Mr. He's heart beats the world with his beauty

Chapter 139
The other party rolled his eyes angrily at her flexible words, left a sentence of "wait and see", and walked away angrily stepping on his high heels.

Pan Yue's management team and Qin Sheng are old friends, and they didn't treat Song Lan with kindness, at least they didn't make things difficult.

Song Lan's ability is outstanding, and she was selected as a full-time employee within a month, and began to conduct interviews alone.

The assistant who interviewed with her was a fellow intern, Xiao Leng, a boy who just graduated.

The two of them returned to the company after the interview. Xiao Leng was driving and exclaimed again and again: "Sister Lan, what you said just now is too awesome. Although we are both interns in the same class, I guess it will be better if we practice for another ten years." Not on you."

Song Lan smiled modestly: "I have worked a few years longer than you and have more work experience than you. When you work for a few more years, you will be better than me."

The two returned to Fanyue talking and laughing, and when they walked in, the head of the HR department came over and handed Song Lan a letter of dismissal.

"Sister Fang, what is this?"

Song Lan was stunned.

Sister Fang, the person in charge of the personnel department, said calmly: "You have been dismissed by Fanyue according to the order just issued by the company. Pack up your things quickly and leave."

"Sister Fang, what did I do wrong, why should I be fired, can you give me a reason, Sister Fang..."

Song Lan didn't understand why she went out for an interview and was fired when she came back.

She quickly caught up with Sister Fang, trying to get a reason.

Then I saw a tall and slender figure walking out of the CEO's office coldly, with a smile on his lips, as if he was careless.

The moment he saw that person, Song Lan suddenly understood everything.

Why was she fired, why did he never let her go no matter where she went.

She finally got a job, and just saw a glimmer of hope, but was brutally cut off by He Zhaozhi!

Why!
Song Lan threw the letter of resignation aside, walked straight up, and blocked He Chaozhi's way.

He Zhaozhi looked at the figure that suddenly appeared in front of him, and narrowed his eyes suddenly: "—Song Lan?"

"He Zhaozhi!"

After experiencing death, Song Lan became more courageous.

In Ye City, offending the He family would mean death anyway.

She can't escape.

But before she died, she had to ask He Zhaozhi——

In the end, why did you use these dirty methods to drag her into the quagmire again! ?

"He Zhaozhi, I know you hate me, you hate me, if you have anything to do, you come at me, threatening Panyue to fire me, what's the point, you can hit me, scold me, cut off your life, what's the fun in it? ?”

From her angry questioning, He Zhaozhi understood her purpose.

He clenched his teeth, pressed his tongue against his right cheek in displeasure, and said in a gloomy voice, "So you think I ordered you to be fired?"

"Isn't it? When you didn't come, I obviously worked very well here. When you came today, I was suddenly fired. There is no reason. Tell me why!"

Song Lan turned her head, her eyes were red, but she couldn't bear to shed a tear, showing weakness in public!

The thing she regrets the most in her life is not revenge on He Chaozhi, but not obeying her aunt's words and killing He Chaozhi in that mudslide!

Only then will there be endless troubles!
"If you want my life, you can take it directly. There is no need to tamper with my work. My father's recuperation expenses can only be provided by my salary. If you really want to kill me, I will not sit still! "

"Song Lan, calm down!"

He Zhaozhi's throat was so dry and itchy that he just wanted to smoke a cigarette to relieve his boredom.

Since Song Lan left him, his habit of only smoking one cigarette every three or two days has evolved into several cigarettes a day.

Only the strong smell of smoke can suppress his anger.

With a sullen face, he pinched Song Lan's jaw and forced her to look directly at him: "Do you really think that I, He Chaozhi, want to cut off a person's life, so I need to use such despicable tricks in secret? Let me tell you, Song Lan, I'm here to talk today. Project, I don't care if you work here or not!"

"Do you think I'll believe you if you say that? I ran into walls everywhere in the night city, and you refused to let me go in the nightclub. Isn't it all thanks to you, Young Master He?"

Song Lan smashed the jar, shook off He Chaozhi's hand, and took two steps back staggeringly.

"I'm not in the mood to play with you, He Chaozhi, either kill me or stop appearing in my life, I hate you!"

Song Lan took a deep look at He Zhaozhi, then turned and left.

There was no emotion in her eyes anymore, only red resentment.

He Zhaozhi's figure froze slightly, and he stood there silently for a long time, fidgeting out a cigarette, crushing and wringing it in his hand again.

He cursed in a low voice.

Zhou Qu and the few executives of Fanyue kept silent, for fear that they would recklessly step on this Young Master He who was on the verge of irritability, and would end up in pieces.

Their friendship with He Chaozhi is not as deep as that of Song Lan...

Fanyue's president Changjiang had just finished talking to the HR department about Song Lan's dismissal when the door of the office was slammed and kicked open forcefully.

Seeing He Chaozhi with a gloomy face, who looked like an envoy from hell, Mr. Jiang was so frightened that he couldn't hold the landline steady, and stood up tremblingly.

"Mr. He, didn't you just leave, why are you back..."

"You made Song Lan dismissed?" He Zhaozhi lowered his black eyes and stared at Mr. Jiang coldly.

Mr. Jiang was so frightened that his head was sweating, he took out the silk handkerchief from his bosom, and carefully tucked his forehead.

"Mr. He, look at what you said. Song Lan is the person Qin Sheng specifically confessed to. She has outstanding professional ability. How could we fire her?"

"Then what's going on?"

He Zhaozhi grabbed the dismissal letter and slapped it in front of Mr. Jiang.

"Explain to me?"

This is the dismissal letter Song Lan left just now.

Song Lan left in a hurry and didn't take anything with her.

Mr. Jiang glanced at the dismissal letter, secretly hating himself for dismissing Song Lan when He Chaozhi was still there...

The cold sweat on his forehead followed by turning on the faucet, flowing crazily.

"This, this, Mr. He, I don't dare to hide it, let me tell you the truth, it's... that lady's handwriting, and we, Pan Yue, are caught in the middle, and it's very embarrassing, I hope Mr. He will stop embarrassing us. "

……

Leaving from Fanyue alone, Song Lan didn't want anything, name tag, work permit, and letter of dismissal.

Anyway, it's all Panyue's and has nothing to do with her.

She was walking down the street in a daze, and she could only be thankful that the 50 she got in exchange for drinking and injury was still enough for her father's surgery fee in the next stage, otherwise, she would really be forced to die.

The sky suddenly began to rain, and it turned into a downpour in a blink of an eye.

Song Lan hurriedly looked for a place to hide from the rain, and strayed into the eaves of a restaurant.

She patted the soaked shirt, turned around, and saw a burning candle and roses in the glass window of the dining room.

This is the restaurant where He Zhaozhi proposed to her not long ago.

(End of this chapter)