Celestial Night Emperor

Chapter 91: Chapter 91: The Panic of the Twelve CEOs

The man saw the name on Wang Xiaoshuang’s work badge. He walked over quickly, asking nervously, "Excuse me, do you... do you need something?"

Wang Xiaoshuang was terrified. "I’m fine! I wasn’t trying to barge in. I’m just a junior employee from the HR department."

The security guard barked, "This is Secretary Wang, our Marquis’s chief assistant! You’d better explain yourself, and quickly!"

The Marquis!

Prince!

Who in Dongshen didn’t know that name? He was a leader even more incredible than the twelve executive presidents!

Wang Xiaoshuang’s face instantly turned deathly pale.

But Secretary Wang turned and snapped at the security guards, "All of you, stand down!"

The powerful chief assistant then turned back to Wang Xiaoshuang, his tone now extremely polite. "The gentleman who wrote the name... he sent you to handle something, didn’t he?"

Tears of fright welled up in Wang Xiaoshuang’s eyes as she nodded frantically.

"Yes, and what did that gentleman ask you to do?"

"He... he told me to go to the top floor, call down the presidents who are in the meeting, and have them go to the east-side restroom on the first floor. Um, that gentleman is... cleaning the toilets there..."

Cleaning... cleaning the toilets!!

Assistant Wang’s eyes filled with sheer terror. He spun around and roared, "Get out of the way! Immediately assign four men to escort Wang Xiaoshuang to the top floor! Halt all other elevators along the route and ensure she gets there at once!"

The security guard flinched in fear. "But Assistant Wang, the presidents are in a meeting upstairs!"

"Then smash the conference room door down!" the chief assistant snarled, forcing the words out through gritted teeth.

The guards didn’t dare hesitate any longer. They called the control room, the elevator was given a clear path, and four burly men quickly escorted Wang Xiaoshuang inside.

The chief assistant wiped away a bead of sweat, then sprinted frantically toward the restrooms.

By this time, the meeting on the top floor had already ended. Supervisor Yang, who was in charge of the interviews, was waiting outside to report, flanked by Li Xiaohai and Han Qianqian.

"Supervisor Yang, the presidents want to see you!"

After that one sentence, Supervisor Yang scurried inside, not even daring to lift his head.

The twelve presidents were all holding documents, getting ready to head down.

"Yes, which department are you from?"

"Hello, Presidents. I’m the supervisor in charge of this round of interviews. My surname is Yang!"

The presidents immediately looked up. "Oh, has the matter with Madam Han been taken care of? What position did the Madam choose?"

General Manager Yang immediately puffed out his chest. "Your subordinate has handled it. Miss Han chose to be the supervisor of the Third Division in the Northern Commerce Department."

The twelve presidents exchanged a glance. "That position is still a bit too low!"

"Yeah, Director of the Northern Commerce Department would be more like it."

"We’ll have to figure something out later. Get her promoted as soon as possible!"

As they spoke in low voices, General Manager Yang was filled with emotion. ’As expected of the great young miss of the Han Family, Young Master Li’s woman. Look, even the twelve bosses of Dongshen are looking out for her, wanting to give her an even higher position.’

He bowed and smiled. "Miss Han is just outside the door. She said she wants to thank you, Presidents."

What?!

The twelve presidents were terrified. "Why the fuck didn’t you say so earlier? Quick, open the door! We must go and pay our respects immediately!"

The door opened, and the twelve men came jogging out. They looked up, saw Han Qianqian and Li Xiaohai, and froze.

"Who are these two?"

Supervisor Yang ran out from inside, still introducing them proudly. "This is Miss Han Qianqian! I took special care of her. The matter was handled beautifully!"

The twelve presidents’ eyes widened.

Exchanging another glance, their faces turned ashen. ’We got the wrong person!’

Supervisor Yang was still blabbering on about his work for the day when Chen Haobei, the most hot-tempered of the presidents, flew into a rage and kicked him to the ground.

"Is this how you fucking handle personnel matters? The note we sent said Han Biwei! Not fucking Han Qianqian!"

Beside them, Zhao Nantian glared fiercely at Han Qianqian and Li Xiaohai. "You two, get the hell out of here, now! The arrangement was for Han Biwei! It has fuck-all to do with you! Scram! Get out!"

The presidents’ usual elegant demeanors vanished, replaced by a stream of profanity.

Han Qianqian was scared senseless. Before she could even react, several security guards appeared, prodded her with telescopic batons, and roughly shoved her toward the stairwell.

Li Xiaohai was also pushed over in a similarly disheveled state.

Han Qianqian shrieked, "At least let us take the elevator!"

"Sorry, all elevators are suspended for a special matter. You have thirty seconds to disappear! Otherwise, we’ll throw you off this floor!"

It was a vicious threat, a rebuke that left no room for negotiation.

Han Qianqian and Li Xiaohai scrambled miserably down the stairs.

At that moment, the executive elevator opened, and Wang Xiaoshuang appeared, escorted by four security guards, her own face pale with fear.

Wang Xiaoshuang’s head was ringing, but through the buzzing, she heard a series of blood-curdling screams.

She looked up and was stunned to see Supervisor Yang, the very same man who had been so smug just moments ago, now on the floor being kicked around like a soccer ball by several presidents.

"What about the note that was delivered specifically to the HR department?"

"The note said Han Biwei! Can’t you fucking read?"

Supervisor Yang wailed, "I’m sorry, I made a mistake! Madam Han Biwei came for an interview, and I... I arranged a position for her..."

"What position did you arrange?" the twelve presidents roared, surrounding him.

Wang Xiaoshuang snapped out of her daze and hurried over. "He arranged a janitor position for her, cleaning the toilets!"

What?!

Cleaning... cleaning the toilets...

I... FUCK ME!

The faces of the twelve presidents of Dongshen turned ashen, filled with sheer terror.

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