Honest Beta gets scammed

Chapter 41 He Xiangchen: So stupid!

Upon hearing this, Zhang Chen immediately felt awkward and glanced at Li Qing.

He personally felt that Li Qing would never do such a thing, but Yang An was a guest and someone in He Xiangchen's circle, so he couldn't afford to offend him.

Just as Zhang Chen was caught in a dilemma and was about to reluctantly agree, a lazy voice came from the sofa.

"It's nothing valuable, so if we can't find it, so be it."

It is He Xiangchen.

As soon as he spoke, everyone's eyes turned to him.

He Xiangchen remained leaning back on the sofa, his posture relaxed, a hint of disinterest on his face. He held the rim of the glass with four fingers, gently swirling it, the scarlet liquid drawing dazzling arcs under the dim light.

He lifted his eyelids, his gaze sweeping over the angry and anxious Li Qing, and finally landing on Yang An.

"What, is the Yang family going bankrupt? It's just a watch, is it worth all this fuss? How about I give you one?"

Upon hearing this, Yang An's hands, which were resting on his knees, immediately tightened involuntarily.

He hadn't been in He Xiangchen's circle for long, and their relationship had always been neither too close nor too distant.

While these spoiled brats could call He Xiangchen "Xiangchen" or "Brother Chen" without any hesitation, he could only politely address him as "President He".

He Xiangchen gave him a gift on his own initiative, which would normally make him very happy.

But now, hearing these words, he only thought that He Xiangchen was protecting that waiter!

Jealousy and resentment surged through him, and he could hardly control his emotions.

Today, he's determined to crush Li Qing no matter what!

Yang An took a deep breath, his voice tinged with grievance, and even his form of address changed.

"No... Brother Xiangchen, that watch is very special to me, it has a different meaning. It was a gift from my sister, and I have to get it back."

The Yang family has three children. Yang An is the youngest, with an older brother and an older sister. However, his sister died in a car accident three years ago.

This matter is known to almost everyone in the industry.

If Yang An brings this up, basically no one will disagree with him.

He Xiangchen stared at Yang An, narrowing his eyes at the suddenly intimate way he addressed him, but he didn't want to embarrass Yang An at this moment.

"Oh."

"Alright, what can I say?"

His decision to stop interfering was tantamount to tacit approval.

Seeing this, Zhang Chen could only sigh helplessly and said to Li Qing, "Let's go, let's go take a look at your cabinet."

This is going to be interesting.

Many spoiled young men in the private room, eager for a good show, immediately stood up, laughing and saying they wanted to go and see what was going on. He Xiangchen glanced at the group but didn't say anything. He stood up from the sofa, straightened his clothes, and actually followed them out.

With the big shots making their move, there was no reason for the others not to follow suit, and so the group left the private room in a grand procession.

The staff work area was past its peak hours, and the waiters were huddled together chatting and taking a break.

Suddenly seeing Zhang Chen approaching, followed by a large group of people, they scattered instantly, grabbing rags and pushing food carts, pretending to be busy.

Zhang Chen didn't have time to deal with them for the time being, and led his people directly into the lounge.

The waiters were all puzzled by the situation. Seeing Xiang Nan mixed in with the crowd, one of them took advantage of the chaos to approach him, pull him aside, and whisper, "Xiang Nan, what's going on here?"

Xiang Nan glanced at him and made a sarcastic remark.

"Li Qing was caught stealing."

After saying that, he ignored the person behind him and followed the group into the staff lounge.

The small lounge was instantly packed with people, all crowding around Li Qing's locker.

Li Qing stood at the very front, her lips tightly pursed.

He knew he hadn't done anything wrong, so he wasn't afraid of being searched, but the feeling of being scrutinized like a thief still made him feel incredibly wronged.

With a "click," the cabinet opened.

The cabinet contained very little, just two bags, both of which were takeout bags printed with the milk tea shop's logo. Li Qing took one with him to and from get off work, while the other contained his water bottle and a change of work clothes, which he usually left here.

In front of everyone, Zhang Chen first picked up the bag that Li Qing used to go to and from get off work, and dumped its contents onto the table next to him: a set of keys, half a pack of tissues, three buns wrapped in plastic bags, and nothing else.

Seeing this, Zhang Chen went to get the other one.

Yang An stared at the bag, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but turn up slightly.

However, the next second, his smile froze on his face.

Zhang Chen emptied the contents of the second bag as well. A water cup rolled out, along with a neatly folded set of work clothes.

There's nothing left.

Zhang Chen breathed a sigh of relief. "Mr. Yang, you see, there really isn't any."

"impossible!"

Yang An refused to believe it and pushed Zhang Chen aside, rushing forward to frantically search through the pile of things.

He shook out Li Qing's old clothes, unscrewed the lid of the thermos, and even turned the empty bag inside out to check it, making a complete mess of everything.

But that valuable watch simply doesn't exist.

Yang An finally stopped moving. His chest was slightly hunched over, and his face turned pale and then bluish.

Under everyone's gaze, he took a deep breath, turned to Zhang Chen and said, "I'm sorry, Manager Zhang, it seems I misunderstood."

As he spoke, he turned to leave.

"etc."

He Xiangchen's voice rang out again.

He had been leaning against the door, arms crossed, like an indifferent bystander. Now, he spoke lazily.

"Apologize to them too." He gestured with his chin, indicating that Yang An should look at Li Qing. "Didn't you just say that they're poor? Being bombarded with tens of thousands of yuan like that, they'd be scared to death, wouldn't they?"

Yang An's body stiffened.

Li Qing was indeed a little angry, but his goal was to prove his innocence. He didn't expect Yang An to apologize to him at all. But now that He Xiangchen said that, he was a little confused.

Yang An glanced at He Xiangchen, who had clenched his fist. He slowly turned around, looked at Li Qing, and forced a smile.

"I'm sorry, I misunderstood you. I... I was too anxious, that's why I acted that way."

Li Qing then realized what was happening. Seeing the other person's unpleasant expression, his grievances dissipated, and his honest nature kicked in, so he comforted the other person instead.

"It's alright. After all, it was something your sister gave you, so it's normal for you to be worried. It's good that the misunderstanding has been cleared up. Go back and look for it carefully again; maybe you left it somewhere?"

Yang An twitched the corner of his mouth, said nothing more, turned around and quickly left the lounge.

As he passed by Xiang Nan, he slightly raised his eyes and swept his gaze over her with a cold look.

Xiang Nan was incredulous when he met that gaze. He shuddered in fright and quickly lowered his head, not daring to look any further.

The farce thus came to an end.

He Xiangchen straightened up, looked at Zhang Chen, and said calmly, "The camera in the lounge is broken. Get someone to fix it."

After speaking, before Zhang Chen could reply, He Xiangchen glanced at Li Qing with a hint of disdain and impatience in his eyes, then parted his thin lips and uttered three words.

"That's incredibly stupid."

Then he turned and left.

The others in the room exchanged glances, smiled, and followed. The two spoiled young men at the back even patted Li Qing on the shoulder as they passed by.

"Get your act together, buddy!"

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