Hearing Shang Qian's voice, Qi Rong finally realized that Shang Qian had made up his mind this time.
She could faintly feel that Shang Qian seemed to be different from before.
He is no longer tired of facing everything. In this matter, he is very serious.
Moreover, he was not so gentle and clear in his bones, and the sharpness revealed in his words disrupted her plan of complaining.
Perhaps playing the bitterness card could not arouse his sympathy and pity.
How could he turn a blind eye to his wife and daughter?
Qi Rong's face was pale, and she looked up at him with the last glimmer of hope:
"Sir, at least let me find another job before leaving?"
Shang Qian took out the contract, which was a termination of the contract.
Qi Rong's complexion changed, and Shang Qian said indifferently:
"I am the one who fired you. According to the labor law of Country Z, if you have worked here for less than three months, I only need to pay an extra half a month's salary.
But I will pay you three months' wages. The only condition is that you pack up your things and leave immediately, and don't appear in front of me again. "
The voice fell.
Qi Rong felt his heart go cold.
Her palms were covered with cold sweat: "Sir, I..."
Shang Qian raised his hand, interrupted her, and pointed to the door:
"Now you can leave. If you delay for an hour and haven't left, I will ask someone to help you pack up and send it to the train station. It doesn't matter if you call the police and I lose money."
His attitude is firm, don't look away.
I don't want to look at her again.
His stern side face is beautiful, his jaw line is clear and smooth, warm and ruthless.
Qi Rong was trembling all over, she took a deep breath and wiped away her tears.
Looking at his stern profile, she seemed to have made a decision.
"Okay, I'll leave, but sir, in return for saving me, I hope you accept my kindness."
She slowly put her hand on the neckline, and slowly unbuttoned it.
The waiter's uniform is a slim fit, which can outline her figure well.
Colleagues are very envious of her tall and thin, and there is nothing to criticize in her figure.
She took off her coat, which was a thin white shirt and pants of the same style.
When she started to unbutton her shirt.
Shang Qian sensed that something was wrong, he turned his head and saw her, his face darkened instantly.
A look of hostility flashed in his eyes for a moment, he casually picked up the ashtray on the table, and threw it at her heavily.
"roll--"
He didn't deliberately suppress his voice, nor did he hide his disgust and contempt.
The ashtray was originally thrown at Qi Rong.
But Qi Rong dodged and slammed on the door.
"Bang -" a dull sound.
There was also a trace of a large hole smashed on the door.
Then fell to the ground again.
Suddenly Qi Rong woke up.
She looked up at him, shocked.
Shang Qian seemed to be stuck to his body by a piece of garbage, the disgusting feeling was indescribable, and he even wanted to vomit.
As if startled by his reaction.
Qi Rong's hands froze, his face turned red, and he couldn't hold on to the fire.
She wanted to speak in embarrassment, but Shang Qian didn't give her this chance at all, his eyes were cold and crazy, and his voice was extremely cold and hard:
"Half an hour, if you don't leave, I'll have someone break your other leg!"
Qi Rong trembled violently.
She had never suffered such an insult.
It was even more difficult for her to accept than being raped by two homeless men on the streets of foreign countries.
Does he dislike her that much?
Qi Rong panicked, picked up the clothes on the ground and ran out without looking back.
No one outside knew what was going on.
However, the environment in the restaurant has always been quiet, and it is inevitable to make people think too much when they suddenly hear an abrupt sound.
But then, Qi Rong came out of the office, still a little embarrassed.
Seeing this, everyone seemed to understand something.
Qi Rong's thoughts on Shang Qian can be seen by everyone they work with.
Wishful thinking!
Qi Rong went back to her room to sort things out.
Not long.
A colleague with a round face walked over and asked cautiously:
"Manager Qi, is there anything I can help you with?"
Qi Rong wiped away his tears, swallowed the humiliation, and took a deep breath:
"Nothing, why are you here?"
She was very grateful, and she didn't treat them very well on weekdays, but now someone came to comfort her?
The round-faced colleague looked at her and said:
"Mr. asked me to come over and look at you. He said... He said that if you don't leave within half an hour, I will find some colleagues to help you pack your things."
Qi Rong's face was pale and ashamed.
She trembled all over, she just felt that she might as well die on a foreign street!
Shang Qian saved her, and now he threw her away!
What a great humiliation and embarrassment!
She took a deep breath, put her personal items in the box, and left with the box in less than twenty minutes.
When the round-faced colleague reported to Shang Qian, he was cautious.
They thought Qi Rong was Shang Qian's confidant, and they didn't dare to offend them.
Unexpectedly, Qi Rong was the first to be driven away.
I heard that it was because he hurt Shang Qian's daughter. Although there were no serious consequences, Shang Qian had no reason to continue to forgive.
Who can blame this?
Qi Rong can only blame himself for not being able to figure it out.
How could it be possible to just let it go if you put your mind on someone's own daughter?
Shang Qian didn't say much, stood up directly and said:
"You will take her place in the future."
The round-faced colleague looked at him happily, and immediately expressed his loyalty:
"Thank you sir, I will definitely behave well!"
As soon as people leave.
He finally calmed down.
One thing was solved, which made him feel relieved.
He slowly returned to his room and continued his diagnosis and treatment.
After finishing everything, the equipment stopped automatically, he turned off the equipment, went to the bathroom with difficulty to wash, and gave his legs another acupuncture point massage.
at last.
He looked at the thick night outside the window, without any sleepiness.
He didn't know, did Su Nan fall asleep?
the next day.
early in the morning.
Su Nan received a call from Su Yifeng.
"It's the weekend, please come over to Song Zhihe's house for a while?"
Su Nan clicked his tongue: "There is nothing to say, and there is no spark. What are you doing?"
"I didn't say anything. It's not okay to just sit and have a meal? After all, I'm an employee of the company, so I should give my condolences."
Su Nan was very unwilling to expose Su Yifeng's thoughts, so she smiled:
"Yu Lou is also my assistant. Why don't you invite him? By the way, I heard that his wife is about to give birth. Why don't you prepare a big red envelope for him?"
Su Yifeng was very dissatisfied that the topic had been diverted.
But there was nothing he could do about his daughter, so he could only sulk.
"Song Zhihe's father called me to ask me about his recent situation and his plans. I can't be ignorant of everything, right?
After all, he is the son of a family friend, even if you have no further intentions, our etiquette should be in place. "