He wouldn't even take the position of vice president of the Wen Group, let alone be an insignificant junior staffer at the Lu Group.
Wen Minhao reluctantly broke free from Jiang Ruanqing's tugging. His eyes caught sight of Wen Sining, who was standing nearby with a malicious look on her face.
Fine. It was this stupid girl causing trouble again!
"Isn't it impossible to showcase my abilities as a junior staffer?" Wen Minhao said shamelessly.
Jiang Ruanqing had just been eager to agree. Only now did she realize something was wrong.
"Yes, our Minhao is very capable. Once he joins the Lu Group, he's sure to make it better and better. It would be a waste of his talent to be a junior staffer."
These two greedy people were completely oblivious to what others thought of them. They kept showering themselves with compliments.
Wen Sining, who had been an on - looker, joined the conversation. "Grandpa, I almost forgot. Auntie wants cousin to be a supervisor at the Lu Group, not a junior staffer."
"Yes, yes. A supervisor would be fine. We don't ask for a very high - ranking position," Jiang Ruanqing said eagerly, not getting the sarcasm.
She had seen stupid people, but never such stupid ones.
Wen Sining could tell that the old man was already disgusted with them. She decided to add fuel to the fire. "I also think cousin would make a good supervisor. He hangs out with his friends every day, drinking and gambling. He's the one who organizes them all. He clearly has leadership skills."
"Ye—" Just as Jiang Ruanqing was about to agree, her eyes widened in shock. She immediately understood what was going on. Frightened, she waved her hands and shook her head desperately. "No, no. Sining sometimes says things that don't match what she's thinking. She was trying to praise Minhao for his leadership skills."
Rolling her eyes secretly, Wen Sining added more fuel. "Yes, I saw cousin the other day. He was in a bar, I think. Oh, right. They even got into a fight in the end. It was so fierce. There was blood everywhere. I was so scared."
Seeing that their dirty secrets were about to be exposed, Jiang Ruanqing didn't dare let Wen Sining continue. But they were too far apart, and she couldn't stop her.
"Auntie, don't you know about this?" Wen Sining covered her mouth. "Oh, sorry, cousin. I didn't know."
Wen Minhao's face turned black with anger. He clenched his fists, itching to slap Wen Sining across the mouth.
In contrast to their panic and rudeness, Wen Sining seemed extremely cautious and fearful. She shrank her neck, and her shoulders were trembling.
"Sining?" the old man called out with concern. He reached out his hand, but as soon as he did, Wen Sining jumped away as if she had been electrocuted.
"Don't hit me, don't hit me. I know I was wrong," Wen Sining cried out fearfully, covering her head and crouching between the sofas.
Jiang Ruanqing was terrified. She had never seen Wen Sining so afraid at home.
"Sining, look at you. You're making people misunderstand," Jiang Ruanqing rushed to her in a hurry.
Just as she was about to reach out and pull Wen Sining to stop her, Wen Sining's flailing arm hit her in the face.
Wen Sining looked up and saw Jiang Ruanqing. She ran forward and grabbed tightly onto Jiang Ruanqing's thigh.
"Auntie, don't hit me. Sining knows I was wrong. Sining won't talk too much anymore. Whatever you say, Sining will do it right away..."
Wen Sining kept burrowing between Jiang Ruanqing's legs. Jiang Ruanqing didn't know where to grab her to pull her out. Any attempt at explanation would seem so weak.
The old man gently pulled Wen Sining up and sat her on the sofa. He patted her on the back softly. "It's okay, it's okay. Grandpa's here. Don't be afraid."
After hearing these words, Wen Sining actually calmed down. There were still tears on her little face, making people want to protect her.
Seeing that the old man was angry, Jiang Ruanqing knelt on the ground with a thud. She covered her face and began to cry.
"I'm so wronged. When have I ever treated you badly? Sining, tell me. After your parents passed away, it was me who raised you single - handedly. I've always treated you like my own daughter. How could I ever lay a finger on you? What you're doing today is clearly making others point fingers at me."
Putting on a show of crying and throwing a tantrum, Jiang Ruanqing even stretched out her legs and slapped her knees with both hands.
Wen Sining, who had just calmed down, looked at Jiang Ruanqing with tear - filled eyes.
At this moment, Jiang Ruanqing had lost all her grace. She was just like a shrew cursing in the village.
Sniffling, Wen Sining timidly glanced at Wen Minhao. "Cousin..."
As soon as she opened her mouth, Jiang Ruanqing rushed over like a madwoman and leaned her face against Wen Sining's calf. She slapped the empty part of the sofa beside her while shouting about her grievances.
"I know you resent your cousin. The scar on your face was caused by him, but he didn't do it on purpose. You two were just playing around, and who would have thought he'd stumble and knock over the cup on the table."
"Over the years, I've always felt guilty. I've been trying every way to find a way to treat your face. You can't just say whatever you want when you're feeling wronged. You're ruining your cousin's reputation."
The more Jiang Ruanqing talked, the more excited she became, and her voice got louder. Her cries echoed around the Lu Mansion.
Her noise gave the old man a headache. Rubbing his temples, he scolded and stopped her. "That's enough. What kind of a sight are you making?"
Jiang Ruanqing sniffled, frightened by the old man's words.
Wen Minhao beside her also came to his senses and quickly helped Jiang Ruanqing up from the ground.
"If you want to join the Lu Group, you'll have to start as a junior staffer. If you don't like it, then don't come," the old man announced firmly.
Even when Lu Luochen first joined the Lu Group, he started as an insignificant staffer. At that time, no one in the company knew his identity, and many people even bullied him and made him do things that weren't part of his job.
Now, for a Wen to want to join the Lu Group to learn and start from a high - ranking position. If it weren't for Wen Sining speaking well for him, he wouldn't even have the qualification to enter the Lu Group's door.
The old man took a tissue and put it in Wen Sining's hand. He glanced at Jiang Ruanqing with dissatisfaction. "I don't care what happened in the Wen family before. Now Sining is going to be the future mistress of our Lu family. I hope you know your place. Think carefully before you speak. Don't ruin the family bond."
Jiang Ruanqing was stunned. She didn't understand what the old man was saying at all. It wasn't until the old man left that she came back to her senses.
"Mom," Wen Minhao grabbed Jiang Ruanqing's hand. "I told you that stupid girl was doing it on purpose. Now do you believe me?"
Jiang Ruanqing gasped for breath, pressing her hand on her pounding heart. "It's all your fault. A junior staffer would have been fine. You should have just agreed. Now, the old man has a bad impression of us. It'll be even harder for us to do anything in the future."
In the end, it was still Wen Minhao who got scolded. Disgruntled, he let go of Jiang Ruanqing and kicked a nearby shelf.