Signing In At The Civil Affairs Bureau, I Was Rewarded With A Gorgeous Wife

Chapter 87: Chapter 87: Don't Treat Me Like a Fool!

And so, one call after another came flooding into Manager Bi's phone.

The first few calls were hung up, and later, Manager Bi simply turned off his phone. After all, he had already sent his resignation letter to the board of directors' email. He was no longer an employee, and everything in the company had nothing to do with him.

Manager Bi only wanted to flee as soon as possible and never return to Magic Capital. As for the real estate he acquired in Magic Capital, he could sell it once the storm had passed, enabling him to have almost ten million in funds, enough to squander for a lifetime back in his hometown.

Manager Bi fled quickly, but the salespeople were still in the dark about what had happened. When they received calls from the tenants of Huangpu First Class, they were completely dumbfounded.

"What's going on with your An Family Agency! It's bad enough you're raising the rent, now you want to drive us all out? Do you know who my father is? I'm telling you, if you don't sort this out quickly, you'll regret it!"

"What did you guarantee when renting the house? You claimed the property rights were in your company's hands. Now the property management says the landlord wants to take the property back! You'd better give me an explanation, or I'll sue you into bankruptcy!"

"Giving us just a week to move, where are we supposed to go? Do you expect me to lug my stuff and stay at a hotel? I'm telling you, I won't move! If your agency doesn't resolve this, get ready for a lawsuit!"

Call after call poured in with the tenants' fiery anger, all landing on the salespeople's ears, but they were clueless and kept apologizing in a pleasant manner.

The issue escalated quickly. While Song Yun was in the reception room about to terminate his contract, a man drenched in sweat burst in.

He grabbed Song Yun's hand, stopping him from signing, with desperation in his eyes.

Song Yun was startled by the man. Imagine, you're focusing on something intently, and suddenly a greasy middle-aged man with eyes full of stories barges in – wouldn't you panic?

At least Song Yun did. He struggled free, pulled out a tissue, and wiped the sweat off the back of his hand.

"Who are you!"

Song Yun asked unfriendly.

"Mr. Song, I am the chairman of this company; my surname is Xie. There's been a misunderstanding, please let me explain..."

"Oh, you must be Manager Bi's boss, right? No need, Manager Bi already told me everything. You don't need to bother explaining any further."

Chairman Xie steadied his breath, grabbed Song Yun's hand again urgently, and said, "That bastard has already quit, so nothing he said counts! The damn fool is trying to bankrupt the company by deliberately offending you!"

Just talk! Why does he keep grabbing my hand?

Song Yun was getting angry. The same company that spoke of raising prices and breaking contracts was now blaming everything on one person. Did they think he was a fool? That easy to deceive?

"Chairman Xie, today I was received by your company, so the words of Manager Bi should be valid, right? Don't keep treating people like idiots, okay!"

Chairman Xie tried to hold on to Song Yun, but retreated slightly when he saw the murderous look in Song Yun's eyes.

"Mr. Song, we can talk this out nicely. If you think the previous rent was too low, we can raise it for you. Just state your terms, and our company will definitely meet them," he said.

He watched Song Yun with hope on his face.

But there was not a trace of pity in Song Yun's eyes, as he spoke coldly, "Private rent increases, falsely claiming that the property belongs to your company, why should I trust such a trashy agency?"

"But..."

"There are no buts! I've already told you, Chairman Xie, don't treat me like a fool! Are you daring to say you knew nothing about all this?" Song Yun said angrily, "Giving the tenants a week to move out was already generous of me. As for whether they want to sue your company for compensation, that's no longer my concern. Oh, and remember to settle my payment.

If it's not in my account within 48 hours, I wouldn't mind getting involved as well!"

"Pah, lousy broker, just go bankrupt already!" Fu Bei stuck her tongue out at Chairman Xie and said, "Do you know who my brother-in-law is? Song Yun! The son-in-law of Magic Capital's richest Ye family. If you still want to get by in this circle, you'd best not pull any tricks!"

When Chairman Xie heard this news, he almost fainted. Bi Risheng! You damn bastard, how big of a mess have you made for yourself? Daring to mess with the son-in-law of the Magic Capital's Ye family, do you want me to die faster?

"With that said, you're on your own."

Song Yun left with the small case containing the property's deeds.

In the car, Ye Qingqing sat in the passenger seat, her beautiful eyes smiling as she looked at Song Yun; she was waiting for him to explain things himself.

Meanwhile, Fu Bei was calculating just how vast Song Yun's assets might be.

Nowadays, when company owners talk about their asset values, they often mention billions or tens of billions, but the actual cash flow in their hands isn't much. Their so-called assets are usually a combination of company stocks, property, shops, etc.

But Song Yun was able to buy an entire building in Huangpu First-Class outright, which reflected a formidable capital chain that was intimidating to others.

After all, this wasn't something you could achieve with just a hundred billion fortune...

Back at Huangpu First-Class, Song Yun saw a crowd gathered in front of the property management office.

These were probably the tenants who had rented apartments from the An Family agency. Song Yun parked the car and entered the property management office with the two women.

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"You're the tenant of unit number six..."

The property manager, seeing more people coming in, was completely overwhelmed. He didn't dare to just throw these people out, since he couldn't figure out the backgrounds of the agitators. He was helpless as the message came from the owner of building six, and he was merely a messenger.

"I am the landlord of building six."

"Are you Mr. Song who just called?" The property manager, seeing Song Yun like a lifesaver, grasped his hand and shook it vigorously, "We finally waited for you. The crowd outside are your tenants. Would you mind stepping out to clarify things?"

Song Yun nodded and asked the property manager for a conference room.

Within ten minutes, each household from building six sent a representative. The spacious conference room became packed to the brim.

"Please, quiet down,"

Song Yun's voice, deep and powerful, quieted everyone in the room.

"I am the landlord of building six. I had previously entrusted my property to An Family company, but they increased the rent without my permission, and even claimed to own the property, which is a grave infringement of my rights. Therefore, I terminated our contract with them today. That's all there is to it. Does anyone have any questions?"

As Song Yun finished speaking, the expressions on the tenants' faces were varied, but none dared to lash out at such a powerful figure.

After all, they weren't fools; everyone knew that someone who could buy a building in Magic Capital must have financial and social resources several times greater than theirs!