The divorce comeback system arrived right after I was born.

Jiang Ke's lips moved, uttering a barely audible mouth shape.

"Mr. Chen...Mr. Chen..."

Chen Zhi mouthed the words.

"Your dad?"

Jiang Ke was almost in tears, nodding frantically.

"Young man!" Jiang Ke's father was still pulling on his arm. "Don't go! You were absolutely right! Let's go find that heartless boss and demand an explanation!"

Looking at the enthusiastic face of the middle-aged man, Chen Zhi thought to himself, "I am that heartless boss."

"Uncle, um..." Chen Zhigan coughed twice, trying to back away, "I suddenly remembered that I haven't turned off the gas stove—"

"The gas stove isn't urgent! Justice is what matters!" Old Deng grabbed him tightly. "Come on! Let's go upstairs! We must bring this heartless capitalist to justice today!"

Jiang Ke rushed over and yanked her father's hand away.

"Dad! Let go!"

"Do you know this young man?" The old man looked Chen Zhi up and down. "He's your colleague, right? He looks smart and like a good person!"

Chen Zhi and Jiang Ke both fell silent.

Good people.

Really nice guy.

It couldn't be better.

"Dad, I'm begging you, please come with me." Jiang Ke whispered in her father's ear, "If you don't leave, I'm really finished."

"What do you mean it's over?" Old Deng rolled up his sleeves, spitting as he spoke. "Your dad's here to back you up! Tell me the truth, what does that heartless boss look like? Is he tall? Is he strong? Even though I'm old, I can still beat up an IT guy!"

Chen Zhi's eyelids twitched violently, and he silently took another step back.

No, you're making it sound like IT guys are all weaklings who can't even kill a chicken.

The crowd around them was growing larger and larger, with many people holding their phones high, and some even starting to live stream.

Chen Zhi's mind raced for three seconds before he made a decision.

He stepped forward and patted Old Deng on the shoulder with his other hand.

"Uncle, let's not talk here. Too many people will cause trouble and it won't look good." Chen Zhi lowered his voice, his face righteous. "Come upstairs with me, I'll take you to find that boss and confront him face to face, okay?"

Old Deng's eyes widened, his face beaming with surprise: "You can take me up?"

"Yes, I can." Chen Zhi patted his chest confidently. "I have friends in this building; getting you up here won't be a problem. I'm taking care of things today!"

Old Deng was overjoyed and slapped his thigh: "Young man, you're a true friend! Let's go!"

Jiang Ke, who was listening nearby, was terrified. She grabbed Chen Zhi's sleeve tightly, her voice trembling, "Mr. Chen, what are you doing?"

Chen Zhi turned his head to the side, also lowering his voice so that only the two of them could hear him.

"Your father is causing trouble outside, and it's getting bigger and bigger. Do you think you can still stay at the company?"

Jiang Ke's face instantly turned as white as paper.

"Come upstairs with me, we'll take care of this in the office." Chen Zhi patted the back of her hand. "Don't worry, your boss may exploit his employees, but he's kind-hearted and won't do anything to you."

Jiang Ke's lips trembled, and she completely lost the ability to think, only able to follow behind like a puppet.

The three of them squeezed out of the crowd and took the elevator to the twentieth floor.

Inside the elevator, Lao Deng was still ranting and rave about the heartless boss. Chen Zhi occasionally chimed in with "That's right," "That's too much," making Jiang Ke tremble and afraid to even breathe.

"bite--"

We've reached the 20th floor.

The moment the elevator doors opened, the receptionist, who was doing her nails, looked up and saw Chen Zhi walk out, and instinctively stood up straight.

"List--"

Chen Zhifei quickly made a "shh" gesture and blinked his eyes frantically.

The receptionist was quite shrewd; she swallowed back the words "Hello, Mr. Chen" and simply said, "Welcome."

Old Deng looked around and praised the decoration of this floor.

"Isn't this supposed to be a heartless company? The decor is quite fancy, though; it's all my daughter's hard-earned money! Even the receptionist is so polite!"

Chen Zhi led the people inside without changing his expression.

As I passed by the technical department, Dai Dama happened to be carrying a mug with an anime girl printed on it, getting some water.

Looking up, I saw Chen Zhi leading two people, one of whom was the new intern from the administration department, and the other was an old man in an old jacket.

Dai Da-mai paused for a moment, just opening his mouth to greet him.

Chen Zhichong grinned and winked, meaning "Shut up and get lost."

Dai Dama was completely confused, but adhering to the principle of not meddling in other people's business, he inexplicably withdrew his head.

Small meeting room.

Chen Zhi closed the door, pulled out a chair, and invited Old Deng to sit down first.

"Uncle, please have some water." Chen Zhi personally took a cup of warm water from the water dispenser and handed it to him.

Old Deng took the paper cup, deeply moved: "Young man, you're such a good person, unlike my daughter's heartless boss, he's a complete scoundrel."

Chen Zhi smiled, pulled out the chair opposite him, and sat down.

He spun the disposable paper cup on the table, looked up, and quietly looked at Jiang Ke's father.

"Uncle, let me introduce myself first."

Old Deng sipped his water and casually replied, "Go ahead."

My name is Chen Zhi.

Old Deng nodded: "Good name."

"Deep Space Technology, CEO"

Old Deng's nodding motion stopped abruptly.

He slowly raised his head and looked at the harmless-looking young man sitting opposite him.

Chen Zhichong gave a perfect smile.

"It's that black-hearted boss you were talking about downstairs, the one whose heart is so black it's oozing pus."

"You, you, you..."

Jiang Ke stood by the door, wishing she could find a crack in the ground to bury herself in.

"It was me." Chen Zhi calmly pulled out a tissue and wiped the table. "I set the three thousand yuan monthly salary, and I also arranged for serving tea and water. But I don't remember sweeping the floor, and cleaning the toilet is out of the question. Uncle, you made that up yourself, didn't you?"

Old Deng's face instantly turned a deep liver color.

Chen Zhi leaned back in his chair and crossed his legs.

"Sir, did your daughter know beforehand that you came to my company building and caused this scene?"

Old Deng opened his mouth twice, but still couldn't make a sound.

Chen Zhi turned to look at Jiang Ke.

Jiang Ke shook her head frantically, tears welling in her eyes: "President Chen, I didn't know, I really didn't know he was coming, I..."

"I know it wasn't your doing," Chen Zhi interrupted her without hesitation.

Jiang Ke bit her lip and lowered her head.

Chen Zhi looked at Lao Deng again, his tone dropping from the earlier teasing to one that became extremely imposing.

"Uncle, let me have a heart-to-heart talk with you."

Old Deng's arrogance downstairs had completely subsided. Sitting opposite Chen Zhi, he felt a sense of guilt, as if he were being called to the homeroom teacher's office for a lecture.

"Your daughter got into Deep Space Technology through connections. Did she tell you that?"

Old Deng paused for a moment, then secretly glanced at Jiang Ke.

Jiang Ke didn't dare to look up.

"A monthly salary of three thousand yuan is indeed not high for an intern. But sir, how many students from Tsinghua and Peking Universities are lining up for internships at Deep Space Technology? Your daughter is a freshman with no professional background. It's already an exception I made for her because of her connections."

Old Deng's lips twitched twice, and sweat began to bead on his forehead.

"If I were a little less magnanimous, I would have had security throw you out and fired your daughter after the scene you caused downstairs today. She'd never be able to work in Beijing's internet industry again. Her resume says she worked at Deep Space Technology and then got fired. Go ask around, which company would dare hire her?"

Old Deng's expression finally changed completely.

"I...I didn't...I just felt that three thousand dollars was too little..." he stammered, trying to defend himself.

"Not enough?" Chen Zhi tapped his fingers heavily on the table twice. "This three thousand yuan is enough for your daughter to eat and buy clothes at school, right? If it's not enough, is it because you take a significant amount from her card every month?"

Jiang Ke suddenly raised her head and looked at Chen Zhi in disbelief.

She never told anyone about this, not even Li Zhiyi.

How did this man know?!

Chen Zhi didn't explain. He stood up, walked to the window, and glanced at the bustling traffic below with his back to the two people.

"Uncle, let me make myself clear."

"First, if your daughter works hard for me, I won't treat her unfairly. As her abilities improve, her salary will naturally increase."

"Secondly, don't come to the company anymore. Every time you cause trouble, she loses face in front of her colleagues. How will she face anyone after that?"

"third--"

Chen Zhi turned around and stared sharply at Old Deng.

"If you are really short of money and having financial difficulties, I can lend you some money personally, but there is one condition."

Old Deng subconsciously swallowed, a hint of greed flashing in his eyes, but it was quickly suppressed by Chen Zhi's aura.

"From now on, you are not allowed to touch your daughter's salary card, not even a single penny."

Old Deng's expression changed several times, and finally he lowered his head and remained silent for a long time.

Ten minutes later, Chen Zhi asked the front desk to call a ride-hailing car and personally took Lao Deng downstairs.

When he left, Lao Deng didn't say anything harsh. Before getting into the car, he looked back at Chen Zhi with a complicated expression, a little embarrassed and a little guilty.

The car drove away.

Chen Zhi turned around and looked at Jiang Ke, who was standing motionless in the hall.

"Alright, stop standing there." Chen Zhi pulled an unopened pack of tissues from his pocket and tossed it into her arms. "Go back to work."

"Mr. Chen... thank you."

Chen Zhi had already walked towards the elevator without turning his head, revealing his capitalist face. "If you really want to thank me, then finish your work. It's almost the end of the month, and the attendance sheets for the whole company haven't been checked yet. If you don't finish checking them today, your performance bonus will be deducted. There will be places where I need you in the future."

Although Jiang Ke didn't know how she could possibly be of any use, she still managed a smile through her tears and bowed deeply: "Yes, Mr. Chen!"

After dealing with this mess, Chen Zhi rubbed his sore neck and pushed open the door to his office.

Every day, first she has to outwit her father-in-law; then she comes back to find her employees' families causing trouble, and she also has to play the role of a neighborhood committee auntie.