The Evil Mother-in-law: Torment Children, Work Hard, Be Rich!-Chapter 116: Defeated Opponent
Ma Ming gritted his teeth. If it weren’t for Widow Tong’s two sons coming to him, he wouldn’t have known that his Crispy Food Garden had already been stolen by Manager Feng and Feng Chuan.
It seemed that he had been too trusting of Manager Feng, allowing him to ignore him, the owner.
Then Ma Ming began to flip through the account books, frowning more and more as he went.
"Where’s the recent five hundred taels of silver?" Ma Ming asked directly.
Manager Feng didn’t dare to hide it and said, "It was stolen by that rebellious son Feng Chuan. Boss, I really didn’t collude with Feng Chuan to steal deed contracts and silver. Think about it, you trusted me so much, left the entire operation of Crispy Food Garden to me, and treated me well financially. What good would it do me to sell off Crispy Food Garden?"
Ma Ming remained unmoved and said, "You treat that foster son of yours like your life. For Feng Chuan, is there anything you wouldn’t do? Don’t forget, you previously stole the Meng Family’s silver for Feng Chuan."
Manager Feng’s scar was revealed, and his face turned red.
In Ma Ming’s heart, Manager Feng’s trustworthiness had already dropped to negative. No matter how Manager Feng pleaded, Ma Ming believed he was making excuses.
Even if Manager Feng was unaware of the pawnshop matters with Tong Huaqiong, he couldn’t stay.
After all, Feng Chuan was his foster son. If it weren’t for his indulgence, would Feng Chuan dare to act like this?
Since Crispy Food Garden had always been controlled by Manager Feng, for years Ma Ming never looked at the account books. As long as he was making money, he turned a blind eye to Manager Feng’s embezzlement.
But before, with trust, everything was negotiable. Now that trust was gone, Ma Ming was no longer polite to Manager Feng.
He slammed the account book hard and said, "Manager Feng, I trusted you so much, yet there’s a problem every time I flip through these books. You know yourself how much profit you embezzled."
Manager Feng shivered all over.
"I’ll retrieve the pawned shop myself, and I won’t pursue the five hundred taels of silver or the embezzlement over the years. Just resign on your own," Ma Ming said.
Manager Feng’s eyes widened in shock, pleading, "Boss, give me another chance. I promise I can get the shop back, and not only that, I’ll drive Taohua Dessert out of Yan Guan Town."
Mentioning Taohua Dessert infuriated Ma Ming, who said, "You promise? What can you guarantee with? You couldn’t even handle Taohua Dessert when it was just a small booth. If you could handle it, would Widow Tong be so gleeful in opening for business and setting traps to pawn my shop to her?"
Manager Feng deflated.
He had indeed underestimated them, thinking that this widow from Qinghe Bay, who lacked knowledge could be frightened easily.
He hadn’t expected this widow to be so ruthless, making a move to cut off his retreat completely.
Manager Feng still wanted to make a last-ditch effort and said, "Boss, you can’t fire me."
Ma Ming gave a scornful snort, "Why can’t I? I’m the owner, and you’re just a manager."
Ma Ming’s disdainful attitude provoked Manager Feng, who lost his composure and said, "Without me, how could Crispy Food Garden have dominated Yan Guan Town for all these years? I’ve put in so much effort into Crispy Food Garden and earned so much silver. Which manager can achieve having just one dessert shop in a town? Not only in Yan Guan Town, but the managers and accountants I’ve trained have also supported branches of Crispy Food Garden elsewhere."
Ma Ming waved his hand dismissively and said sarcastically, "Yet you’re still just a manager. Without me providing you the opportunity, could you have become the manager of Crispy Food Garden? Don’t forget, when you were kicked out by the Meng Family like a stray dog, who took you in? If I hadn’t taken you in, you would have gone back to farming in the countryside. Aren’t you capable? Try walking out of the door of my Crispy Food Garden, and see who will employ you. Don’t mistake the platform for your ability."
After speaking, Ma Ming called over the clerk from the shop to push Manager Feng out.
Even threw his abacus out with him.
Manager Feng was pushed all the way to the street before he fully came to his senses.
He was just dismissed like this?
All his hard work was destroyed.
The large characters of Crispy Food Garden stung his eyes.
Where lies his future?
Who would take him at other shops?
He believed that to block his return road, Ma Ming would soon publicize his embezzlement of the pawned Crispy Food Garden and silver, making it a big sensation, leaving no shop daring to employ him.
His reputation in Pingchuan County had long collapsed, and now it was about to collapse in Yan Guan Town as well. He could only leave for a place where no one knew him.
Ten days ago, Manager Feng was still full of drive, but it wasn’t until now that he realized that without Crispy Food Garden, he was nothing.
He hated Feng Chuan and hated Tong Huaqiong even more.
All these changes were because of Taohua Dessert. If it weren’t for Tong Huaqiong setting up a dessert stall, he wouldn’t have fallen into such a dire predicament.
Lost in thought, Manager Feng wandered the streets and found himself in Rouge Alley.
The Taohua Dessert sign becoming more dazzling under the sunlight.
Manager Feng wished he could smash the Taohua Dessert sign.
At that moment, Tong Huaqiong happened to walk out, and seeing the lost look on Manager Feng’s face, she knew what had happened.
Got fired by Crispy Food Garden, eh?
"It’s you, you’ve orchestrated everything. It was you and your son’s dirty work?" Manager Feng pointed at Tong Huaqiong in fury.
Tong Huaqiong smiled brightly and said, "How can you blame me? Blame your nephew, the gambling addict, and yourself. If you didn’t leave me with no way out, would I need to resort to such desperate measures?"
She basically admitted that everything was her doing.
Tong Huaqiong had never intended to hide it from Manager Feng; she wanted him to see that she could strike viciously too, and even more so than him.
By doing this, Manager Feng would have to take her seriously, fear and dread her, hence wouldn’t dare to act lightly.
"I tell you, Manager Feng, we’re all businessmen here. Yan Guan Town is big enough for both Crispy Food Garden and Taohua Dessert. There’s nothing wrong with wanting to dominate. Your mistake was not daring to compete openly and instead using underhanded tactics. I, Tong Huaqiong, believe in repaying grievances. You wanted to drive me out of Yan Guan Town; hence, I’m not holding back either, and I’ll make sure you leave."
"But you’re not so wronged. You failed as a manager. You didn’t dare compete with me openly, and couldn’t even outwit me in underhanded tactics, so there’s no option but for you to leave Yan Guan Town."
Tong Huaqiong continued to smile, her white teeth gleaming under the sunlight.
To Manager Feng’s eyes, she appeared like a blood-sucking beast, inducing fear.
He was truly unwilling to lose to a country widow like this.
Isn’t Taohua Dessert’s official opening tomorrow; who knows who will outlast whom?
"Stop!"
Tong Huaqiong seemed to have seen through Manager Feng’s thoughts, and as he turned to leave, she called out to him.
Manager Feng did not turn back.
"If anything suspicious happens at tomorrow’s opening of Taohua Dessert, Feng Chuan’s hands won’t only be useless, but his roots as well," Tong Huaqiong snapped her fingers.
Manager Feng paused and turned back, panic fleeting through his expression as he couldn’t help but ask, "Is Feng Chuan in your hands?"
Tong Huaqiong guessed correctly!
Despite Feng Chuan stealing the deed contract of Crispy Food Garden and being an ingrate, Manager Feng still cared a lot about him.
"If everything goes smoothly with Taohua Dessert’s opening tomorrow, Feng Chuan will naturally reunite with you."
"Manager Feng, you’re getting old; maybe it’s time you left Yan Guan Town."
Finished speaking, Tong Huaqiong no longer looked at Manager Feng and turned back into the Taohua Dessert Shop.
He was a defeated opponent in her hand, and not even a respectable one at that, so what was the point of wasting words?







