Chapter 151: Not Just Favor
After eating out, I returned to the apartment just after seven o'clock.

Liang Weining opened his laptop, typed out a resignation letter according to the format, and sent it to Xu Zhou's email, asking him to forward it to the executive director.

Less than five minutes after sending, a message came in on the phone.

Xu Zhou: [I will just pretend I didn’t see it, sir. I won’t criticize you.]

It was his style to force people to stay, but he would always deliver the mail.

Liang Weining typed: [For the sake of our relationship as colleagues, please help me convey this message. Thank you very much. ]

When the young girl first joined the board's office, he took care of her in many ways and the two of them got along very well privately.

Ever since she confirmed her relationship with her husband, Xu Zhou subconsciously began to keep his distance and minimize private contact.

Because he knew that his husband's possessiveness would not allow his subordinates to get too close to his woman, even if it was just for simple admiration.

Undoubtedly, the four words "thank you very much" reveal unfamiliarity and politeness.

After a moment of silence, Xu Zhou finally decided to go beyond the rules. He said: [When Mr. was pursuing you, he actually spent a lot of time and effort. ]

I don’t know where to start, so I’ll just talk about the one that left the deepest impression on me.

[He watched the entire video of the mental health training organized by the headquarters last year. He was afraid that you would be disgusted when he heard you express your views on "workplace harassment" with the instructor, so he has been restraining himself.]

Restrain some language and body language to avoid causing psychological burden to her.

She didn't reject his touch at all, so why was she bothered? Besides, it was easy for the executive director to get a secretary.

It was because I was moved by the sincerity of the person in a high position who was willing to bow his head that there was a follow-up, we got to know each other and fell in love, with sweet, bitter and painful experiences that continue to this day.

At the top of WeChat, it is in input mode. After turning off the phone, Liang Weining walked to the small terrace and looked out at the night view of the city in the distance.

Xu Zhou left the last sentence: [The gentleman has a soft heart and cares about you very much. ]

It seemed that everyone around her thought that her breaking up was related to the misunderstanding in the Entrepreneurship Park. They felt that Mr. Chen's strong approach in the villa that night made her feel dissatisfied and rebellious.

But in her opinion, personalities can be adjusted over time, but the greatest despair is that they don’t know how to love each other.

Around eight o'clock in the evening, I received another video call from Josie.

She hung up hastily.

[Sorry Josie, I can't answer the call right now. What can I do for you? ]

Her physical and mental condition were not good, and she didn't want the boy to see her like this.

[Sister Ning had a fight with Daddy? ] he asked.

Liang Weining denied: [No. ]

After all, there is a whole age gap between us, and there are some things we can't talk about.

Josie exposed the truth: [I heard Dad and Uncle Ming talking in the study last night.]

Pokfulam Study Room.

Mr. Chen, who is so high and mighty, would talk about personal emotional issues with his housekeeper?
The credibility is not high.

[Sister Ning, do you like Daddy? 】

A sudden sentence.

Liang Weining was stunned.

Reply: [Little brat, don’t meddle in adults’ affairs, go to sleep. ]

[Who is the little brat? I am eleven years old.] The boy retorted.

Eleven years old is also young.

At this age, she also played in the mud.

However, the other party kept asking questions persistently and refused to give up until he got an answer tonight.

The air calmed down.

Looking at the chat interface, Liang Weining concentrated and held his breath, typing slowly: [Not just liking. ]

like.

It won't hurt.

Josie couldn't understand what "more than just" meant. She also didn't understand why two people who liked each other would quarrel.

Of course, this question can only be answered by Daddy.

Liang Weining had no idea what the boy was up to, so after he finished speaking, he urged him to put down his phone and go to bed because he had to get up early to go to school the next day.

Inevitably, the suppressed emotions always come violently in the dead of night. It was raining in the dream, and the man stood in front of her with an umbrella. The twilight drowned the gentle face. They were so close that they could hear each other's breathing and reach out to touch each other, but they were so far away that it seemed as if there was a mountain and a river between them.

When I woke up the next day, my pillow was soaked. I wiped my eyes with my hands, and my skin was stung by the dried tears.

Liang Weining took the phone and prepared to buy a humidifier online.

After thinking about it, I decided to forget it.

When I return to Hong Kong to move, I will have too many things to take with me. Should I give them away?

I checked my mailbox and found no news of my resignation except for the densely packed job titles.

In fact, she might have forgotten the time difference.

Get up, wash, pack and go to the company, and a new day begins.
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Nine o'clock at night, New York time.

Located in the CBD business center of Manhattan, the ZG Building, the top floor conference room is brightly lit.

The originally scheduled five-day trip was forcibly compressed to three days by the executive director for unknown reasons, resulting in the branch quarterly meeting being moved forward by sixteen hours.

Due to the rushed agenda, various departments were not well prepared and mistakes were inevitable.

From three o'clock in the afternoon until now, the person at the head of the conference table has been asking sharp questions and making strategic deployments one after another. The relevant persons in charge below are overwhelmed and sweating all the time. They really don't have a second to breathe.

Until the end, Assistant Xu sent an electronic tablet to clarify the IPO funds to be raised given in GeekTe's prospectus, and the relevant proposals were finally settled.

After the meeting, the second young master of the group was called to the director's office. Everyone knew clearly that he was going to be scolded.

The whole story can be traced back to a painting.

At six o'clock this morning, Chen Shaoan was hungover in the hotel and was woken up by a phone call from the housekeeper, who said that the boss had dropped into Atterbury Manor a few minutes ago and was standing in the study on the third floor, admiring his realistic classical painting of a lady hanging on the west wall.

Chen Shaoan woke up in shock from his dream, got up hurriedly and got dressed, suddenly feeling that something was wrong.

He had been prepared for his assets to be frozen again, but the result was unexpected. He rushed back in a hurry and saw the tall and handsome boss coming down from the third floor. He glanced at him when passing by and asked him to follow the car to the branch.

escape.

The painting was made at a huge cost, and only showed the back of a girl. It was hidden deep enough to deceive the world.

At least, that was what Chen Shaoan was holding on to at the time.

In the office, Chen Jingyuan stood in front of the French window with a cigarette between his fingers, flipping through the detailed flow of funds of Young Master Chen for the past two months.

Two minutes later, a bound file half a finger thick was thrown towards Chen Shaoan.

The force was so brutal that the hard edges left a shocking red blood mark on the side of the young master's face.

"Brother, I—"

Chen Shaoan spoke tremblingly, but was interrupted by the man in a calm voice, "If you feel tired of living, I can help you die in a hundred ways."

The atmosphere became suffocating.

The people behind him suddenly fell silent and lowered their heads, not daring to speak anymore.

After a while, Chen Jingyuan dialed the Hong Kong area number.

Chen Shaoan trembled with fear when he heard this, his heart sank to the bottom, and he knew that he was completely finished this time.

"Using paintings to cover up your tracks, falsifying the accounts, and dispersing the funds to thousands of accounts in San Francisco. Tell me, who gave you the idea?" Chen Jingyuan asked calmly.

Chen Shaoan swallowed and stammered, "Yes, I hired a financial planner."

Still lying.

"Last chance." The man leaned over, opened the drawer, and took out the COLT special-made gun. The silver-gray gun glowed with a cold light.

The pupils shrank sharply.

Chen Shaoan's legs went limp and he fell to his knees.

Just at this moment, the mobile phone on the table vibrated twice and a message came in.

From Pokfulam.

Josie: [Daddy, Sister Ning said she likes you, and there are pictures and evidence.]
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Uncle Ming sighed softly.

If it weren't for his old bones, the family would have fallen apart sooner or later.

When two adults fall in love, the whole family has to worry about it.

commit a sin.

The two people who don't have mouths will open their mouths in the future after suffering this lesson.