I still did not leave the company at night, but continued to live in the company. The daily necessities were prepared by the staff for me, because my home was far away from the company and commuting to and from get off work was very troublesome, so I might as well live in the company.
Feng Jingchen called me on time. I felt a little uneasy. I was choosing whether to tell Feng Jingchen about his mother. In the end, I chose silence. I didn't tell him. I didn't know if it was right.
, but seeing that the situation on his side seemed to be going smoothly, I decided to tell Feng Jingchen about his mother.
The sun rises in the east, it’s another day, I’m frowning while facing the stock operation in front of the computer, and the green letters make me uneasy! No matter how I play with the God of Death, I can’t escape from his clutches. This time, my brain power
The game is like an abyss, and I can't get out no matter how hard I jump.
It lasted for ten days, and finally I collapsed...
On the morning of the tenth day, I was extremely disappointed. The Longwang Group's stock price fell below several thousand points. Now my life was hanging by a thread. I lost, I lost to the god of death. Feng Jingchen's company was about to be called upon to be punished.
I was so broke that I heard the phone ringing outside the office, a large number of reporters constantly breaking into the company, and the sighs of the employees. My heart went cold. The email appeared in Dou, and it was from the devil Death.
mail!
(Baby, if you lose, I will be the new president of Dragon King Group tomorrow. By the way, by the way, I am afraid that you will jump off the building, so let me tell you good news. Feng Jingchen has taken over all my underworld.
Power, but when it comes to exchanging the underworld for his white-dealing business, I still make a profit without losing any money.)
I wasn't happy when I saw this news. Although Feng Jingchen has now ruled the underworld in the world, as Feng Jingchen said before, what kind of money can the underworld make? Indeed, the God of Death really makes money without losing anything, Feng Jingchen
The company just lost money in my hands. I said before that I was always strong, always strong, strong as shit. I always thought I could do it, but I am not even a shit. Why didn’t I follow Feng Jing within ten days?
Chen Chen reported the truth to the company? Why didn’t I call Feng Jingchen and ask him for help? Maybe calling Feng Jingchen company earlier would have saved him, but now...
I quickly picked up the phone: "Hey, hello! Chen, you... come back quickly, I beg you." Before Feng Jingchen spoke, I cried and begged, because
I'm really going to collapse.
"Rui, what's wrong with you? Don't scare me!" Feng Jingchen's voice was so anxious, but I just kept crying without saying a word. This was the first time I called Feng Jingchen.
Asking for help, my voice for asking for help felt so helpless. I was so incompetent. I was really like a useless person!!! I lay limply on the sofa, not daring to go out and face the employees. Under my leadership,
What was once a thriving company has now turned into a failing company.
I was like a terminally ill patient, lying on the sofa in despair. I didn't know how long I lay there. The door of the office suddenly opened. I glanced helplessly. It was Feng Jingchen, my God!
Feng Jingchen ran towards me panting, and his expression was full of worry: "Rui, what happened?" I don't know where he came from, I don't know how he came so fast, I just
Knowing what he is like now, I am very worried.
I looked at him expressionlessly, and then, like a man who had gone crazy, I cried and laughed and said to Feng Jingchen: "I'm sorry, Chen!"