Chapter 23
Tom did not know that the board of ZQ Media had already paid their attention to him. Now that he had
parked the electric bicycle, he heard a "Bang" and found that his electric bicycle had actually been
knocked over.
"Whose electric bicycle is this? It scratched my car!"
A man got out of the car and cursed angrily with a frown.
The security guard trotted over and bowed to apologize. "I''m sorry, I''m sorry. It was my negligence."
The man poked at the security guard''s head and scolded him with a bad attitude, "How did you do it
and let the electric bicycle drive here? Do you know what kind of car I drive? Volkswagen Touareg, a
car that costs hundreds of thousands of dors. Now it needs thousands of dors to repair it. This is
equivalent to your two months'' sry!"
The security guard bent even lower, apologized repeatedly, and then cursed with a gloomy face,
"Whose electric bicycle is it? Who! Stand out for me!"
There were a lot of people around, and no one came forward to admit it.
The security guard was so angry that he shouted, "You don''t have the courage to take the me for
what you did, right? What a son of bitch! If you don''te out, I''ll smash your electric bicycle!"
As he spoke, he took out the iron bar and was about to smash it.
"It''s my bicycle." Tom walked out of the crowd.
When the security guard saw that Tom was wearing inferior clothes, he could tell that Tom was an
ordinary worker. He pointed at Tom''s nose and scolded, "Who told you to park your bicycle here?"
Tom asked, "Who said I can''t park here? There are a few parked next to you."
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The security guard didn''t know how to answer immediately. Strictly speaking, electric bicycles were
allowed to park here.
While he was stammering, the man just now stood out and stared at Tom, saying in a superior tone, "I
don''t allow it!"
"Are you the boss of the ZQ Media? If you say I can''t park, then I can''t park here?" Tom frowned and
said. He was very unhappy. He had just spent 2.5 billion dors to buy the ZQ Media. This was the first
time he came here and made an appearance. But he encountered this thing which made him unhappy.
The other party snorted and said, "I''m Patrick, the head of the Personnel Department of the ZQ Media.
I said that you can''t park here, then you can''t park here. So what? Do you have a problem with that?"
Hearing his words, a lot of people around him eximed.
"Wow, this handsome man looks younger than thirty years old. He''s already the head of a department
of the ZQ Media. That''s great!"
"Yes, I heard that ZQ Media has a market value of two billion dors now. As the head of the Personnel
Department, he must have made over a million dors in a year!"
"The key is that he''s still so handsome. He''s a typical rich son-inw."
"Look at the hundreds of thousands of Volkswagen Touareg he drives. He''s really young and
promising..."
There were many young women who came to the ZQ Media for interviews. When they heard that the
other party was the head of the Personnel Department, and they were about toe to the ZQ Media
for an interview, their gaze at Patrick immediately turned hot. If they could hook up with Patrick, they
would not have to worry about not getting into the ZQ Media.
Every one of them had a dream of being a star. They would do anything to be famous.
When Patrick heard these voices, his waist straightened and the smile on his face deepened. In fact,
he was only the head of the Personnel Department. His annual sry was only about 500,000 dors,
but it was enough for him to be respected by others. Over the past two years, he had used his power to
secretly sleep with the new recruits, and his life was veryfortable.
Now he especially enjoyed being admired by women.
Tom frowned even more when he saw Lee''scent look. No wonder the ZQ Media had been
getting worse and worse in the past few years as it kept recruiting some people who were not qualified.
When he took office, he had to ask these people to get lost. He didn''t spend 2.5 billion dors on the
ZQ Media to lose money.
Seeing that Tom was silent, Lee thought that Tom was afraid, and Lee''s expression became even more
arrogant and evil. "Now you know that you shall be afraid? Open your eyes to see where you are! This
is the ZQ Media. It is not a ce where you, a loser, cane! Now that your electric bicycle has
scratched my Volkswagen Touareg, the repair fee will be 8,000 dors. I don''t expect you to be able to
pay 8,000 dors as you wear such cheap clothes. Since it is the first time that you had made this
mistake, I''ll charge you half. Give me 4,000 dors and I won''t argue with you about this."
"What? You don''t want to? I''m telling you that you''re lucky to meet me. I''m generous enough to take
half of your money and not argue with you. If it were someone else, you wouldn''t get rid of this unless
you pay ten thousand dors!" Patrick said loudly.
Tom sneered. Not to mention that his car was not Touareg but Tiguan L. This small scratch could be
repaired by spending less than a thousand dors. Patrick actually wanted to ckmail him 4,000
dors. Lee was so scheming.
"You''re really scheming. First of all, this car of yours is not Touareg but Tiguan L and it is one with a 1.4
T low configuration. With the discount, it could be bought at about 230,000 dors. How dare you say
it''s Touareg? With this scratch, it could be repaired with a thousand dors at most. You ask me to give
you four thousand dors. How dare you say you''re magnanimous?" Tom said disdainfully.
When the others heard this, they looked at Patrick a little differently. Some of the men said, "I just said
that why this car looks so familiar. It turns out that it is just a Tiguan L with a low configuration. I thought
he was really a rich man."
"Yes, it''s too scheming to charge someone 4,000 dors for a repair fee that doesn''t even cost a
thousand dors!"
"And it was he who didn''t drive well enough and hit other''s electric bicycle."
Hearing these discussions, Patrick''s face darkened and threatened Tom to call the police. At this time,
a beautiful young woman came over and said to Patrick, "Mr. Lee, I''m sorry I''mte."
Patrick''s eyes lit up when he saw this woman. He swept the gloom off his face and made himself look
handsome. "It''s okay. I just arrived."
Tom was a little surprised to see this woman. Wasn''t this Phoebe''s friend, Megan, who was doing the
live broadcast and was rtively popr? Tom didn''t have a good impression of her because she was
a very gold-digger.
Megan also saw Tom and frowned. "Tom? Why are you here? You don''t have to do housework?"
Her tone did not hide her contempt and ridicule for Tom.
Patrick was stunned and asked, "Miss Watson, do you know him?"
Megan sneered and said, "Yes, he is the husband of a friend of mine. He is very ''famous'' in our circle!"
She deliberately emphasized the word "famous," and the meaning of ridicule was self-evident.
Patrick caught Megan''s contempt for Tom. He rolled his eyes and thought of some bad ideas. He said,
"Miss Watson, it turns out that you know him. Then I won''t argue with him as his bicycle scratched my
car for your sake."
"Hmm? Did this guy scratch your car?" After Megan understood what had happened, she sneered and
said, "Mr. Lee, you don''t have to save me face. We are not good friends. You can do whatever you
want."
Patrick knew that Megan would say that. He said proudly to Tom, "Tom, right? From your face, I know
that you are poor and undisciplined. Even Miss Watson, who is so easy to talk with, has been offended
by you."
He ttered Megan with one sentence, which made Megan''s impression of him better. He continued,
"I''m warning you for thest time. Pay up quickly, or I''ll call the police. Your behavior is enough for the
police to keep you in custody for half a month, you know?"
He threatened Tom as if he thought that Tom was a legal illiterate.
At this moment, Tom''s phone rang. He took it out and saw that it was Elliot, the manager of the ZQ
Media. "Hello, chairman, where are you? We can go down and wee you."