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570. Chapter 570 An An, let's go draw a turtle on the luxury car 11

Just when the eight female staff members were proudly and calmly accepting everyone's envious gazes, Zhuo Qingcheng was not polite and kicked them into hell without any mercy.

He said to his secretary: "He was hired with a high salary, but he didn't work well. He seduced his superiors in full public view, fired them all, and then put them on the blacklist. From now on, he will not be hired by any company under mb's name."

After finishing speaking, Zhuo Qingcheng didn't stop and strode towards the VIP area to dine.

The staff dining area suddenly fell silent.

The moment everyone regained consciousness, they all looked at Zhuo Qingcheng's back with extremely horrifying eyes.

The eight female staff members rushed forward in a whimpering manner, begging with tears in their eyes.

"President, I know I was wrong. Please don't fire me."

"President, we won't dare to do it next time, please be merciful."

"President, don't put us on the blacklist, President..."

"President……"

"President……"

"..."



Zhuo Qingcheng completely ignored their earth-shattering cries and beggings, as if he didn't hear them, and walked faster into the private room.

However, before turning the corner, she ran straight into Mu Wanqing, who was eagerly walking out of the bathroom with a broom and a bucket of water.

Mu Wanqing hurried to the staff area to clear the tables. She had just received a call saying that something was wrong with An An in the kindergarten. She planned to clean the canteen and then ask for leave to go to the kindergarten to see An An.

If he really gets sick, she must take him to the hospital.

On the one hand, she was worried about An An's health, and on the other hand, she was wondering where she wanted to borrow money.

Just as she was lost in thought, no one paid attention and directly...

Crash--

When she bumped into the tall black figure coming towards her, Mu Wanqing lost her center of gravity and fell backwards in embarrassment. Then she fell heavily on the hard floor. The bucket in her hand, the water in it,

It all spilled out.

Obviously, her elbows and buttocks were in excruciating pain, but Mu Wanqing couldn't feel it at all.

She sat on the wet floor and looked at the man who was soaked by her again. He was gouging her with his sinister eyes that wanted to tear her into pieces and smash her bones into ashes. She was suffocated immediately.

I can't breathe anymore...

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Three o'clock in the afternoon.

Zhuo Qingcheng stood in front of the wide floor-to-ceiling windows of the office on the top floor, watching Mu Wanqing, who was only the size of an ant, holding a cardboard box and slowly walking out towards the company's nearest subway exit.

He crossed his arms across his chest, and just as he was looking at it, his laptop suddenly beeped.

Zhuo Qingcheng came to his senses and strode towards his desk.

Seeing the video from Yang Mufan, he quickly connected.

Duanduan was sitting on the chair, and then respectfully shouted: "Second brother."

Compared with Zhuo Qingcheng's upright posture, Yang Mufan's posture sitting on the sofa seemed too casual and comfortable.

In his hand, he held a glass of red wine, shaking it from time to time.

"Company staff, how are you cleaning up?!" Yang Mufan's hoarse voice sounded low.

Zhuo Qingcheng nodded: "We have cleaned up everything that needs to be cleaned up. Second brother, don't worry. There will never be a woman with bad intentions in the company who will cause you any trouble."

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