Chapter 3

"What right do you have to make rules?"

Tiffany crossed her arms, her mouth gaping like a shark, shamelessly saying: "I'll have a share in this company in the future. What's wrong with me making rules?"

I couldn't be bothered to argue with her: "Then you can expect a lawsuit from me."

With that, I strode out.

I drove home and had just put my things away when I saw a group message from Tiffany in the company SnapChat group that I hadn't left yet.

"From now on, everyone must reply to any messages I post on SnapChat or WhatsApp. Those who don't reply will be fired like that person today."

It seems she really fired me because I didn't join in praising her.

The boss really hit the jackpot with this girlfriend of his.

Everyone started replying to the group message. I found it annoying and simply left all the groups.

My phone suddenly became much quieter.

However, since Tiffany wouldn't let me take my last month's salary, I decided to teach her a lesson.

All the important clients were saved in my contacts, so I sent out a mass message to these clients, basically saying that I had resigned and would no longer be handling business for the company.

Most of these people were clients I had brought in, and they were mainly working with the company because of me.

If I left, they would likely follow me.

Sure enough, within two minutes, former clients started messaging me, asking which company I had gone to and expressing their willingness to transfer their contracts.

I explained the situation to each of them, saying that I hadn't found a new job yet, but I would contact them as soon as I did.

There were so many clients on my contact list that I kept replying until it got dark, and finally fell asleep from exhaustion.

When I woke up the next day, a colleague had sent me a message: "Boss, many of our business partners are saying they want to terminate their cooperation and won't renew their contracts. Was this your doing?"

It seems the plan had worked. I chuckled: "I didn't do anything. I just told them the fact that I'm no longer working there."

"You're still the best, boss. When Tiffany came in this morning and heard about this, she blew up at several salespeople, demanding to know why they couldn't retain the clients. Now several salespeople are planning to quit, saying they won't put up with this crap."

It seems quite a few people in the company were unhappy with Tiffany. I wondered how she would handle the fallout.

On my end, I was preparing to contact a lawyer to file a major lawsuit to get my salary back.

After all, I didn't really need the money, but I couldn't let her off easy.

Unexpectedly, after just a few days, Tiffany called me.

I was surprised and answered uncertainly: "What is it?"

As soon as I picked up, I was met with a barrage of abuse from the other end.

"Jack Wilson, are you even human? I'm asking you, where did all the company's client contacts go? They said you have them all. Give me those phone numbers right now. That's company property. Don't think I won't sue you!"

I was stunned for a moment, then realized that Tiffany must be getting desperate.

"How can you be so disgusting? Give me the client contacts right now! Or I swear I'll destroy you, you believe me?"