Top-tier Unruly Master

After dining with Zhen Xiang, Ding Fan casually found an excuse to leave first. As for the meal bill, Ding Fan would not possibly let a female college student who was still starting her own business pay, so naturally, Ding Fan took care of it himself.

After leaving the noodle shop, Ding Fan first made a call to Qin Manshu. The meal had taken up some time, so he needed to inform the other party. After that, Ding Fan did not delay further and went directly to the branch company's office building.

Qin Manshu had already informed Ding Fan that there was a meeting today. If he hadn't run into Zhen Xiang halfway, he would probably already be sitting in the meeting room.

Ding Fan entered the building.

It was indeed a narrow road for enemies, as Ding Fan had not even had the chance to ask where the general manager's office was when he ran into Hou Wensheng again.

Once Hou Wensheng saw Ding Fan, his expression turned very ugly. He walked straight up to Ding Fan. "Who let you in? Do you think Qin's Group is a marketplace where just anyone can enter?"

Ding Fan glanced at this Hou Wensheng. Coming into the office building without asking his business first, and then trying to drive him out—this made Ding Fan very uncomfortable.

"Is not everyone allowed through Qin's Group's main entrance?"

Hou Wensheng scoffed. "It is open to others, but we have to be selective, and we do not welcome bumpkins like you."

Ding Fan, dressed simply and having been seen earlier with Zhen Xiang—now gardening—Hou Wensheng presumed that Ding Fan had no significant status.

Ding Fan furrowed his brows, but he didn't intend to deal with a minor logistics department head,

"I need to see Qin Zong. Where is she?" Ding Fan went straight to the reception desk and said to the employee in charge there.

"You want to see Manager Qin? Why don't you take a good look at yourself in the mirror to see if you think Manager Qin would meet with someone like you," Hou Wensheng persisted. "Let me tell you, we're expecting a VIP soon, and if it weren't for that, I would have had you thrown out already!"

"If I am delayed in seeing Manager Qin, do you know what will happen to you?" Ding Fan said, looking at Hou Wensheng indifferently.

"You? Whether Manager Qin will see you or not—" Hou Wensheng scoffed.

Just then, Hou Wensheng's phone rang. He glanced at the number, then hastily said to a reception employee, "Don't let this person in, I need to take a call."

While speaking, he answered the phone.

"... Leader, General Manager Ding hasn't arrived yet. I am right at the company's main entrance waiting for him. If he arrives, I will definitely see him..."

After finishing the call, Hou Wensheng rushed over, excited. "Little Wang, you guys get ready. The leader just called, and General Manager Ding should be arriving soon."

The reception employees hurriedly got busy.

Hou Wensheng turned back to look at Ding Fan. "Why are you still here? Hurry up and go; don't cause trouble here!"

"From now on, you are no longer an employee of Qin's Group; you are fired," Ding Fan said calmly to Hou Wensheng.

At this moment, Hou Wensheng seemed to have heard the funniest joke in the world.

"Do you imagine yourself as our boss here..."

Hou Wensheng hadn't finished speaking when urgent footsteps came from behind him.

Hou Wensheng turned and jumped in shock; the person walking toward them was none other than the logistics department's manager, his direct superior, Wang Zhian.

"Manager Wang, I am arranging the reception for Manager Ding over here. However, this idiot showed up, refusing to leave, and he even said he wants to fire me..." Hou Wensheng pointed at Ding Fan behind him.

However, Hou Wensheng hadn't finished speaking when he felt something was off from the very serious expression on Wang Zhian's face.

At that moment, Manager Wang was all caution; he didn't even glance at Hou Wensheng as he respectfully approached Ding Fan.

"Manager Ding, I did not realize you were already here. I apologize for the late reception; please don't take it to heart..."

What?! Manager Ding?!

Hou Wensheng looked at Ding Fan beside him in disbelief. How could this simply dressed person possibly be Manager Ding?

Hou Wensheng almost doubted his own ears and eyes. Considering that Ding Fan appeared to be only about twenty-two or twenty-three years old, close to his own age, how could he possibly be a manager?

In Hou Wensheng's mind, Manager Ding should have been a man in his forties.

While Hou Wensheng was still in shock, another set of noisy footsteps came from the direction of the stairwell. Hou Wensheng hurriedly looked toward it.

At that moment, a group of people surrounded Qin Manshu as they walked toward them. When Hou Wensheng saw the people around Qin Manshu, he suddenly didn't dare breathe another word.

At that moment, accompanying Qin Manshu were the heads of the finance department, the public relations department, the sales department... It could be said that all the big and small leaders of Qin's Group had gathered.

Just then, Qin Manshu had already approached Ding Fan.

"Manager Ding, please," Qin Manshu said as she extended her hand towards Ding Fan in a welcoming gesture.

However, Ding Fan did not stand on ceremony with Qin Manshu; he smiled lightly at her and then, surrounded by a cluster of admirers, walked toward the direction of the conference room.

"Manager Wang, this person... is this person really the general manager of our branch company?" Hou Wensheng watched as the crowd surrounded Ding Fan and walked away, still finding it hard to believe.

Wang Zhian glanced at Hou Wensheng. "What do you think? If he were not our branch company's manager, do you think the general manager would come down personally to receive him?"

At that moment, Hou Wensheng felt his legs go weak, then he directly sat down on the ground. "It's over..."

Just now, Ding Fan had personally mentioned firing Hou Wensheng. Initially, Hou Wensheng thought Ding Fan was an idiot, but now it seemed that the real idiot was himself, showing off in front of the general manager — if that wasn't idiotic, what was?

Wang Zhian glanced at Hou Wensheng, who had collapsed on the ground, and sighed softly. Then he walked away without looking back.

Hou Wensheng collapsed on the ground.

He, Hou Wensheng, had struggled for years for the position of the head of the logistics department at Qin's Group. Through flattering and earnest hard work, he had achieved his status today.

Being a manager in logistics at one of Huaxia's top fifty companies was quite an achievement; he earned nearly a hundred thousand a month. It was also because of this generous salary that he could flaunt his sense of superiority in front of Zhen Xiang.

But now, all his hard work over the years as the logistics manager was ruined in a moment of pride...

At that moment, a voice rang beside Hou Wensheng's ear, mocking, "Don't show off, or you'll get struck by lightning!"

...

Surrounded by Qin Manshu and others, Ding Fan and the group arrived at the conference room.

After Qin Manshu instructed Ding Fan to settle down, the others then began to take their respective seats.

Although Ding Fan was now the general manager of this branch company, the branch was still part of Qin's Group, so the meeting was still presided over by Qin Manshu.

"Qin's Group will officially reopen the day after tomorrow, so taking advantage of today's meeting, we will introduce the management personnel of the Dancheng Branch Company.

The first to be introduced is Ding Fan, Manager Ding. From now on, all personnel appointments within the branch, as well as company direction and financial management, will be entirely at the discretion of Manager Ding..."

Upon completion of Qin Manshu's speech, there was a murmuring among the attendees.

Although past general managers of branch offices had certain powers, their personnel appointments required reporting up through the ranks, as did the direction of company operations, and as for the finances, it was even less likely that a general manager would be responsible.

Everyone present was speculating about Ding Fan's background, since he was assigned such authority immediately upon taking office.

"General Manager Ding, why don't you greet your colleagues," Qin Manshu said after she had finished speaking, turning the floor back over to Ding Fan.

Ding Fan had little to say. He pondered for a moment and then spoke indifferently.

"The company must still be everyone's responsibility. Reward the meritorious, punish the guilty, and let everyone fulfill their duties."

With that statement, Ding Fan concluded his speech, which was so concise and brief that the audience was momentarily stunned. They were accustomed to managers giving long inaugural speeches, but this new general manager was different, with just a few simple words.

Qin Manshu, accustomed to Ding Fan's uniqueness, waved her hand to quell the murmuring crowd, then continued addressing everyone. "Now, department heads, please report your matters to General Manager Ding."

Under Qin Manshu's directive, the company's heads stood up and began reporting on their work.

Ding Fan was not particularly interested in these reports; managing this company was simply a placeholder before his fasting regime. As for the company's state, Ding Fan genuinely did not care.

"I am Yan Ruyao, the director of Qin Pharmaceutical Factory..."

Just as Ding Fan was feeling utterly bored, a young and attractive woman stood up, introducing herself.

"Due to an investment failure earlier this year, the pharmaceutical factory has incurred a loss of ten million so far. Today, I once again represent the workers of the factory to request that the company invest again in our plant. We cannot let our factory fail."

The pharmaceutical factory? At this, Ding Fan's interest was piqued.

Within Qin's Group, while Ding Fan was a layman in industries like construction, he had some understanding of the pharmaceutical sector.

"As I said, all affairs of this branch are now managed by General Manager Ding. If you have any issues, you can discuss them with Manager Ding after the meeting," Qin Manshu said earnestly.