Yang Zhen was very familiar with the way to the sixteenth floor, where his old department was, even though he had been gone for more than half a year.

Most of the employees in the department had been replaced, and now they all looked like new faces.

This was the sorrow of the whole industry.

Once you reached a certain age, you would be replaced by younger blood and cheaper labor.

Without much emotion, Yang Zhen walked towards the manager's office.

Without knocking, Yang Zhen pushed the door open and entered.

In the office, a man in a sharp suit was leaning back in his chair, talking on the phone.

Hearing the footsteps, he immediately looked displeased.

Who was so bold as to dare to barge into his office without knocking?

He was about to open his mouth to curse when he saw that it was Yang Zhen. He was slightly taken aback.

"Why is it you?"

Yang Zhen looked around the office and sat down opposite the department manager in a carefree manner.

"Long time no see, Li Zhengye!"

Li Zhengye slicked back his greasy hair and spoke in a sarcastic tone.

"Senior, what wind has blown you here today?"

It turned out that this department manager was Yang Zhen's junior at university, and the two had once had a good relationship.

With Li Zhengye's business ability, he was not qualified to enter this company back then.

It was Yang Zhen who spoke well of him, and the company hired him.

After joining the company, he rose all the way by relying on his ability to flatter, and instead became Yang Zhen's leader.

Later, Yang Zhen was 'graduated,' and it was he who made the decision.

Yang Zhen looked down on this kind of ungrateful villain from the bottom of his heart.

He joked, "The northwest wind, I'm so poor that I can't even afford to eat."

Li Zhengye gave a fake smile.

"Yang Zhen, what do you mean by that? If you can't afford to eat, what are you doing here looking for me? Do you think my place is a charity?"

Yang Zhen's smile faded.

"Li Zhengye, stop playing dumb with me. The company owes me 100,000 yuan in compensation, which hasn't been received yet. Who am I supposed to look for if not you?"

Li Zhengye snorted coldly.

"Yang Zhen, are you crazy for money?"

"The company gave you the opportunity to learn and grow, and you don't even know how to be grateful. You've already left, and you still want the company to give you compensation? Do you have any conscience?"

Yang Zhen sneered.

"You're talking to me about conscience? When your family was in financial difficulties, and you didn't even have money for food after paying your tuition, who lent you their meal card?"

"You worked outside to earn money, which delayed your studies. Who helped you with attendance and answering questions time and time again?"

"And that time, you had acute appendicitis in the middle of the night. Who paid your deposit and took care of you in the hospital for half a month?"

"And who brought you into this company? What did you do to him in the end?"

Yang Zhen paused and said angrily,

"You fired him!"

"You're talking to me about conscience? Are you worthy?"

Hearing Yang Zhen's words, even Li Zhengye, as despicable as he was, felt a little guilty, his face turning red and white.

But after all, he was a shameless person. His guilt lasted only two seconds before he changed his tune.

He took out two hundred yuan and threw it in front of Yang Zhen.

"That was eight hundred years ago, and you're still bringing it up? With your limited capacity, don't even think about making something of yourself in this lifetime!"

"That's why you're such a good-for-nothing. I brought you into the company, but you didn't do as well as me. You still have the face to talk about it?"

"Take this two hundred yuan and get lost. Don't bother me again!"

A grim smile appeared on Yang Zhen's face. "Li Zhengye, do you really think you're doing better than me?"

Li Zhengye spread his hands.

"Isn't it obvious?"

"I'm now a department manager, with an annual salary of over a million, and a bright future!"

"Look at you, old and incompetent, running into walls everywhere looking for a job, and now you can't even afford to eat!"

"You're a stinking beggar, why should I be compared to you?"

The more Li Zhengye jumped, the brighter the light in Yang Zhen's eyes.

Because he knew very well that he had at least a hundred ways to make the other party wish they were dead.

And the other party was still ignorantly provoking his anger.

"Li Zhengye, I'll give you one last chance. Within ten minutes, put 100,000 yuan in front of me, otherwise, you'll bear the consequences!"

Yang Zhen's voice was low, and his aura suddenly exploded.

That invisible pressure made the temperature in the office drop a few degrees.

The hairs on Li Zhengye's body stood up instantly.

However, he didn't associate it with Yang Zhen at all. Instead, he blamed the air conditioner for being too low today.

He pointed at Yang Zhen's nose and said angrily, "Are you trying to mess with me? All you trash are good for is this."

"Unfortunately, no matter how much you try, it's useless. With one word from me, the security guards will throw you out immediately!"

"With your dogshit skills and extremely low quality, the company was right to fire you!"

As soon as Li Zhengye finished speaking, a clear voice suddenly came from outside the door.

"I think the person the company should fire is you!"

"Who's so bold, damn it… Su, President Su?"

Li Zhengye was about to open his mouth to curse when he saw a charming young woman walking in from outside the door.

He was so frightened that he immediately changed his words, his face changed instantly, fawning and bowing.

"President Su, why are you here?"

At this time, Yang Zhen was also stunned, looking at the charming young woman with a puzzled expression: "Why is it you?"

The young woman smiled and nodded: "That's right, it's me."

It turned out that this charming young woman was the mother of the little boy Yang Zhen had just saved.

And she was the new beautiful president of Tianyuan Group, Su Anran.

Li Zhengye was dumbfounded. What was going on?

How could this trash Yang Zhen know Su Anran?

President Su had only taken office less than three months ago, and Yang Zhen had been fired for more than half a year!

After greeting Yang Zhen, Su Anran suddenly widened her almond-shaped eyes and glared at Li Zhengye.

"Manager Li, what's going on?"

Li Zhengye was uneasy, but still tried to quibble.

"President Su, this kid is just a troublemaker. You don't have to worry about it, just let me handle it."

Su Anran heard this and shouted angrily.

"Nonsense! Would my benefactor, Su Anran's, be a troublemaker?"

Although she was just a woman, she was worthy of being the president, and her aura as a superior was extremely strong.

The originally mighty and domineering Li Zhengye instantly shrunk in front of her.

He was dumbfounded, his face incredulous.

How did this trash Yang Zhen become Su Anran's benefactor?

But he was already frightened by Su Anran's angry shout, and he was so timid that he couldn't even speak clearly.

"No, no, President Su, you, you listen to my explanation…"

Su Anran snorted coldly.

"I don't want to listen to your explanation. Benefactor, you tell me, what's the situation? Feel free to tell me."

Yang Zhen didn't expect things to be so coincidental.

Since this President Su had so much power, it saved him the trouble of dealing with Li Zhengye himself.

He told the whole story from beginning to end.

Su Anran frowned: "That's not right. The company has already distributed the employee compensation to the various departments. How could it not have been given to you?"

Then she thought of something, and her sharp eyes cut towards Li Zhengye like knives.