"Excuse me, please. I'll deliver coffee to the president. Oh, by the way, this is your old position. I've packed up all your things and put them there. You can see for yourself if you have anything missing!"
The girl pointed to a small box on the ground, sneered, and turned to make coffee.
"Chuchu, I forgot to tell you, her name is Wang Mingming, she is a college student who came just the day before yesterday. Because there is no seat, the president arranged for her to sit here!" Li Ai came over to explain awkwardly.
"It doesn't matter, I have to leave anyway. It doesn't matter whoever sits in this position!" Ling Chuchu walked to the corner and picked up the box, but she felt very uncomfortable in her heart.
"Chu Chu, please think about it differently! Come to me and type out your resignation letter. I happen to have the format, so you can just change your name!" Li Ai pulled her to his workstation and asked her
sit down.
"Thank you, Sister Li. Sister Li, most of the things here belong to Secretary Lai. I'll leave them here for now, and then you can return them to her!"
"Okay, just leave it to me!" After Li Ai finished speaking, she quickly found the format of a resignation letter from the computer. Ling Chuchu changed her name to her own and then printed it out. She said thank you to Li Ai.
Then she stood up and walked slowly towards the office, her heart tightening every step she took. When she walked to the door, her hands were trembling involuntarily.
He raised his hand and knocked on the door. After a while, the deep voice came from inside, "Come in!"
Ling Chuchu pushed open the door of the office and walked in. Secretary Wang who delivered the coffee was also there, but Feng Xijue was changing clothes, with her shirt already halfway through. Secretary Wang was helping considerately. This scene stung Ling Chuchu's heart.
Her eyes and heart suddenly hurt. She quickly lowered her head, forcing back the tears that almost burst out of her eyes. She clenched the resignation letter in her hand tightly with her fingers, almost crushing it.
Feng Xijue glanced at her coldly, with obvious disgust in his black eyes. He put on his shirt and let his secretary button it up. Wang Mingming stood in front of him, his heart beating fast.
He kept running his fingers across his skin as if unintentionally, and his dark eyes looked lovingly at the man with a stern expression in front of him.
"What do you mean? Huh?" Feng Xijue suddenly smiled evilly, grabbed Secretary Wang's little hand, and suddenly brought his face close to hers.
Wang Mingming's face suddenly turned red, and he lowered his head shyly, "President, you are really bad, I'm just helping you button your buttons!"
"Just buttoning up? So, I misunderstood? Huh?" He stared at her with a half-smile.
"President, I'm ignoring you!" Wang Mingming stamped his feet, but refused to leave. He even hated Ling Chuchu for ruining her good deeds.
Ling Chuchu's body shook violently, she bit her lower lip tightly, the pain in her chest was unbearable, no, Feng Xijue is not such a frivolous person!
"Haha, let's go out first!" He looked at the woman standing at the door and turned back to sit behind the desk.
"Yes, CEO!" Wang Mingming turned around reluctantly and walked out of the office. When he passed Ling Chuchu, he bumped into her unceremoniously.
Ling Chuchu had just recovered from a serious illness and was still very weak. She almost fell down when she hit her like this. She leaned against the door and felt dizzy. The doorknob hit her waist, which made her groan in pain.
"Ah, I'm so sorry, I didn't mean it! Are you okay?" Wang Mingming was so angry that his teeth itched with hatred. This woman was so good at pretending. It was just a slight bump, so what?
This made her even more convinced that Ling Chuchu was pretending to be weak in front of Feng Xijue to gain sympathy!
"It's okay!" Ling Chuchu reluctantly stood up and replied lightly. After a moment of hesitation, she slowly walked to Feng Xijue's desk.
And he simply turned a blind eye to the scene that just happened. He didn't even raise his eyelids, and the corners of his mouth curved into a smile that was not a smile!
There was a closing sound behind her, and she and him were the only two people left in the room. It was so quiet that you could almost hear each other's breathing. He didn't speak, as if he didn't think she existed at all. Ling Chuchu bit her lip, and it took a long time for her to let herself go.
His surging heart slowly calmed down, and he spoke with a somewhat astringent voice, "President, I know you don't want to see me again. I'm here today to hand in my resignation letter!"
She slowly put the deformed letter on the table. Feng Xijue just glanced at it lightly, then lowered his head and continued the work at hand, ignoring her at all. Ling Chuchu didn't dare
To disturb him, I could only stand opposite and wait. As time passed by, in the huge office, the only sound was the shallow breathing of the two of them, as well as the rustling sound of paper being turned and pen writing.
It wasn't until he finished reviewing the last document that he put down the pen with a snap and said, "I've accepted the resignation letter, get out!"
His voice was cold and ruthless, like a sharp sword, piercing Ling Chuchu's heart, making her already pale face even more ugly.
She raised her head and looked at him. Tears had blurred her vision. Two crystal tears finally couldn't help but fall down her cheeks. She quickly raised her hand to wipe them away and took out a small box from her bag.
Putting it on the desk, his throat became tight, "I'll give this back to you!"
Feng Xijue saw her reluctance, raised the corner of his mouth coldly, picked up the box casually, and threw it directly into the trash can under her panicked eyes, with an evil and unruly expression!
Ling Chuchu's heart felt as if a piece of it had been taken away. She wanted to pick it back, but her body was frozen. She could only look at the box. Yes, how could he return the things she had worn?
He wants it because he despises himself for being dirty.
"You can go!" He seemed to feel sick even talking to her. He picked up the coffee at hand and took a sip, frowned unconsciously, and then put it back.
"I have one more thing to ask you!" Ling Chuchu said in a low voice, clutching the bag tightly with her fingers, with a humble attitude.
"I'm not interested in your affairs, get out!" Feng Xijue coldly gave the order to leave, then sat back in his seat, picked up the phone on the table, and started making calls.
Ling Chuchu looked at him awkwardly. She knew she should leave. He must have been extremely bored with her, but she couldn't leave. Thinking of Zhang Hua, who was selling breakfast on the street because of her, she couldn't let herself leave with peace of mind.
, Zhang Hua is talented, she cannot be buried like this, nor can she ruin her life because of herself. She cannot afford such a sin.
