Chapter 433 - 432: High Divorce Rate? Then I’m Relieved

Chapter 433: Chapter 432: High Divorce Rate? Then I’m Relieved

They clearly remembered—hadn’t President Jun gone years without smiling?

At the company, President Jun always wore a stern, serious expression.

Yet today, he had actually laughed during such a serious occasion??

Jun Xinghe looked up at the incredulous gazes staring up at him from below.

He said with a smile:

"Pardon the interruption, but I have some happy news to share with everyone. Ahem, just now, my daughter and Jiang Liu got married."

Fuck!

’So that’s it, she married Boss Jiang?’

’No wonder he’s smiling like a proud father.’

’Secured a meal ticket for life, has he?’

’Couldn’t even contain himself, huh?’

’Pah! Shameless!’

Most of the shareholders and department heads present were already regulars at Jiang Liu’s restaurant.

Whenever they had a spare moment, they would run off to South City.

It was said that one manager had even taken half a month’s leave and was stubbornly staying in South City, refusing to come back.

The shareholders all glanced at each other. When they saw the same envy in each other’s eyes, they all breathed a sigh of relief.

As long as they weren’t the only ones feeling jealous, it was fine.

If they were going to be sour about it, they’d all be sour together!

Jun Xinghe had lost all interest in the meeting.

After saying a quick "discuss it amongst yourselves,"

he uploaded the photos to his Moments. He didn’t say a word, just posted the two marriage certificates.

Official announcement!

It was pure showing off.

*

Yang Zhengwu stood in his company office, staring at the bustling street below his floor-to-ceiling window.

Feeling gloomy, he lit a cigarette and let it burn.

"My luck has been so damn awful lately! It’s all that bastard Old Jun’s fault, always prancing around, making people sick. Pah! What’s so great about him?"

"That old bastard will be crying one of these days! A man as outstanding as Xiao Jiang has plenty of women who like him!"

"Hmph, my daughter isn’t bad either... Maybe..."

As Yang Zhengwu thought of this, some of his gloom lifted.

His daughter was in South City right now. Who was to say there wasn’t a huge opportunity?

’It’s perfectly normal for a man to be fickle.’

"It’s already September. A master monk said my luck would turn this month, and I do feel like things are going much smoother today."

"Could it be... heheh. If my daughter pulls through, I’ll have to give her a hefty ’relationship fund’ as a reward, haha."

Yang Zhengwu savored the thought as he sat back in his office chair and took a sip of tea.

He was a bit bored.

He habitually opened his Moments, wanting to see if there was any interesting news in Jing City.

’Huh? A red certificate? What’s this?’

He tapped on it to take a closer look.

CRACK!

PFFT!

The thermos shattered on the floor.

Yang Zhengwu spat out a mouthful of tea, leaves and all.

’Marriage certificates??’

Holy fucking shit!!

This is infuriating!!!

"What’s wrong, President Yang?!"

His secretary rushed in.

"Cough." Yang Zhengwu, who had choked on his tea, his face flushed red, waved his hand. "It’s nothing."

"Are you sure?"

"I’m fine. I just read a joke and it made me choke."

"Oh, I see."

The secretary glanced at the phone on the desk, which was open to Moments, then at Yang Zhengwu’s red, swollen face, which looked like it was holding back both anger and a cough.

His expression turned strange.

But he didn’t dare ask any more questions. He went out and told the cleaning staff to go in and tidy up.

Yang Zhengwu took a deep breath, trying to lower his rising blood pressure.

"Damn it! You really are a piece of work!!"

"You damn old bastard! You’ll be the death of me one of these days!"

Yang Zhengwu cursed through gritted teeth.

The sour feeling in his heart was like hundred-year-old aged vinegar mixed with a truckload of lemons.

It was catastrophically sour.

Why did that old bastard have such good luck!

That daughter of his, so cold and icy. How could she possibly be better than his own daughter?!

What right did she have to marry Boss Jiang?

Yang Zhengwu nervously refreshed his Moments.

His blood pressure dropped a little.

Because, surprisingly, Jun Xinghe’s post had not a single like.

"Good, good, good. You just wait. We’ll see who still pays attention to you then. Go on, keep showing off, heh heh heh."

Yang Zhengwu sneered.

He opened Baidu and searched: "Is the divorce rate in Huaxia high?"

The answer he got was that the divorce rate had been rising steadily in recent years.

"Good, good, good. A high divorce rate is great. I still have a chance."

"They should get divorced next month. That would really piss off that old bastard Jun Xinghe!"

Yang Zhengwu took a screenshot of the analysis from the Baidu "experts."

He originally wanted to post it to his Moments to annoy Jun Xinghe.

But then he remembered that Boss Jiang was that old bastard’s son-in-law, and he rationally held back.

Forget offending Jun Xinghe—Yang Zhengwu wouldn’t be afraid even if he had to hit him with a brick. The problem was, the man was Little Boss Jiang’s father-in-law.

Besides.

If he posted it, what if Jun Xinghe took a screenshot and showed it to Boss Jiang?

Wouldn’t Boss Jiang and that cold woman be lying in bed, bad-mouthing him and holding a grudge?

No way!

Absolutely not!

"I need to tell Zhao Chuan about this right away. Yes, I’ll send him the screenshot and let him be the one to stick his neck out!"

•••

「The conference room.」

Jun Xinghe composed himself and continued to preside over the meeting.

Everyone was seriously discussing the reasons for this year’s declining profits.

"Heh heh heh..."

In this solemn setting,

the image of the marriage certificates flashed through Jun Xinghe’s mind. Thinking about Xiao Jiang becoming his son-in-law, he couldn’t help but let out a grandfatherly, benevolent laugh.

Silence.

A collective question mark hung in the air.

Below, the shareholders and senior managers exchanged strange looks.

’Just how happy is President Jun?’

But they were also feeling sour inside.

That was Boss Jiang, after all. If anyone present had become Boss Jiang’s father-in-law, wouldn’t they have broken into a dance on the spot?

"Ahem!"

Embarrassed, Jun Xinghe realized he had lost his composure again. He quickly wiped the smile from his face and said seriously:

"Chairman Lin, I have a personal matter to attend to. Could you take over the rest of the meeting?"

"...You go ahead, President Jun."

Chairman Lin was a stern-faced, resolute middle-aged man. At this moment, his expression was a strange mix of amusement and oddity.

’Ever since President Jun became Boss Jiang’s father-in-law, his behavior has been getting stranger and stranger!’

Jun Xinghe stood up with a cool expression, but his shoulders were trembling uncontrollably.

’Don’t laugh out loud.’

’Hahaha, I’m just so happy!’

The moment he stepped out the door,

the room instantly erupted into discussion.

"I can’t believe President Xiao Jun really married Boss Jiang. I’m suddenly a little envious."

A female executive said, "I think this is great. President Jun’s mood has been much better lately. He’s not as cold and unapproachable as he used to be."

The shareholder next to her said, "Hmph, that’s because you don’t have a daughter. If you did, you’d be dying of envy."

Even Chairman Lin couldn’t resist gossiping. "Heh, I heard Boss Jiang and our President Jun started a small company together? Is that true?"

"It’s true. Tsk tsk, I just heard it from the assessment department this morning. I didn’t expect President Jun to start reaping the benefits of Boss Jiang right after the wedding. What a father-in-law."

"Why does it sound to me like President Jun is the one riding Boss Jiang’s coattails?"

"Keep your voice down! President Jun might be eavesdropping outside the door."

"Heh," Chairman Lin said, making a rare joke. "The way I see it, he’s probably hoping we’re talking about him behind his back. He probably wishes he could just glue himself to his son-in-law."

"Ah, Chairman Lin, that’s not quite right. Think about it, if he’s glued to Boss Jiang, what about a second child? How is Boss Jiang supposed to... get things done?"

"You... hahaha!"

Everyone burst into laughter.

The atmosphere at the company had been growing increasingly tense in recent years, but this incident helped everyone relax considerably.

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