Chapter 203 Take the initiative
The next day, the sky turned pale and Liang Weining woke up in shock.

I dreamed that I fell off a cliff and my boss committed suicide with me.

What a melodramatic plot.

I took my phone and looked at it. It was not yet six o'clock. There was a missed call in the early morning. It was from Mr. Chen.

Without any suspicion, he immediately called back.

The next second, I suddenly realized that he might still be sleeping, and hung up in a hurry.

And so, I endured patiently until seven o'clock.

Today is a working day, and several high-rollers in the department group have specifically @ed her to inquire about the pricing range of the new products that are about to be launched.

There are only two hours left before the suspension.

Liang Weining tried his best to stay at his post until the last moment.

After explaining the work matters, he got up, washed, packed his things, pushed his suitcase downstairs, and moved back to Xiangyue Mansion.

Ajian appeared at the right time.

She asked suspiciously: "Where are you staying tonight?"

“Nearby hotel.”

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There is no need to do so.

Twenty minutes later, the car drove into the Xiangyue Mansion garage, and the girl walked briskly into the elevator and went upstairs.

Enter the hallway via fingerprint.

I wanted to give someone a surprise, but when I went from the bedroom to the study and then to the bathroom, I found that the whole house was empty.

Boss, you're going out so early?

I called again unwillingly, but was told the phone was turned off.

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Outrageous.

From last night till now, I feel like my boyfriend and I are in two parallel universes.

Private message to Xu Zhou: [Do you have any schedule this morning? His phone is turned off.]

Again, the news fell on deaf ears.

It was not until around nine o'clock that the other party replied: [I returned to Hong Kong temporarily and took a passenger plane, so the communication was not smooth. ]

Passenger plane returns to Hong Kong.

No wonder.

[When can I return to Beijing? ] she asked.

Xu Zhou said: [Estimated three days, not sure yet.]

I felt lost instantly.

Unexpectedly, I came back empty-handed.

I thought that after all this time, the boss would at least take the initiative to contact her when he had time.

As a result, I waited for the whole morning but there was no news.

What's even more strange is that someone said he would be suspended from his job, but in fact he did not notify the Human Resources Department to issue a public notice.

The work that needed to be done was done in an orderly manner, and nothing was left out.

A typical example is working from home in disguise, and everyone even thought she was taking her annual leave in advance.

So outrageous.

So the question is, should the salary be calculated based on vacation or normal attendance?
As a humble office worker, the first thing I think of is money.

Her clear eyes turned slightly.

Could it be that last night, Xu Zhou reported her crying to the boss, and the latter couldn't bear it and decided to show mercy?
Ashamed.

Would he mistakenly think that she was using a self-torture tactic?

I swear on my face, absolutely not.

If I had known this, I should have rushed back overnight.

Looking at the empty living room, Liang Weining fell into regret again.

Around three o'clock in the afternoon, I received an unexpected call from Xin Yunzhou.

I took my phone and walked out to the terrace, tightened my home coat, and pressed the answer button.

The other party's slightly depressed voice came, "Sorry, Junior Sister."

"unnecessary."

Liang Weining said softly, "Betty has resigned voluntarily. She can't provide evidence of your instigation, and I don't intend to pursue her legal responsibility. This matter is completely over. From now on, don't call me Junior Sister anymore. We are not familiar with each other."

So heartless.

That's the girl's temperament.

Be clear about what you love and hate.

Realizing that she was about to hang up, Xin Yunzhou hurriedly said, "Can I have a few more words?"

Without waiting for the other party to agree, "Regarding Director Zhuang's last proposal, I will definitely persuade Shen Fu to sign. I would like to ask my junior sister to help me negotiate with Mr. Chen for the sake of our past alumni, and ask if the withdrawal date can be postponed for a few more days."

As Xin Yunzhou finished speaking, the phone next to his ear was suddenly snatched away.

He turned his head subconsciously and met Shen Fu's emotionless eyes.

He lowered his eyes to the call interface and hung up.

There was a busy tone inside.

Liang Weining looked away, his mind completely confused.

On the other side, there is a stalemate.

The two stood face to face, neither of them spoke, and the atmosphere was extremely depressing.

This state lasted for fifteen minutes.

Seeing that the man was still stubborn, Xin Yunzhou finally couldn't help it.

Rolling up her sleeves, she argued with him: "Shen Fu, please don't be so selfish. Just for a woman, you two have already broken up!

Sell ​​Xiwei to Zhonggang, use the money, and resume "Digital Life". Everyone is willing to follow you, what are you worried about? "

Two seconds of silence.

The person in front of him slowly opened his eyes, his dark eyes were deep and bottomless.

"There is still more than a month left before the contract expires, so let's delay it for now," said Shen Fu.

No.

Xin Yunzhou was confused: "Will delaying the problem be resolved?"

"Have you ever thought about how much Xiwei would still be worth if Director Zhuang withdraws his investment and products when the contract expires?"

In a hurry, his tone was inevitably raised, "If you really reach the end of your rope, you can return to Rongcheng to inherit the family business, but what about the others who fought with you? What did they have? They will have nothing!"

The 'they' here naturally includes Xin Yunzhou himself.

The air became completely silent.

No one would feel good if their vital points were touched.

half an hour.

Shen Fu slowly brought the cigarette to his lips, picked up the lighter and lit it, his voice so faint that it was almost invisible, "I will go back during the Spring Festival and bow to my father."

what.

Xin Yunzhou was slow to react.

"Borrow money," he added.

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That night, Liang Weining tossed and turned in bed, staring at his phone which had been silent all day. He closed his eyes and decided to take the initiative.

Log in to your account and browse flights to Hong Kong area within the past 24 hours.

Without any warning, they acted secretly, aiming to catch the enemy by surprise.

So, I got up in the middle of the night and packed my luggage.

Make it to the next day.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, Liang Weining went downstairs on time.

Coincidentally, as soon as I walked out of the elevator, I received a call from Special Assistant Xu.

Press Answer.

The content of the call was simple.

The mastermind behind the incident provided by the patient's family has been identified as Lin, the former marketing director of the headquarters.

When Liang Weining heard the other person's name at first, he didn't even have any impression of it.

Former Marketing Director?

Marketing Department.
The next moment, he came back to his senses.

Because she exposed him in public for taking bribes in the bidding last year, he held a grudge against her. Unexpectedly, after being imprisoned for half a year, the cancer was released and started to stir up trouble again.

But, how can a prisoner come up with such a huge sum of money?
Liang Weining didn't care about it. He thought that with Special Assistant Xu in charge of this matter, the person behind the scenes would be eradicated.

But Xu Zhou only knew that the master might want to "kill them all" this time.

Before hanging up.

Faintly hearing the rolling sound of the suitcase's universal wheels, Xu Zhou asked in surprise, "Are you going on a long journey?"

Walk lightly.

"No, I was sleeping." The little girl lied seriously with her eyes open.

go to bed
Xu Zhou raised his eyebrows and silently looked through the central rearview mirror at the gentleman who was resting with his eyes closed in the back seat.

At this time, the black business car had passed the guard booth and slowly drove into the Xiangyue Mansion garage.

Liang Weining was halfway there when he noticed car lights shining from the front to the side.

Subconsciously tilt your head.

The business car came closer and closer, and gradually, the familiar license plate numbers came into view.

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