157: Chapter 157 A Punch on Soft Cotton

Sales is like this; once you lose the initiative, it's hard to regain credibility. Moreover, Chen Hao was stabbed in the back by his colleagues, who portrayed him as a clown, causing his reputation to plummet.

Evening.

After all the clients were sent away, Manager Huang convened an impromptu work summary meeting.

All employees lined up to listen, standing perfectly straight.

Manager Huang spoke with sharp words.

"Today, I need to specifically criticize one employee: Chen Hao!"

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone's gaze fell squarely on Chen Hao.

Chen Hao also wanted to see how Manager Huang intended to smear him, so he stood tall and met his gaze.

Manager Huang then said with a straight face:

"Just because you sold a few houses the last couple of days, you forgot who you are? You actually took unauthorized leave and left the clients waiting at the community without entertaining them. That's one major demerit and a deduction of 1000 yuan from your bonus."

"When Chen Hao returned to the sales office, he still refused to cooperate with his colleagues in entertaining the clients, showing a very poor attitude. That's another major demerit and a deduction of 1000 yuan from your bonus."

"According to company regulations, accumulating two major demerits results in the cancellation of eligibility for the end-of-month commendation."

"Great!"

The C Team leader was the first to applaud, and the others followed suit.

"Heh, that's all..."

If one wishes to condemn someone, excuses are never lacking. Manager Huang was twisting black into white and had to find so many reasons and excuses; it must have been difficult for him.

Manager Huang's eyes narrowed.

"What, do you have an objection?"

Chen Hao immediately stood tall and shouted:

"No, I completely accept the punishment!"

Chen Hao’s compliance instead left Manager Huang perplexed.

For a normal person, having their client stolen and being saddled with such a heavy accusation, they should be angry, fly into a rage, or even resort to violence.

What was wrong with Chen Hao? Not only was he not angry, but he also accepted the punishment.

Did he have no temper at all?

That shouldn't be right!

At the very least, he should have refuted a few points. If he didn't argue, what excuse would there be to suppress him, and how could they fire him?

After much internal struggle, the deed was already done.

Manager Huang glared and said:

"What are you shouting for? Are you trying to show off your loud voice?"

Everyone could see that Manager Huang was deliberately picking a fight.

Chen Hao remained composed and steadfast, standing ramrod straight like an unyielding soldier.

"No, I completely obey the leader's arrangements."

Uh...

Everyone was speechless.

Chen Hao's reaction was indeed too unexpected.

If it were them, they might have exploded long ago. But what exactly was Chen Hao planning?

Manager Huang's face flushed and paled; he forced himself to say:

"If you have something to say, just say it. There’s no need to hide things from me."

"Manager Huang is the sky, Manager Huang is the earth, you are the greatest, whatever you say is right. I will listen attentively, strive to correct my mistakes, and guarantee I absolutely won't cause trouble for the leadership in the future."

Damn it!

Manager Huang was truly out of options now. Helpless, he could only say:

"Since you also admit you made a mistake, then I will, just, just, suspend you for three days for reflection."

The entire room froze.

Suspension for three days of reflection essentially meant three days off.

How was this a punishment? It was clearly a reward!

Something was wrong.

Someone was the first to realize something: it was the end of the month, and the next month was only two days away.

Suspending Chen Hao now meant he couldn't sell any more houses. No matter what move he had up his sleeve, he couldn't increase his performance, and the monthly Sales Champion award that was almost in his grasp was doomed to vanish.

Brilliant! Only a scumbag like Manager Huang could come up with such a move!

"Chen Hao, do you have any other objections?"

Chen Hao continued to appear very submissive.

"Thank you, Manager Huang. It just so happens my eyes need time to recover. Three days is enough time. Thank you for your cultivation and care."

Treating punishment as gratitude—only Chen Hao could manage that.

This turned the tables on Manager Huang again. He almost thought Chen Hao had genuinely become sensible and was considering contacting Chen Hao afterward to mend fences.

After thinking it over, he decided to wait and see Chen Hao's attitude after three days.

Just like that, after work, Chen Hao changed his clothes and left the sales office without a word. Some people tried to say something to him, but Chen Hao didn't even acknowledge them.

"Hello, lawyer? I'm Chen Hao. I previously hired you for an arbitration case."

"I remember you. What's the matter?"

"I have a legal consultation matter that requires you to make an on-site visit. I wonder if you are available."

"My fee for on-site visits isn't low."

"Ten thousand yuan per hour."

"Where is it?"

"The property management office at Yichun Garden."

After hanging up the phone, Chen Hao immediately hailed a taxi and headed straight for Yichun Garden.

Chen Hao wasn't a fool. He knew that arguing couldn't solve any problems. The only thing he could ensure now was that the houses he sold were absolutely foolproof.

He couldn't manage the people who didn't trust him; even if they died, it had nothing to do with him.

However, for anyone who bought a house from him, Chen Hao was determined to see the matter through to the end.

Just like that, Chen Hao and the lawyer arrived at Yichun Garden one after the other.

When they entered the property management office together, the homeowners who had previously bought houses from Chen Hao were already there. Among them were several who had bought houses today through other agents.

"Little Chen is here. I knew it, young people are unreliable; smooth talk but no substance."

Grandpa Cai spoke in a sarcastic tone as soon as he opened his mouth. Chen Hao ignored him and introduced the lawyer solemnly.

"It doesn't matter if you don't believe me. This gentleman is a lawyer whom I invited to provide everyone with property consultation. Please take out your purchase contracts and look them over. If there are any issues, I will bear all responsibility."

Originally, the other owners had begun to doubt Chen Hao, but hearing him say this, they had no choice but to suppress their impatience and listen to what the lawyer had to say.

After reviewing the purchase contracts, property notices, and various clauses and regulations, the lawyer removed his glasses and said solemnly:

"I have understood the situation. You can ask any questions you have."

Everyone spoke at once, asking a barrage of questions.

The lawyer answered truthfully.

"The decoration contract is a supplementary clause and also a contract signed voluntarily. It doesn't matter if you don't sign it; it's entirely up to your personal wishes. The property management and sales office will not make things difficult for anyone."

Grandpa Cai stubbornly said:

"But Manager Huang explicitly said that if we don't sign the decoration contract, we won't get the garden. I heard that with my own ears."

The lawyer refuted:

"The complimentary garden is written into the purchase contract as a clause, without any supplementary conditions. The reason your so-called Manager Huang said that was merely to induce you to outsource the decoration. It's a contract trap and a form of inducement."

"I guarantee everyone that as long as you do not sign the supplementary decoration contract, absolutely no one will dare to force you to sign it. The law can uphold justice for you."

The lawyer had made things perfectly clear, yet Grandpa Cai stubbornly refused to believe it, still being pig-headed.

"But Manager Huang didn't say that."

Chen Hao then brought out the property manager.

"If you don't believe me, and you don't believe the lawyer, you must at least believe the property manager. Manager Huang is just the manager of the sales office; decoration is managed by the property management. Just ask him, and you'll know."

At Chen Hao's signal, the property manager repeatedly guaranteed that signing the decoration contract was completely voluntary, and as long as they didn't demolish the load-bearing walls, they could decorate however they pleased.

The main reason the property manager dared to give his assurance was that not a single cent of the money from the decoration contract went to the property management. Why would he speak up for Manager Huang? Conversely, the benefits Chen Hao had given them over the past few days made it obvious who he should support.