Zhang Jie continued to think: Well, I want to ask out the little brother I have been video chatting with tonight, and the place will be the Shanghai Club.
One minute, two minutes, three minutes...
A full five minutes passed, and the general manager's office was completely silent.
A drop of sweat slowly came out from Zhang Jie's forehead, then slowly flowed along his eyebrows and into his eyes, causing stinging pain.
But she didn't bother to wipe it.
Whether it was Chen Yang's playful gaze or the strange silence in the office, Zhang Jie felt an ominous premonition creeping out of her heart.
what happened?
Zhang Jie turned over her phone and saw a series of 0's at first glance.
In an instant, her blood pressure soared, her vision went dark, and her whole body fell back.
If it weren't for the crowd of people behind Zhang Jie, who leaned into someone's arms, and was pushed up like a hot potato, she would have to lie down on the ground.
How can it be?!!
How could there be money in the account?
Zhang Jie looked at it again, twice, and three times in disbelief, counting the 0's on it.
One hundred million!
There is an extra 100 million in the account!
"Gululu——"
Zhang Jie swallowed hard. In the weird atmosphere, the sound was so terrifying that she startled herself.
There was a loud crash around her, and they dispersed in a circle. There were dozens of people crowded in the office. It was obviously very crowded, but everyone made room for Zhang Jie.
Zhang Jie would rather not have this kind of treatment.
She could clearly feel the gazes falling on her, which were burning and almost poisonous.
"No, no -"
"Where did you get the money?"
Zhang Jie's hair was spread out and she shouted like a shrew: "Oh, I see, you must have embezzled the Tang family's funds, right?"
"How dare you?"
"I'm going to tell Master Zhiyi to sue you!"
Everyone remained silent.
They just ask for a salary, who cares where the money comes from?
Besides, they are not fools. Not to mention Chen Yang, a visiting son-in-law, even Tang Wan, the daughter of the Tang family, cannot possibly use the Tang family's family funds.
"Zhang Jie, it seems that you are not in good health. You almost fainted just now?"
"This is not okay."
"You should go back to your Master Zhiyi and ask him to arrange a doctor for you."
Chen Yang looked around, his eyes fell on Xiao Fang who had been standing behind him, and said: "It's you."
"Xiao Fang, go and take over the financial work and let Zhang Jie recover from his illness."
Chen Yang held his desk with both hands and stood up slowly.
He was obviously just one person, but the action of standing up was like a mountain rising from the ground, and a tiger looming over him, so overwhelming that the people who were making trouble and asking for wages all lowered their heads, not daring to look at each other.
"Xiao Fang will deal with the arrears immediately."
"You guys, please disperse."
After Chen Yang finished speaking, everyone swarmed out and dispersed.
"Wait a moment!"
Chen Yang sat back with a smile on his face and pointed at Zhang Jie, who had collapsed on the ground at some point: