"Yes, all company fund flows require President Di's signature. If we move funds without his signature, it would be considered misappropriation of public funds, which is illegal," the manager explained.
He would rather offend him than spend the rest of his life in jail. He had elderly parents and young children, so every step he took had to be cautious.
Di Dongsheng picked up the Pothos, root and soil intact, and placed it before the manager. The roots exuded the fresh scent of soil, and the manager spread his hands to catch the wobbling clump of earth.
"Young President Di, this..."
"This Pothos is really well-grown, what a pity," Di Dongsheng loosened his grip, and the Pothos began to fall. Just as the manager thought it would hit the ground, Di Dongsheng caught it again.
The manager's hands moved up and down, and large beads of sweat dripped from his forehead.
In Di Dongsheng's hands, only the roots of the Pothos remained. The soil fell onto the carpet as he moved.
Raising his arm, Di Dongsheng brought the Pothos closer. With a flick of his wrist, he threw the entire plant to the ground.
Among the various green plants, the Pothos was the easiest to grow. Whether planted in soil or water, it thrived, remaining vibrant. Now, after being tossed around by Di Dongsheng, it was still full of life.
"Some people's minds are not clear enough. They have to go through an experience before they can clearly see where they should stand. It's a pity that by the time they see clearly, it's already too late."
As his words fell, the manager watched in dismay as Di Dongsheng raised his foot and crushed the Pothos to pieces.
The green sap stained the gray carpet, the fresh scent of soil mingling with the aroma of grass.
Di Dongsheng smiled sinisterly, twisting his toe to grind the Pothos into fine fragments.
Having witnessed the entire process, Shen Lin, seeing Di Dongsheng about to emerge, turned and left.
He returned to Di Mingjue's office and reported everything he had seen and heard in the finance department to Di Mingjue.
For now, the finance department manager seemed to be sufficiently clear-headed. He knew what he should and shouldn't do.
Di Mingjue instructed Shen Lin not to do anything, just to be aware of the situation. He wanted to see what Di Dongsheng could stir up.
Met with a closed door in the finance department, Di Dongsheng returned to his office in a fit of pique.
As soon as he sat down, there was a knock on the door.
Di Dongsheng responded irritably. The door was opened a crack, and his former assistant, Li Chi, poked his head in.
"What is it?" Di Dongsheng asked with annoyance in his voice.
Li Chi squeezed in with a smile and closed the door. He then approached Di Dongsheng subserviently. "I saw you coming out of the finance department and thought I could help you resolve some troubles, so I came over specifically."
"You help me?" Di Dongsheng found the idea amusing.
Could a mere assistant solve something that he, the young president, couldn't figure out?
Li Chi approached Di Dongsheng mysteriously, bent down, and whispered a few words into his ear. Di Dongsheng's expression shifted from defiance to surprise.
"What do you think, Young President Di?" Li Chi inquired.
The suggestion was good, but whether it could be implemented was another matter.
Di Dongsheng asked doubtfully, "Are you sure this will be foolproof?"
Li Chi patted his chest confidently. "As long as you trust me, I guarantee it will be fully implemented. However..."
"However, what?" Di Dongsheng pressed.
Li Chi's lips curved as he slid his fingers back and forth.
Ultimately, it all came down to one thing: money!
When he was his assistant, Di Dongsheng had learned that although the man was a bit slippery, he was indeed capable. Since Li Chi had confidently guaranteed it, why not give it a try?
He took out his wallet from his inner pocket and threw all the cash in front of him.
Li Chi snatched it up and counted it in front of him. Fearing he might change his mind, he quickly stuffed the money into his pocket. "Don't worry, I guarantee you'll get the results you want within three days."
"Less talking, get going," Di Dongsheng urged.