old Man Zhao didn’t quite understand Wang Hao’s intentions, but Manager Kuang beside him immediately caught on.
"Ah, Uncle Zhao, if you’re looking for a job, you should’ve just told me. Even if you couldn’t find me, you could have asked your daughter to get in touch with me. Why bother making the trip yourself!"
Manager Kuang quickly stepped forward to say.
"We’re short of a janitor here, just needing someone to sweep the hallways morning and evening. You can arrange your time freely; this way, it won’t interfere with your other jobs."
After speaking, Manager Kuang glanced at Wang Hao, noticed him nodding, and continued.
"A thousand a month, how about..."
While speaking, Manager Kuang watched Wang Hao’s expression, saw his eyebrows knit together slightly, and immediately changed his offer.
"One thousand five hundred a month, would that be okay?"
The surrounding janitors and security guards were all stunned. They only earned one thousand three hundred a month, and they had to clock in for full-time work every day, on a strict schedule.
This Old Man Zhao could set his own free time, only needing to come twice a day, and he would earn one thousand five hundred a month. It was clear that Manager Kuang was giving him a green light.
Thinking about how Wang Hao was able to buy that villa in one breath, and how familiar old man Zhao seemed with Wang Hao, the others, even if they felt it was unfair, wouldn’t dare to voice it.
One thousand five hundred a month was the highest salary for local cleaners, and for Wang Hao to demand an even higher salary now seemed a bit unreasonable and domineering. ƒrēewebnoѵёl.cσm
So he turned around, smiling, and said to Zhao Lifang.
"Miss Zhao, please hurry the matter with the house, I’d like to move in as soon as possible!"
Hearing this from Wang Hao, Manager Kuang finally felt a weight off his shoulders.
"Mr. Wang, have a safe trip!"
Manager Kuang and Zhao Lifang escorted Wang Hao to the gate of the community before reluctantly turning back.
Only when Wang Hao’s figure had disappeared did Manager Kuang take out a tissue to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead.
He had gone pale with fear when he received Zhao Lifang’s phone call earlier. If Wang Hao really backed out of the deal, he would have been out of a job as well.
But now, everything was settled, and it had just been a false alarm!
"Zhao, let’s not dwell on past misunderstandings. As long as you continue to work hard, promotion and a raise are definitely not a problem."
After seeing Wang Hao off, Manager Kuang and Zhao Lifang returned to the sales office together. Now, Manager Kuang didn’t dare let his mind wander to inappropriate thoughts about her.
Manager Kuang wasn’t a fool; although it seemed like Wang Hao was showing off, in fact, he was helping Zhao Lifang behind the scenes.
Zhao Lifang was young and beautiful, and even Manager Kuang himself was nearly entrapped, let alone Wang Hao. The reason behind this was something Manager Kuang couldn’t bluntly point out.
So to curry favor with Wang Hao, he had to start with Zhao Lifang.
"Don’t worry, Manager Kuang, I will work hard!"
Zhao Lifang said excitedly, feeling like she had finally gained recognition.
"Good, I believe you!"
Manager Kuang’s eyes crinkled in a smile and he continued.
"By the way, I heard that your mom is sick and in urgent need of money. Don’t worry, I’ll immediately apply to have your bonus advanced!"
Zhao Lifang understood very well that the shift in Manager Kuang’s attitude was all for the sake of Wang Hao.
But thinking of Xia Xue, who was so easygoing and lovely beside Wang Hao, Zhao Lifang couldn’t help feeling a bit down.
Now that Wang Hao had put such a large villa solely in Xia Xue’s name, it was obvious that there was no simple relationship between them.
Back at the office, a sneeze caught Xia Xue off guard, leaving her feeling puzzled.
Could someone be talking behind her back? Xia Xue wondered silently.
But she didn’t take these thoughts seriously, considering they were just speculation.
Right now, Xia Xue’s heart was as sweet as honey; even if someone were insulting her to her face, she felt she could still smile.
However, while Xia Xue’s heart was filled with sweetness, Wang Hao faced trouble. A phone call from Su Zhenping instantly dragged Wang Hao’s mood from heaven to hell.
"You little rascal, off enjoying yourself in the county town again, leaving me alone to manage the entire greenhouse, trying to work me to death," Su Zhenping barked.
"I knew it! You were up to no good, aiming to wear me out so you could take a shot at Lin Lin. Your heart is too wicked. Even if I drop dead, I won’t let Lin Lin end up with you..."
Wang Hao listened until his scalp tingled and decided to just hold the phone away, letting Su Zhenping carry on with his tirade.
"Uncle Su, I haven’t been out enjoying myself. I came because of Shi Han’s exams! Don’t worry, I’ll head back as soon as I’ve handled things here!"
Wang Hao had no other choice but to show humility to Su Zhenping.
"You’d better hurry back!"
"What happened?"
"If you come back too late, you might not find the medicinal herbs in the greenhouse!"
"What?"
Beep beep beep...
Before he could finish, Su Zhenping hung up, leaving Wang Hao feeling very anxious.
Wang Hao thought to himself, when he had left, the medicinal herbs in the greenhouse were growing well. How could it be that now he’d be too late to see them if he returned? What on earth had happened?
