The head of Tianmu Group rarely involved himself in company affairs, leaving most matters to be handled by Lei Hui. Within Tianmu Group, Lei Hui held absolute authority, so it was crucial to stay on his good side. If one could forge a strong relationship with him, business would never be a concern.
Lei Hui said coldly, "The partnership we were supposed to sign tomorrow is canceled."
Liang's father felt his heart drop. "General Manager Lei, what do you mean by this?"
Lei Hui replied icily, "Isn’t it obvious? From now on, our two companies will no longer work together."
Liang's father's face instantly turned ashen.
"General Manager Lei, why the sudden cancellation?" Liang's father pressed.
Lei Hui’s voice remained frigid. "Because you offended our boss. He personally called to terminate all cooperation with your company."
"Consider this a warning."
With that, Lei Hui ended the call.
A loud clatter echoed as the phone slipped from Liang's father’s hand and hit the floor.
He stood frozen in place, his mind blank.
Seeing his expression, Liang's mother was overcome with unease.
"Husband, what did General Manager Lei say?"
Liang's father slumped to the ground, defeated.
"It's over."
His voice was barely a whisper. "The deal with Tianmu Group is gone. All the construction materials we produced—it’s all wasted."
He had lost everything.
Even the chance to rise to new heights had vanished.
"So it’s really canceled?" Liang's mother staggered, her face pale.
"But wasn’t the partnership confirmed? How could it be canceled so suddenly?"
Liang's father muttered weakly, "General Manager Lei said we offended someone."
Offended someone.
Liang's mother frowned. They had always been careful not to cross powerful figures, and recently, they hadn’t clashed with anyone—except Wang Dahe and his friends…
Wait. Wang Dahe’s friends…
A realization struck her, and she turned to look at Lin Xuan, who stood composed and indifferent.
She dropped to her knees beside Liang's father, gripping his arm tightly. "Husband, Lin Xuan made a call earlier, saying Tianmu Group would cancel the deal within three minutes—and it happened! Could Wang Dahe’s friend really be the head of Tianmu Group?"
Just then, Liang's father’s secretary sent him a message.
[Chairman, here’s the information you requested on Tianmu Group’s leader.]
Too numb to check his phone, Liang's father didn’t react—but Liang's mother noticed.
"Husband, your secretary sent you the Tianmu Group chairman’s profile!"
Hearing this, Liang's father snatched his phone, unlocked it, and opened the chat.
The secretary had sent a message along with a PDF file.
Liang's father immediately opened the document.
The moment he saw the photo of Tianmu Group’s leader, his pupils shrank in shock.
It’s him!
He looked up at Lin Xuan.
The man in the file—the head of Tianmu Group—was identical to Wang Dahe’s so-called "poor" friend.
And right after Lin Xuan’s call, Lei Hui had contacted them to cancel the deal.
There was no doubt about it—Wang Dahe’s friend was indeed Tianmu Group’s leader.
Liang's father’s face drained of all color.
Liang's mother also saw the photo. She clutched his shoulder, panic rising in her voice. "Husband, he really is Tianmu Group’s leader! We’ve offended someone of that stature—what do we do now?"
She never would have imagined that Wang Dahe, despite his humble background and ordinary adoptive parents, could be connected to such an influential figure.
"Get out of my way!" Liang's father shoved her aside and crawled on his knees toward Lin Xuan.
"I’m sorry, Chairman Lin! I was blind—I didn’t recognize you!"
The onlookers in the private room watched with amusement.
"Tsk, tsk. Look how the mighty have fallen. Where’s all that arrogance now?"
"What a spectacle."
Everyone eagerly observed the Liang couple’s humiliation.
Liang's mother remained pale, still struggling to process that Lin Xuan was Tianmu Group’s true authority.
Just then, Liang Li returned from the restroom and saw his father kneeling before Lin Xuan.
He rushed over, grabbing Liang's father’s arm to pull him up.
"Dad, what are you doing? Why are you kneeling before him? Get up!"
"Let go of me!" Liang's father pushed him away.
Liang Li stumbled and fell, utterly bewildered.
What’s going on?
His father had never once raised his voice at him before—why was he acting like this now?
"Dad, what happened?" Liang Li demanded, his heart pounding with dread.
"Kneel down!" Liang's father barked.
"Dad?"
"I said kneel!"
Terrified by his father’s tone, Liang Li dropped to his knees beside him.
Wang Dahe watched, satisfaction flooding him.
Hmph.
Weren’t Liang Li and his so-called biological parents so high and mighty before?
Where was their pride now?
He had to admit—it felt good to have a powerful friend backing him up.
"Dad, explain this to me!" Liang Li insisted.
Liang's mother understood the gravity of the situation.
Offending Tianmu Group’s leader meant losing their partnership—a devastating blow to their company.
Their firm had gone public, and news of the Tianmu deal had sent their stock soaring. Now, with the cancellation, their shares would plummet.
Worse, other partners, seeing Tianmu Group cut ties, might follow suit.
They had to appease Lin Xuan.
Liang's mother knelt as well.
"Mom? Why are you kneeling too?" Liang Li gaped.
Why were his parents groveling before Wang Dahe’s "poor" friend?
A horrifying thought struck him.
Could Wang Dahe’s friend really be Tianmu Group’s leader?
No, impossible.
Someone like Wang Dahe would never know such an influential figure.
But then… why were his parents kneeling?
"Mom, what’s going on?" he pressed again.
Liang's mother trembled as she answered, "Wang Dahe’s friend is Tianmu Group’s leader. He just called their general manager and canceled our partnership."
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