He Runyu could no longer be arrogant, staring at Jiang Shan with an ugly expression.
"Do you even need to ask? Of course, it's to send you straight to prison," Hao Jian said with a cold laugh, twirling the phone in his palm before putting it back into his pocket.
He Runyu's face turned even darker, "Give me the recording, and I'll return the design book to you."
All he could do now was to soften, as compared to going to prison, a mere design book really wasn't much.
"Even if you don't give it back to us, as long as we give this recording to the police, we can still get the design book back," Hao Jian said dismissively, finding He Runyu's offer meaningless.
"I can also help your girlfriend secure the position of chief designer," He Runyu spoke again, his expression now somewhat frantic.
"What do you think?" Hao Jian looked at Yuan Shanshan.
Yuan Shanshan, with an expressionless face and pridefully said, "Even without his help, I can still secure the position of chief designer."
The fact that even He Runyu had to plagiarize her work proved its quality, and she had confidence in herself.
Hao Jian smiled with some admiration; had Yuan Shanshan actually accepted He Runyu's offer, although he wouldn't have said anything, deep down, he would have some thoughts about her. Fortunately, Yuan Shanshan made the right decision.
"I can give you money, a lot of it, Yuan Shanshan, isn't your mother suffering from heart disease? If you take my money, you can afford her treatment, right? Think about it, that's your mom. Would you really give up your mother's life because of a moment of anger? Is it worth it?"
He Runyu's voice had turned somewhat desperate; these two were far more difficult to deal with than he had imagined. If he couldn't bribe them, he really would only be left with prison as an option.
"No need for that, your money is all made by exploiting your subordinates! I won't take that kind of money," Yuan Shanshan said coldly.
He Runyu's expression instantly froze.
"It seems like the only option left for you is to go to jail," Hao Jian chuckled, his expression playful.
"No! Give me the phone!"
He Runyu roared furiously, charging over with a ferocious face; he had gone mad, absolutely unwilling to let such a thing happen.
Once he went to prison, it would truly be over for him. If the news got out, even after he served his time, no company would dare to hire him.
"Idiot!" Hao Jian scoffed coldly, and then he swiftly kicked straight up, striking He Runyu in the face and sending him tumbling to the ground:
"Feeling regret now? Weren't you acting all arrogant just a while ago?"
"I dare not, please just let me go this once, I'll listen to everything you say from now on, just don't make me go to prison, I promise you anything," He Runyu pleaded.
After being kicked down, he immediately crawled back, clutched Hao Jian's legs with both hands, his panic making him forget the pain.
"But we do want you to go to jail," Hao Jian said, his face filled with a thick sense of amusement, having no sympathy for such scum:
"I suppose this isn't the first time you've plagiarized a subordinate's work, right? Never thought you'd capsize in the gutter one day, did you? This is called karma! Do you understand?"
He Runyu's face was ashen, but no matter how he begged, Hao Jian remained unmoved.
When a person does something wrong, they should pay for their mistakes. He would always say the same thing: if the cost of committing a crime is too low, then the world would become a chaotic place.
Hao Jian kicked He Runyu away and directly pulled Yuan Shanshan towards the exit, but when they opened the door, they saw a dozen employees gathered at the doorway.
And at this moment, they all wore expressions filled with rage.
It turned out that they had seen Yuan Shanshan bring Hao Jian into He Runyu's office and were curious about how Yuan Shanshan would deal with He Runyu, so a group of them gathered here to eavesdrop!
Little did they know that not all ears were safe, and upon listening in, it immediately triggered many sad past events among them.
Every one of them had been plagiarized by He Runyu before, but because he was the department head, they could only swallow their anger and stay silent.
Seeing everyone's reaction, Hao Jian and Yuan Shanshan were first shocked, then that despicable Hao Jian quickly turned his eyes, stepped aside, and said:
"I now have solid evidence of He Runyu's crimes, and it won't be long before he is arrested! So if you have grievances or vendettas, now is the time to address them, everyone!"
Hearing this, everyone's eyes turned bloodshot as they glared at He Runyu.
He Runyu shrank back, looking at the crowd anxiously.
Immediately afterward, the designers rushed into the office one after another, unleashing a flurry of punches and kicks on He Runyu.
They had been oppressed by He Runyu for far too long, and now that they knew he was going to prison, they all felt a thrilling sense of pounding the daylights out of a drowning dog.
Especially the words from Hao Jian, 'if you have grievances or vendettas,' directly aroused their ferocity.
Then, Hao Jian and Yuan Shanshan heard He Runyu's frequent cries for help.
Yuan Shanshan gave Hao Jian a white look, but her face was blooming with a beautiful, floral smile:
"You're really despicable... but I like it..."
"Who allowed him to mess with me? He dared to meddle with my stuff; he was really asking for it."
Hao Jian snorted. He Runyu had dug his own grave by messing with the wrong person—Yuan Shanshan.
"Hao Jian, this time, I really don't know how to thank you."
Yuan Shanshan felt like there was a little deer knocking about in her heart, and she seemed a bit shy as she spoke.
"We're friends, no need for thanks. Besides, that design plan is half mine too; how could I let anyone else touch what is mine?" Hao Jian said with a smile.
"Regardless, I should thank you. If it wasn't for you, I might not have gotten the design plans back. How about I treat you to a meal?"
"Let's wait until you've been paid. Also, I'll take your design plans directly to the president; I believe she will appreciate them given her character."
To avoid further issues, Hao Jian decided to take the plan straight to Shu Ya for her to decide.
"Really? What if the president doesn't like it?"
Yuan Shanshan was nervous, as it was her first design in the workplace, and if it wasn't approved, it would be a massive blow for her.
"No way, I'm the president's driver; nobody knows her taste better than I do," assured Hao Jian, thumping his chest.
Half an hour later, the police arrived at the scene, and by this time He Runyu had been beaten to the point his nose was blue and his face swollen, covered in blood, and in utter disarray.
The lead officer, a plump cop, was stunned at the sight and couldn't help but wonder about the deep-seated grudge it took to beat someone to such a state.
The officer glared and shouted angrily:
"Who did this to him?"