"Let's talk later..." Henry Foster finally managed to sit down, said something into the phone and hung up, then looked at David Carter.

"Ha ha..." Henry Foster suddenly laughed, casually picked up a cigarette from the table beside him, took one out and lit it, his expression full of smugness. He took a heavy drag, exhaled, rested his arm on the desk, and looked at David Carter through the smoke: "Our Manager Carter is back, but unfortunately it's already too late. The head office has already appointed Sarah Bolton as the manager of Sales Department Two. And since you were absent from work for more than three days without reason, I've already reported to the higher-ups to have you dismissed."

"I want to settle my salary for this month." In fact, knowing that Sarah Bolton had become the manager of Sales Department Two, David Carter had already made up his mind. There was no point in staying here any longer.

"You were absent for so many days without reason, caused the company to lose a major client, and made our promotion plan fall a day behind our competitors. It's already a favor not to make you pay compensation. And you still want your salary..." Henry Foster didn't see the reaction he expected, didn't see anger or an outburst, and couldn't help but feel a bit disappointed, so his words became even more cutting.

Before Henry Foster could finish his smug speech, David Carter suddenly stepped forward, reached out, and before Henry Foster could react, David Carter had already grabbed him by the collar. Across the huge office desk, David Carter lifted Henry Foster up in one go.

At that moment, David Carter truly realized the change in his own strength. Lifting a twenty-kilogram object with a straight arm was even harder than lifting fifty kilograms directly, and this was just with his right hand.

Chapter 4: Just Try Not Paying Me!

"Ah... you... what are you doing..." Henry Foster was instantly terrified. Although he wasn't very tall, just over 1.7 meters, he weighed at least two hundred jin. Yet David Carter, in a very awkward position, lifted his body from the chair and over the desk with one hand.

"It sounds like something's happening inside, ah..."

"Are they fighting?"

"Quick, call security..."

...

The door hadn't been closed just now, and when people outside heard the commotion inside, they immediately looked in. Everyone was nervous, thinking that David Carter was taking out his anger on Henry Foster because he didn't get promoted.

"Why call security? Let the boss beat him up for once."

"He does deserve a beating, but if he calls the police, it's not worth it to pay even a few bucks in compensation for hitting someone like that."

...

There was all kinds of talk outside, but Henry Foster was already scared stiff. David Carter had been personally recruited by the company president from Haicheng University, and the president had specifically instructed that he should be given special attention. Henry Foster had been uncomfortable with that from the start. Why should he get special treatment? So from that moment, he had disliked David Carter. After that, David Carter had been on a roll, leading a team to land several big sales deals, and last year even facilitated a pilot cooperation between Ruichi and a large supermarket, which made Ruichi headquarters take notice. That was also why Haicheng decided to set up Sales Department Two. At this rate, this kid might have ended up above him one day, but unexpectedly, at the critical moment, the kid messed up, and Henry Foster wasn't about to let this opportunity slip by.

"I know the company rules better than you. The company hasn't fired me yet, so before that, I'm resigning myself. I know exactly how much salary I can get. Should we call the president right now and ask for clarification?" David Carter was holding the two-hundred-jin Henry Foster with one hand. Henry Foster, now scared and with his clothes tightening around him, had a red face and thick neck, with so many subordinates watching outside. But the mention of calling the president made him nervous. Ordinary employees, even department managers, might not be able to contact the president directly, but with David Carter, you never knew. Henry Foster had always been unhappy with David Carter, suspecting he might be a plant from the president.

"Henry Foster, I really can't be bothered to beat you up. You'd better not ask for trouble yourself." David Carter had put up with Henry Foster for a long time. It wasn't that David Carter didn't want to hit him now, but if he did, he'd have no way to justify himself—it would look like he was lashing out because he didn't get promoted. More importantly, David Carter was now genuinely having trouble controlling his own strength.

At this moment, he deliberately didn't use his left arm, still feeling a bit uneasy inside, but lifting the two-hundred-jin Henry Foster with just his right arm, he didn't feel any difficulty at all. It was just like lifting a ten-jin dumbbell with one hand before—there was some weight, but it was easy and effortless, and he could hold it for half an hour without a problem.

At this moment, David Carter remembered what that soul had said—he really did have the strength of a thousand jin now. Two hundred jin felt like this; if he went all out, maybe he really could lift a thousand jin. But he still didn't know how to control it. If he accidentally killed this guy with one punch, that would be a real problem.

"You... put me down first... or I'll call the police..." Henry Foster said, his voice trembling, but he no longer sounded as tough as before.

"Call the police whenever you want, but right now I'm resigning, and you need to settle my salary first. Is there any problem?" David Carter moved his hand slightly, ready to throw Henry Foster out at any moment.