Volume One, Chapter 19: So Song Qingxin Had Already Divorced?

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Fan Zhicong never imagined that after he had already bowed his head and admitted his mistake, Song Qingxin would still want to fire him. What was hardest for him to accept was that Song Qingxin was dismissing him for the sake of that rustic country bumpkin! Seeing how resolute Song Qingxin’s attitude was, Fan Zhicong knew there was no turning back.

“Hmph! Song Qingxin! I think you’ve gone mad with longing for men! You know full well that after your divorce, dragging along that sickly burden, you’re not fit to remarry. So you found yourself some younger village bumpkin who farms in the countryside as your lover. And now you’ve even dressed him up as a partner in the fruit store, trying to elevate his status! Do you think everyone here is stupid enough to fall for your tricks?”

One of the main reasons Fan Zhicong was willing to suppress his talents and work as a vice president in Qingxin Fruit Chain, earning a meager monthly salary of only six thousand yuan, was because he had his eyes on Song Qingxin! No, more precisely, he was after Song Qingxin—the twice-divorced woman burdened with a sickly child—knowing that over time she would surely crave a man's love and care both mentally and physically.

At that time, as vice president, he could take advantage of his position, seize the opportunity to bed her, possess her body, and then gradually transfer the shares of her three fruit stores under various pretexts. Once bored, he would just kick her aside!

Ha ha ha...

Who would have expected that after such a long charade, his entire plan would be upended today by a mere country bumpkin!

Enraged and unable to maintain rationality, Fan Zhicong tore into Song Qingxin, completely shattering the refined gentlemanly image he had deliberately maintained before her. His true nature—a man who bought his way through a second-rate private university with stacks of cash—was fully exposed.

“Wait, Song Qingxin is already divorced? And she has a sickly child?” Lin Xiaoxu exclaimed inwardly. No wonder he had caught a faint medicinal scent from her just now.

Song Qingxin was furious, her teeth gnashing with rage. She was about to retort when a sharp voice of rebuke suddenly rang out from a female employee.

“Fan Zhicong, who do you think you are? Whether General Manager Song is divorced, finds a boyfriend, or remarries, none of that concerns you! Straighten up your attitude, pack your personal belongings immediately, go to the finance department to collect your remaining salary, and get out!”

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The one scolding him was an older female employee named He Lianhua. At this moment, He Lianhua was fuming with rage! Fan Zhicong had already been fired by General Manager Song, yet he still dared to flaunt his vice president status here, pointing fingers at both General Manager Song and General Manager Lin?

He Lianhua had long harbored grievances after years of being oppressed by Fan Zhicong. Now, as she vented, it was like unleashing a dam flood—unstoppable.

“He Lianhua, how dare you talk to me like that when you only graduated middle school?” Fan Zhicong was about to burst with fury! What kind of day was this? A rustic bumpkin like Lin Xiaoxu, a shameless twice-divorced woman like Song Qingxin, and a middle school grad like He Lianhua—how dare they gang up and bully me, a university graduate?

“Ah!” Before Fan Zhicong could fully process his thoughts, a sharp pain shot through his shoulder. Then his legs left the ground, and he was sent flying backward!

Bang—

He crashed hard onto the street.

“My back!” Fan Zhicong writhed in agony, feeling as though his internal organs had shifted and his bones shattered. He immediately began to sob.

Lin Xiaoxu bent down and grasped Fan Zhicong’s shoulder again with a large hand, effortlessly lifting him up like a frightened chick.

“Remember this: the one who threw you onto the street is me, this country bumpkin! If you ever want revenge, come find me, understand?”

Fan Zhicong’s pupils reflected Lin Xiaoxu’s face, fierce as an angry lion. Glancing at Lin Xiaoxu’s bulging, explosive muscles, he was terrified, eyes wide, hair standing on end, body trembling like a leaf.

“Y-yes, yes…” The moment Lin Xiaoxu released him, Fan Zhicong bolted away like a startled rabbit, limping, tumbling, and scrambling out of sight.

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Song Qingxin, He Lianhua, and the others watched Fan Zhicong’s disheveled figure vanish into the crowd. Their previously heavy hearts suddenly lifted, replaced by lightness and joy.

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“Xiaoxu, I’m sorry you had to see that, but I want to thank you for chasing away this troublemaker, Fan Zhicong,” Song Qingxin said, lips pressed into a gentle smile.

He Lianhua and the other employees also looked at Lin Xiaoxu with grateful eyes.

Lin Xiaoxu’s face flushed red, feeling embarrassed and awkward.

“Heh... don’t look at me like that, you’re making me uncomfortable. Besides, I’m also one of the shareholders of the fruit store. This is just what I should do.”

“That’s right!” Song Qingxin turned to the dozen or so employees and announced, “I now officially introduce General Manager Lin Xiaoxu as the second largest shareholder of Qingxin Fruit Chain, and also the exclusive supplier of these exquisite red guavas.”

“Great!” Waves of applause and cheers erupted throughout the fruit store.

Lin Xiaoxu appeared honest and sincere, wearing the face of a loyal and righteous man. Coupled with his towering stature, like a sturdy wall, he left a very good impression and gave everyone a strong sense of security.

But thinking that Fan Zhicong was fired for offending Lin Xiaoxu made them a bit uneasy.

“Everyone, please help weigh the four sacks of guavas that General Manager Lin brought. Then place them on the most prominent fruit racks. I want every customer to see these exquisite red guavas from General Manager Lin’s family the moment they enter the store!”

“Yes, General Manager Song!” The dozen employees carefully lifted the four sacks of guavas placed at the entrance and brought them inside.

“Together, they weigh 576 jin!” Several employees gasped when untying the bags.

“So big?”

“Wow, I’ve never seen guavas this large before.”

“Each guava from General Manager Lin’s family must weigh four or five jin, right?”

“The fragrance is so rich, and they look great. Truly top quality!”

Hearing the employees’ praise of the guavas nurtured by his own spirit, “Old Father” Lin Xiaoxu couldn’t help but smile with pride.

“He Lianhua, you have worked at the fruit store for over five years, always diligent and easy to get along with. I’ve decided to promote you to head of the main store. As for the vice president position, it will remain vacant for now.”

“Thank you, General Manager Song. I will work hard,” she replied earnestly.