âHuh? Canât be, just one machine on a weekend?â Yi Feng squinted at him.
He felt a change in Zhao Xingyeâs attitude today.
He was not as enthusiastic as before.
âHehe, just one left, the other machines have already been fixed by little Gao,â Zhao Xingye said with a smug smile.
âBoss Zhao, thatâs not very nice, is it? We agreed that he was just assisting, and I would be the one fixing the machines. Doing this, isnât very honorable, is it?â Yi Feng said coldly.
After more than a month, Gao Hongxing had indeed learned some things and could fix simple problems.
But Yi Feng had not expected Zhao Xingye to forget him so quickly and let Gao Hongxing repair the computers on his own.
Zhao Xingyue was too impatient.
Indeed, it had come to this, just sooner than he had anticipated.
Upon hearing this, Zhao Xingyeâs expression turned even colder. He stood up, straightened his clothes, and said, âBrother Yi, Gao Hongxing has been learning for so long, itâs time for him to stand on his own. Whatâs wrong with letting him try?â
âMoreover, this shop is mine, and the customers are mine. I decide who repairs what, do I need your approval?â
Wang Tieâs face showed anger, and he cursed, âDamn, Boss Zhao, you previously agreed that only Brother Feng would fix the machines. What does it mean now letting someone with the surname Gao do it?â
âNot keeping promises at all, is this how you cooperate?â
Zhao Xingye scoffed, âWang Tie, when did I say Iâd only let Yi Feng fix things? Do you have evidence? Did I ever say that?â
âYou!â
Wang Tie was so angry he couldnât speak, glaring at him.
Now, Wang Tie wished he could punch his smug, fat face.
âAlright, Wang Tie,â Yi Feng said calmly, stopping Wang Tieâs impulsive thoughts.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
âBoss Zhao, tell me, how do you expect us to cooperate in the future?â
A look of triumph flashed in Zhao Xingyeâs eyes.
You little brat also have this day?
Thinking you could still make money here without cooperating with me? Wishful thinking!
Now that I have a replacement, youâre useless to me!
âHehe, Brother Yi, you should consider my previous proposal,â Zhao Xingye sneered, staring at Yi Feng, trying to gauge his reaction from his face.
However, Yi Fengâs expression remained calm, showing no reaction to his proposal.
âHehe, Boss Zhao, you want me to step back, but you just want to earn the repair money for yourself, right?â Yi Feng bluntly exposed his hypocrisy.
Zhao Xingye snorted coldly, neither confirming nor denying.
Yi Fengâs mouth curled into a mocking smile, âLet me train people for you, then you expand the business and make a huge profit? And I just earn a service fee?â
âHehe, Boss Zhao, arenât you thinking too beautifully?â
âDo you think I would agree to your terms?â
Zhao Xingye shrugged indifferently, âIf you agree, we can continue to cooperate and make money together.â
âIf you donât cooperateâ¦â
âHehe, then Iâm sorry, but from tomorrow, you donât need to come here anymore!â
With these words, Zhao Xingye and Yi Feng completely broke off their relationship!
He had revealed his true intention, which was to monopolize the money from the repair business!
In fact, he had been envious of the money Yi Feng made from repairs for a long time, earning seventy to eighty thousand in just over a month, more than he made selling computers!
Such a large profit was very tempting to him.
Now that he had Gao Hongxing, he naturally did not want Yi Feng to continue earning money from this business.
âSo, Brother Yi, have you thought it over?â Zhao Xingye said with a smug smile, feeling he had Yi Feng completely under control.
Yi Feng scoffed, âThought it over? I wish you would eat shit!â
Zhao Xingyeâs face turned angry, âWhat did you say?!â
âEatâshit!â Yi Feng said deliberately, smiling.
âI donât even want to come here anymore, Wang Tie, letâs go!â
Yi Feng turned and left without any hesitation, knowing his own shop would be opening in a few days, and then he would not have time to work for him.
Moreover, from now on, they would be competitors!
âOkay, Brother Feng!â Wang Tie picked up the packages and quickly followed.
Zhao Xingyeâs face turned cold, and he chased to the doorway, twisting his waist, shouting at Yi Fengâs departing figure.
âYi Feng, youâre nothing!â
âUngrateful bastard!â
âPtui!â
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