Chapter 160: Chapter 143: Lu Fan: My Son Is Getting Too Cocky, Time to Teach Him a Lesson
Lu Fan already knew that the matter of Jiang Sifan’s studio application had been settled.
But Jiali chose this moment to remind Lu Fan, "Boss, judging from the Young Master’s social media and his current attitude, he seems a bit too confident about this venture."
Of course, Lu Fan knew what Jiali meant.
When someone gets complacent in a particular field, it’s only a matter of time before they stumble.
The main reason Jiang Sifan’s startup was going so smoothly was because he himself had been secretly helping.
Jiang Sifan, oblivious to this, probably attributed his success to his own talent and hard work.
That kind of thinking was a deadly mistake for a new entrepreneur.
Even Lu Fan himself had been like that when his own business first took off.
It’s easy to grow arrogant.
Now was the time to let him suffer a setback and learn a lesson he wouldn’t forget.
So, Lu Fan said to Jiali, "Talk to the owners of five of the other shops. Have them press Jiang Sifan to finish their accounting and tax filings, and then have them terminate their contracts, citing his inefficiency."
"Understood." Jiali then asked, "By the way, the Young Master just messaged me. He wants to take me to dinner to thank me. Boss, should I go?"
"Go."
Lu Fan nodded. "You have to go. And while you’re there, remind him that success in a startup doesn’t happen overnight. He needs to give it one hundred and twenty percent."
"I understand, Boss."
And with that, Jiali left the manor.
Seeing it was still early, Lu Fan said to Chen He, "Let’s take a trip to Yangcheng."
"Yes, Boss."
Meanwhile, Jiang Sifan was planning to take Wen Wan off campus.
He said to Wen Wan, "I’ve arranged to meet with Sister Jiali. Our venture is doing better and better, and a lot of that is thanks to her help, so I want to treat her to dinner today."
"Of course," Wen Wan said, nodding.
She thought that Jiang Sifan’s desire to show his gratitude was a rare and admirable quality.
But just as they were about to leave campus,
His roommate, Gao Lao, called him on WeChat.
Jiang Sifan answered, "Gao Lao, what’s up?"
Gao Lao explained anxiously from the other end, "Sifan, where are you? Listen, a middle-aged couple showed up. They went to the dorm manager and said they’re looking for you."
"Looking for me?" Jiang Sifan was confused. "Who is it?"
"I don’t know, man. You should probably just come to the dorm entrance," Gao Lao urged.
Under the circumstances, Jiang Sifan had no choice but to say, "Alright, I’m heading over now."
After he hung up, Wen Wan, who had overheard him, asked curiously, "What’s wrong?"
"My roommate said someone is looking for me, but he doesn’t know who. It’s a middle-aged couple," Jiang Sifan replied.
Wen Wan ventured, "You don’t think it’s Sister Jiali and her husband, do you?"
"Impossible," Jiang Sifan said, dismissing the idea. "Gao Lao said they were middle-aged. Sister Jiali is a young, beautiful woman. He can’t be that bad at telling the difference."
’The only thing to do is go back to the dorm and see for myself.’
’Jiali won’t be here for a little while, anyway.’
’If I handle this now, I should still have time to head off campus afterward.’
So, Jiang Sifan took Wen Wan to the Haining dormitory courtyard.
Before they even got close to the entrance, they heard a middle-aged man’s voice drift over to where Gao Lao and the others were standing. "Young men, can you get in touch with Jiang Tongxue or not? We really have to find him."
Qiu Zai, clearly annoyed by the man’s persistence, replied with a sigh, "Sir, we already called Sifan. He’s on his way. Please, try to be patient."
"Okay, okay, thank you. Sorry for the trouble." Mr. Lin anxiously wiped sweat from his brow. He looked at Mrs. Lin and reminded her again in a low voice, "You need to choose your words carefully later. I’m telling you, this is our only chance to save our son."
Mrs. Lin nodded, saying nervously, "I know, I know. Don’t worry. I won’t mess things up."
Just as they were waiting anxiously, Gao Lao saw Jiang Sifan riding up on an electric scooter and immediately pointed. "Sifan’s back."
The moment Mr. Lin saw him, he immediately walked over.
Jiang Sifan found it strange that so many people were standing around the dormitory courtyard.
Wen Wan, for her part, felt a little awkward.
’After all, her relationship with Jiang Sifan was strictly professional. If so many of their classmates saw them together, wouldn’t it start rumors?’
’Actually, she didn’t really care what they thought; she barely knew anyone in her class anyway.’
’What she was really worried about was whether he would mind the gossip.’
Jiang Sifan got off his scooter, looked at the approaching Mr. and Mrs. Lin, and asked, "Hello, are you the ones looking for me?"
"Are you Jiang Tongxue?" Mr. Lin asked anxiously.
Jiang Sifan nodded. "Yes. And you are?"
"This is rather embarrassing, but I’m Lin Qiang’s father," Mr. Lin explained, looking awkward.
"And I’m Lin Qiang’s mother," Mrs. Lin chimed in.
Hearing this, Jiang Sifan instantly understood what they wanted.
But he feigned confusion anyway. "Is there something I can help you with, sir, ma’am?"
"It’s like this, Jiang Tongxue. First, on behalf of my son, I must apologize. He’s so immature, and he has no respect for the law. If he weren’t in a detention center right now, I’d take my Septwolves belt and beat him half to death myself. He’s about to be transferred from police custody to the prosecutor’s office, so there’s no escaping a criminal charge now."
"He’s told me countless times that he regrets it and that he’s hoping for a chance to turn over a new leaf."
"I know he acted like a complete jerk, I do. But I’m begging you, Jiang Tongxue. For the sake of his mother and me, who are here apologizing so sincerely, please, could you find it in your heart to forgive Lin Qiang and write a letter of forgiveness? It could help lessen his sentence. Of course," he added quickly, "I support him being punished. When you do wrong, you have to face the consequences."
