NOVPUBChapter 128: 128, Shi Yuhuan, please.
Chapter 128: 128, Shi Yuhuan, please.
She turned around, settled back into her office chair, pursed her lips coldly, and her gaze gradually became deeper and tense.
Song Qinghuan shook her head vehemently, “No, this is definitely not what I want. I don’t want Li Wei to quit. You must keep her here!”
Shi Yuhuan’s face darkened, “What do you take Times Group for?”
Song Qinghuan replied earnestly and seriously, “I see it as a company, but Li Wei did nothing wrong today. She is dedicated in her work and is eager to do well. Therefore, she shouldn’t be dismissed over such a minor matter. If someone has to leave, then you might as well let me go!”
Of course, she didn’t want to leave. This was just a heated remark.
Shi Yuhuan stared at her sharply, and naturally, he could see through her little trick.
He curled his lips coldly, looking at her meaningfully, “If she doesn’t quit, you will never be able to go to the finance department. Would you still choose this way?”
Song Qinghuan stammered, “I’ve never thought of going to the finance department.”
But in fact, this was against her will. She did want to go there, and had always wanted to.
Song Qinghuan was looking at a woman who sometimes acted cute and confused, yet was insightful.
After this incident, she clearly understood that she could never go to work in the finance department now.
Because it’s useless even if she goes there. It might even backfire. Zhao Jinping would keep a close eye on her, and she wouldn’t have much of a chance to conduct any investigation.
But it would be different if Li Wei stayed. If Li Wei didn’t leave, she would be grateful to herself.
And she could learn a lot through her. Things that might not be found out even with an investigation.
Shi Yuhuan didn’t speak, just watched her intently, causing Song Qinghuan’s heart to flutter, feeling guilty, and afraid that her secret might be discovered. 𝓷ℴ𝓿𝓹𝓾𝒷.𝓬𝓸𝓂
After a long silence, Shi Yuhuan coldly spat out two words, “Whether you go or not, nothing will change.”
Song Qinghuan glared at him, “Why?”
“Get out,” Shi Yuhuan’s tone was very indifferent, and he lowered his gaze back to his files, “Remember what I said to you.”
Song Qinghuan frowned, thought about it, and pleaded softly, “Shi Yuhuan, please, in light of my face, could you ask Director Zhao not to dismiss Li Wei. Please!”
“Your face?” Shi Yuhuan raised his gaze again, still with a sarcastic smile, and then leaned back lazily, responding in a slight cold mockery, “Song Qinghuan, who do you think you are? Do you really consider yourself the wife of Shi Yuhuan, huh?!”
Song Qinghuan froze suddenly, her body cold as if she were in an ice cellar.
She didn’t say anything else, just turned around and left the president’s office.
As soon as she closed the door, her tears fell. Chen Tian, sitting in the assistant’s room, was slightly surprised when he saw the crying Song Qinghuan, “Madam, you…”
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