novelraw Chapter 882 - 885: Who Tampered with His Safe?
Chapter 882 - 885: Who Tampered with His Safe?
"Shaocheng, why are you so foolish? Why didn’t you tell me and still tried to push me away?"
"You bad man, you’re really a bad man. You don’t tell me anything, and when you get sick, you push me far away. What happened to sticking together through thick and thin?"
The woman, with a heart still racing, clenched the stuffed toy in her arms even tighter as if it were not the toy but Gu Shaocheng she was holding. Angrily, she poked and pinched it before finally hugging it tightly as if it were a treasured possession.
Thinking about it after the fact, she felt relieved that they had reconciled; otherwise, if she found out the truth, she would never let it go!
Humph!
Yet tears began to roll down from her eyes.
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Gu Family.
Gu Shaocheng strode back into the inner courtyard, scolding as he went, "What use are you if you come to me with every trifling matter, unable to handle the smallest tasks? If I have to do everything myself, you might as well pack up and get out, don’t embarrass me."
A few stewards followed him, not daring to even breathe too loudly, but given the urgency, they had no choice but to bear the scolding.
A true mess would not be just a matter of scolding but losing their valuable positions.
The mess wasn’t even caused by them but by a young master from a branch of the Gu family in America. A privileged young man just entering the family business, haughty and aloof, aimed too high and offended a long-term major client. The problem was this: the goods that were supposed to be delivered tomorrow were sold by this young man at a higher price to someone else. He thought he had made a huge profit and was quite pleased with himself, failing to realize that breaching the contract and losing some money was trivial compared to the loss of reputation.
Reputation and connections are directly tied to everything in business.
Although Gu Shaocheng had a fierce temper and carried himself with an emperor’s arrogance in business, his reputation was impeccable. No one ever worried about his character when doing business with him.
Given the circumstances, it was only logical that Gu Shaocheng was furious.
On his way back to the Gu residence, he called and gave the person a blistering reprimand, but he still had to clean up the mess.
In a rush, he called to borrow goods, knowing that the most critical thing was to get the original customer’s order fulfilled.
There was no chance to be on time. He called, offered his apologies, and managed to pacify the original client; he couldn’t afford to lose his reputation.
He knew that major player who had been a long-time collaborator had always wanted a certain little collectible from his collection, hinting numerous times over the phone that he wanted to buy it, and each time Gu Shaocheng had skillfully avoided the subject. Now, upon reflection, he knew he had to cater to the customer’s preferences, and although it was an exaggeration to say it pained him to part with the item—it was nothing more than a trinket he fiddled with occasionally—to have to do so after such an incident did not sit well with him.
He continued walking and cursing, his temper flaring.
Once he entered the main house, the few people following him stopped. He went into his bedroom and opened his safe.
A folder tumbled to his feet, and Gu Shaocheng paused for a moment. He picked up the folder, and his gaze instantly sharpened. It was his medical report, which was supposed to be at the bottom of the safe. His acute senses alerted him that someone had tampered with his safe.
Who?
This question erupted in his mind.
After handing over the trinket to the steward to deliver to the client and sending away the stewards, the man who returned to the bedroom started destroying the medical report in the shredder while pondering this question.