Starting as the President of a Billionaire Group Chapter 1071: 1046: An Apology Is Required

Chapter 1046: An Apology Is Required

Suddenly, ripples of laughter broke the oppressive silence within the interview room.

“This is absolutely hilarious.”

“This guy is a total legend.”

“The interviewer will definitely never forget this moment as long as he lives.”

“I am laughing so hard my sides ache; this trick is pure genius.”

…

Everyone in the room was doubled over, unable to stop their laughter.

The interviewer, previously perched on a high horse of arrogance, saw his complexion drain to a ghostly pale.

He had intended to belittle Ye Chen, only for the tables to be turned completely against him.

Most importantly, the laptop Ye Chen had snatched away was a high-end Fruit model, retailing for over twenty thousand yuan.

If it went missing, he would be the one footing the bill.

Seeing the interviewer remain frozen in silence, Ye Chen offered a smirk. “Since you clearly haven't remembered me, I’ll be on my way.”

“Wait, student, wait! I remember you! I really do!”

The interviewer looked utterly shell-shocked.

Ye Chen calmly strolled back and returned the laptop.

The interviewer’s face turned an ashen hue.

He felt like a common clown, dancing to the whims of this student.

At this moment, Ye Chen had him completely demoralized, leaving him with no desire to even contemplate blaming or retaliating.

Ye Chen looked smugly at him, “I told you I’d make you remember me in a single second. You’d better believe me now.”

Clutching the computer to his chest, the interviewer finally let out a long, shaky sigh of relief.

Meanwhile, the students watching felt a surge of genuine satisfaction.

That interviewer had been insulting candidates all day, and Ye Chen’s stunt served as the perfect vengeance.

“Thank you, classmate,” one student said, offering a respectful nod.

Ye Chen smiled, giving the lad a reassuring pat on the shoulder. “Buddy, we’re here for an interview, but we must maintain our backbone. We came to seek employment, not to endure humiliation. Always stand tall.”

Inspired by Ye Chen’s words, the student nodded with newfound vigor.

Had it not been for Ye Chen, this young man might have suffered a blow to his self-confidence, possibly shaping a more timid outlook for his future.

In a sense, Ye Chen had shown him what it meant to carry himself like a man.

“I understand now. Thank you for your guidance,” the student bowed in sincere gratitude.

Song Xiaoxiao watched Ye Chen throughout this exchange with clear admiration in her eyes.

Only moments ago, she had been seething with frustration as she watched her classmate get degraded.

But her anger had been passive; she hadn't known how to react. Yet, Ye Chen had effortlessly restored the student's dignity.

Most notably, Ye Chen was merely a delivery driver, not even a student of this university.

The interviewer, however, kept a tight grip on his laptop, terrified that someone else might make a move on it.

At that moment, a man in a sharp suit with meticulously slicked-back hair strode into the room.

“What is the meaning of this?”

The newcomer looked stern, exuding an aura of palpable arrogance.

“How are you running these interviews? You’re making the Baoge Group look like an amateur operation.”

This man appeared to be in his forties and spoke with a condescending, overbearing tone that looked down on everyone present.

Ye Chen immediately deduced from his demeanor that he must be a senior leader within the Baoge Group.

The interviewer’s face went pale yet again, his hands trembling slightly.

“Uh… President Chen, I…”

“That student over there was utterly unreasonable, he even snatched my laptop to make a mockery of me!” the interviewer pointed an accusatory finger at Ye Chen.

President Chen’s sharp gaze locked onto Ye Chen. He frowned deeply.

“I had no idea the students at Modu University were so lacking in culture.”

He gestured at Ye Chen dismissively.

“You there, offer a formal apology to the Baoge Group immediately and get out of this hall.”

A ripple of shock went through the room.

No one expected Manager Chen to be this brazenly tyrannical.

Demanding an apology and expulsion from the premises was excessive.

They were an interviewing organization, but that didn't grant them the right to act like despots.

Being a Fortune 500 company was an achievement, but it was hardly an excuse for this level of unearned arrogance.

Ye Chen snorted derisively at the command.

A Fortune 500 company? Ye Chen owned several of them himself; the Baoge Group was nothing in his eyes.

Seeing Ye Chen remain silent, Chen Fa mistook his calmness for fear and grew even more bloated with self-importance.

He stepped toward Ye Chen slowly, pausing to smooth his hair with calculated vanity.

“Listen, student. If you don't offer an apology, I can ensure you’re blacklisted across the industry. You’ll never find a job in this city.”

The students gasped at the threat.

“Let me be clear—if you anger the Baoge Group, I’ll make sure you have no place to live in Modu.”

“Apologize now, and perhaps I’ll consider sparing you.”

Chen Fa acted as if he were an emperor in this hall, viewing Ye Chen as nothing more than a fish on a meat block, ready for slaughter.

In his mind, Ye Chen was just a fresh graduate, and intimidating a college student was child’s play.

However, as the threats hung in the air, Ye Chen’s eyes narrowed slightly.

An ordinary student might have crumbled under that kind of pressure.

But who was Ye Chen?

You think you can blacklist me?

Instantly, a heavy, cold aura of authority surged from Ye Chen.

Feeling the crushing weight of that presence, Chen Fa’s expression shifted instantly. He stumbled back two steps, sucking in a sharp breath of panic.

The students watched in stunned silence, some even releasing muffled sounds of mockery.

Chen Fa regained his composure, his embarrassment quickly transmuting into rage.

“Damn it, I was actually unsettled by a student?”

“Kid, apologize immediately! Wait until President Song Simeng arrives, then you’ll see what true trouble looks like.”

“If you offend President Song, I guarantee your career is over before it begins.”

“If you show some remorse before she arrives, I might just pretend this never happened.”

The mention of Song Simeng ignited a flurry of whispers throughout the room.

Song Simeng, the president of the Baoge Group, was the celebrated 'beautiful president' of the Modu business scene.

Many students had idolized her from afar.

Nobody expected the esteemed Song Simeng to grace the school with her presence.

“Wow, to actually see President Song in person… we’re so lucky!”

“Looks like this interview trip wasn’t a waste after all.”

“No wonder Chen Fa is so arrogant, with someone like her behind him.”

“Hey, you should just apologize. You can’t afford to provoke President Song.”

…

Panic bubbled up among the onlookers. Even Song Xiaoxiao looked at Ye Chen with growing concern.

At the end of the day, to her, Ye Chen was just a delivery guy. Offending such a powerful figure could lead to real-world consequences.

She tugged gently on Ye Chen’s sleeve. “Ye Chen, should we just leave?”

Ye Chen offered a faint, unbothered smile. “Leave? And why would we do that?”

“I’m supposed to be terrified of a Fortune 500 company president? That’s utterly ridiculous.”

In truth, Ye Chen actually wanted to run into Song Simeng.

After all, he had saved her life once.

Ye Chen mused that if their paths crossed, the outcome would be exceptionally interesting.

He doubted that the person he had pulled from death’s door would actually go out of her way to make life difficult for him. If she did, however, Ye Chen wouldn’t mind teaching President Song a lesson or two.

Meanwhile, Chen Fa continued to puff out his chest, oblivious to his imminent embarrassment.

Just then, his phone vibrated.

After a quick conversation, he straightened his posture and said, “President Song, you’ve arrived? Understood, I’ll head to the main gates to greet you immediately.”