Making a Phone Call

Upon hearing Lin Xuan's words, Liang's father suddenly widened his eyes.

This name—what's going on?

"Honey," Liang's mother whispered, "I think I've heard of the name of the head of Tianmu Group before. It seems he's also called Lin Xuan. The same name—could he really be the head of Tianmu Group?"

"Impossible," Liang's father instinctively denied. "Someone as powerful as the head of Tianmu Group—how could a good-for-nothing like Wang Dahe possibly be his close friend? Even if their names are the same, it's just a coincidence."

Hearing this, Liang's mother relaxed.

Right.

Just a coincidence!

There's no way he could be the head of Tianmu Group.

Liang's father sneered coldly, "You think you can fool a three-year-old? You expect me to believe your nonsense?"

"I’d sooner believe I’m the Emperor Qin Shi Huang than believe you’re the head of Tianmu Group."

Lin Xuan raised an eyebrow at Liang's father.

Tianmu Group was about to collaborate with their company, Shengxing Building Materials, yet Liang's father didn’t even know who the head of Tianmu Group was. What a disgrace of a chairman.

Liang's father snorted and continued, "If you really are the head of Tianmu Group, then prove it—call your subordinate right now and cancel the partnership with Shengxing Building Materials."

Today, he was determined to expose this fraud, humiliate him, and teach Wang Dahe a lesson, making sure he’d obediently follow their orders in the future.

"Fine," Lin Xuan nodded. "I’ll make the call."

Lin Xuan took out his phone.

Liang's mother leaned closer to Liang's father and murmured, "Why is he so calm? Could he really be the head of Tianmu Group?"

For some reason, she felt uneasy, as if something terrible was about to happen.

"Impossible. Absolutely impossible," Liang's father dismissed her concern again, his voice dripping with certainty. "He’s just putting on an act."

He wanted to see how long this charade would last.

"Mom, don’t worry," Liang Tian chimed in confidently. "If Dahe really knew someone that powerful, how could his family be so poor?"

Liang's mother remained frowning.

Was she really overthinking this?

"Boss," Lei Hui answered the call respectfully.

Lin Xuan asked, "When is the company signing the contract with Shengxing Building Materials?"

"Tomorrow, boss. Is there a problem?" Lei Hui sounded puzzled.

Aside from dealing with competitors, promotions, or product development, the boss rarely involved himself in other company matters.

And Shengxing Building Materials was just a small company.

Why would the boss suddenly ask about their collaboration?

Lin Xuan said, "I want you to cancel the partnership with Shengxing Building Materials—permanently."

"Boss, did someone from Shengxing offend you?" Lei Hui frowned.

"Yes. Specifically, the chairman of Shengxing Group," Lin Xuan confirmed.

Lei Hui immediately tensed up.

Daring to provoke the boss? They must have a death wish.

Furious, Lei Hui declared, "Boss, I’ll handle it right away."

Back in the private dining room...

Lin Xuan had just put down his phone when Liang's father sneered, "That was quite the convincing act. You’ve got real talent for acting."

If he hadn’t known that Wang Dahe’s penniless friend couldn’t possibly be the head of Tianmu Group, Lin Xuan’s performance might have actually fooled him.

Lin Xuan smirked but said nothing.

"Well, if Tianmu Group is really yours, then your subordinates should carry out your orders promptly, shouldn’t they?"

Liang's father glanced at his watch. "I’ll give you ten minutes. If the collaboration between Tianmu Group and Xingxing Construction Materials hasn’t been canceled by then, you’ll kneel and apologize to me, loudly admitting that you’re an arrogant, pathological liar who doesn’t know his place!"

"No need for ten minutes. Three will do," Lin Xuan said, raising an eyebrow.

Wang Dahe’s friends were buzzing with excitement.

Here it comes—the face-slapping moment was about to unfold.

This was their first time witnessing such a dramatic showdown live.

Luo Yuan even regretted not bringing popcorn.

With Lin Xuan around, entertainment was always guaranteed.

"Fine, three minutes it is! Let’s see what tricks you’ve got up your sleeve by then," Liang's father scoffed.

Lin Xuan pulled out a chair and sat back down at the dining table.

Crossing his legs, he leaned back in the chair and closed his eyes, looking utterly relaxed.

Meanwhile, Liang Tian felt his stomach churning violently.

The pain was unbearable.

Frowning, he figured he still had time to dash to the restroom and return in time to watch Wang Dahe and his broke friend get humiliated.

"Dad, Mom, I need to use the restroom."

Clutching his stomach, Liang Tian rushed into the private bathroom.

Liang's mother’s heart was pounding erratically.

What was going on?

Her unease was growing by the second.

The room was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

Liang's father kept checking his phone.

Three minutes.

Heh. Once those three minutes were up, he’d make sure to thoroughly humiliate this pauper.

"Wang Dahe, if you and your broke friend kneel and apologize now, there’s still time. But once those three minutes are up, don’t blame me for what happens next."

No sooner had he spoken than a phone rang.

The sound made Liang's mother’s heart skip a beat.

"Dear, I think that’s your phone," she reminded him nervously.

Liang's father pulled out his phone and looked at the screen.

The caller ID read: General Manager of Tianmu Group.

Liang's mother tensed. "It’s the general manager of Tianmu Group. Could he be calling to cancel the deal?"

Liang's father frowned. "It’s just a coincidence. He’s probably calling to confirm the contract signing details, not to cancel anything."

Tianmu Group was known for its integrity. Once they agreed to a partnership, they never backed out.

Besides, to meet Tianmu’s demand for construction materials, their company had already purchased massive amounts of raw supplies and ramped up production.

Tianmu Group was well aware of this.

There was no way they’d cancel the collaboration now.

"Relax. Stop jumping at shadows."

Liang's father pressed the answer button and held the phone to his ear. "President Lei, this is Liang Tian. Are you calling to discuss the contract?" His tone was noticeably ingratiating.

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