My Life with Narration

Chapter 674: Chapter 665: Han Bin’s Countermeasure

"Damn, so this is Fengyang Restaurant. Finally got to see it, and it’s really grand!"

"Of course it’s grand. They have so much money that they don’t care about human lives anymore. Be careful, or they might cause trouble for you."

"Exactly. Just from the way that woman talks, I seriously suspect their family might have had deaths brushed under the rug, probably settled with money. Otherwise, how could the boss lady be so skilled?"

"I’m just here to see the big shots of Jiang City. Wouldn’t dare to offend them. They even dared to threaten a child over a dog’s life!"

"Damn, acting all tough. I don’t believe it. Let him try it with me. All he’s got is money to throw around and scare people. I’d love for them to come at me. As long as he dares to touch a finger of mine, I’ll lay down and extort a house from him."

"They are loaded, dealing with you is just spending a bit of money, ha!"

At this moment, the entrance of Fengyang Restaurant was crowded with bystanders. After yesterday’s events, the situation had reached peak heat.

Of course, this matter was a hot topic on its own, but the financial power behind Wen Jingqi was not to be underestimated either.

Now, not only excited netizens, but also many bystanders, well-known influencers, bloggers, and legal bloggers had joined in.

The reason? The sheer magnitude of the issue. Anything related was sure to get tons of views, and even though it seemed like they were riding the wave, it’s unquestionable that they contributed to the attention on this matter.

A small group of people were shouting at the front of the masses of bystanders.

"Refund, refund!"

"What? No deposit refund? Call your boss and the boss lady over!"

"Yes, call them over!"

"Rivva, refund!"

The restaurant had become famous, but for the wrong reasons. Not only that, there were numerous people canceling their bookings, and it wasn’t just here; the same thing was happening at other branches.

Primarily because Jiang Guimei, the boss lady, had gone too far. Netizens already harbored resentment towards the rich, but when you act so arrogantly, who else would they target?

Some people planning to eat there saw what was happening. No way would they let someone like that profit massively and then mock their lives as less valuable than a dog’s. Nobody would stand for that!

So they all came to cancel their reservations. Others felt that with Fengyang Restaurant’s current reputation, if they were seen dining there, they would be looked at with strange eyes by others.

Especially those treating bosses, clients, or hosting wedding or engagement banquets. Everyone eats out for enjoyment. With such a reputation, bringing people there would just cause displeasure.

Hence, the wave of cancellations.

In such a situation, not just any restaurant, but even those comedians who won’t refund tickets might have to give in and return tickets.

Inside the restaurant, Han Bin was still fuming... ahem, still smashing things.

"Refund, refund, refund. Return all their money. Is it not chaotic enough?" Han Bin yelled at a staff member.

Technically, they weren’t obligated to return the deposits, but at the height of this storm, holding onto them would escalate the situation further. They couldn’t afford any more trouble, so he was willing to lose some money. If more issues arose, it would be even worse for them.

"Got it, boss. I’ll go right away!"

Seeing the boss’s anger, the staff member quickly nodded, though his expression wasn’t great. After all, no one feels good getting scolded for no reason.

"Your wife caused this mess, so why are you venting on me?" the staff member couldn’t help but think to himself.

But he dared not speak up, since the boss was the one who signed his paycheck.

After berating the staff, Han Bin looked at the few others around him, took a deep breath, and said in a serious tone, "Let’s hear it. What should we do now? You’ve all seen the online news. The public opinion is really against us. We have to think of something."

At this time, seven people surrounded him, a mix of men and women, all in their thirties or forties. They were all shareholders or managers of the restaurant; at the very least, they were key members of the management team.

Upon hearing this, they glanced at each other but remained silent.

After a long pause, a man in his forties finally spoke up: "Old Han, the most critical thing now is to calm the public opinion online and give people an explanation. We’re in the food and beverage industry, and we know how important reputation is."

"As for your family’s side of things... If we can’t resolve it now, we should focus on this first. What do you think?"

The speaker’s name was Sun Sheng, a shareholder of Fengyang Restaurant. Even though he didn’t have many shares, his words carried some weight.

His underlying message was clear: since the issue with your wife can’t be sorted out immediately, let’s put our energy into the business. We can’t let your personal issues drag us down.

After the incident, it’s not just Han Bin who suffered; the shareholders were also significantly affected.

Han Bin knew what Sun Sheng meant, but he didn’t comment on it. After all, it was his family’s fault that others were facing losses. Even if he was unhappy, he had to endure it now.

He nodded and said, "Old Sun, you’re right, but the key issue now is how to calm the storm of online public opinion. Does anyone have any ideas?"

Upon hearing this, there was another bout of silence. Just as Han Bin was about to lose patience and get angry, a man in his thirties stepped forward and said, "President Han, if things really don’t turn around, we should apologize. I think it would be better to apologize openly rather than tough it out—it might at least calm some of the online outcry."

Hearing this, Han Bin’s expression finally improved slightly: "That’s a fair point. Get in touch with the right channels."

The man nodded and walked out, but Sun Sheng spoke up again: "While apologizing is a start, there are two things to note. First, as our leader, you should personally make the apology."

"That’s not a problem. It’s just a public apology. I can handle that," Han Bin replied.

As a businessman, he was well aware that pride is meaningless; only profits matter.

Seeing this, Sun Sheng continued, "Second, regarding Xiao Mei... you’ll need to apologize on her behalf as well, and it’s best to issue some sort of penalty to show that we’re sincere."

Upon hearing this, Han Bin was surprised at first but then quickly caught on, his eyes lighting up with some excitement:

"Old Sun, how about if I publicly announce firing Xiao Mei from all her positions in the company? It would give everyone an explanation!"

Sun Sheng glanced at Han Bin and then nodded, "That could work... do what you think is best."

After all, it was his wife, and as a minor shareholder, there were limits to what he could say without causing resentment.

Firing the boss’s wife—who are they trying to fool? Do they really think people are that dumb?

But he knew that Jiang Guimei was indeed Han Bin’s wife, and while she was involved with the restaurant, there wasn’t much they could do by way of punishment. This was just a façade to placate the online masses and try to divert some attention.

"Alright, get things ready then. We’ll hold a meeting and invite some media over, and I’ll make the announcement publicly."

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