Chapter 177 It's Really Damn
Li Wanying didn't hesitate, now the entire Gaojing Entertainment belongs to Fu Yaoxing, not to mention an office.

She took Fu Yaoxing and Jiang Tang out of the conference room.

As for the remaining two in the room, no one would care about them.

After Li Dong's death, although Xu Jianren exercised the right to act as the chairman, he was only the general manager in name and was not eligible to enjoy this office.

After Li Wanying pushed open the glass door of the chairman's office, her body seemed to press the pause button, and she stared blankly at the direction of the desk.

There were tears in his eyes, and even though he tilted his head up and wanted to hold back the tears, he couldn't control the flow.

Jiang Tang handed her a tissue.

Li Wanying took it, wiped away her tears, and said in a choked voice: "I'm sorry, Miss Fu, this place has always remained the same as when my father was alive, I couldn't hold back for a while..."

Fu Yaoxing took a pen from the pen holder and turned it with one hand, "Mrs. Xu, you haven't been here for a long time, right?"

The five fingers were dexterously flying, and a pen was played with many tricks between her fingers.

Li Wanying lowered her head, a little embarrassed to speak.

When I looked up again, tears came out again.

"Yes, I'm sorry for my father. At the beginning, my father knew that I couldn't conceive and felt that the Li family was going to die, so he couldn't afford it. Seeing things and thinking about people, dare not step into the company, that's why Xu Jianren and the others are allowed to do so many evil things, I am the real culprit..."

The more Li Wanying spoke, the more excited she became, and she couldn't cry anymore.

Fu Yaoxing threw the pen into the air and caught it with his backhand.

"Hearing you say that, it's really damn good."

Li Wanying cried more and more fiercely, almost out of breath, and finally squatted on the ground, and stood up with two red and swollen eyes after her emotions calmed down.

Her face was gray and defeated, and a cloud of lifelessness lingered on her body.

Jiang Tang's complexion changed, and Li Wanying's appearance seemed wrong.

She is trying to commit suicide!

"Shake..."

Jiang Tang reminded Fu Yaoxing not to continue provoking her any longer. If Li Wanying really couldn't think of doing something extreme, wouldn't Fu Yaoxing want to take his life for nothing?
But Fu Yaoxing didn't seem to care about this, and his words were even sharper.

"Want to die? Would your father be willing to see you?"

Li Wanying's face was as pale as paper, and the pain expanded in her eyes, almost turning into real ruptured eyeballs.

It can be guessed that her spirit is close to collapse now.

"Shake!" Jiang Tang's voice was a little louder and more severe this time.

She knew that Fu Yaoxing's character was somewhat paranoid, even pathological, but she didn't want Fu Yaoxing to do such things as forcing people to commit suicide or crushing other people's spirits.

Not because of others, but because of Fu Yaoxing.

The abyss was too dark and long, and she didn't want her wobble to fall into it.

Fu Yaoxing threw the pen back into the pen container, walked behind the desk, and pushed the swivel chair towards Li Wanying.

Li Wanying's already precarious body was knocked down to the ground.

She didn't get up, lying on the ground like a fish on the verge of suffocation.

"Don't you want to change all of this?"

Li Wanying mechanically turned her head to look at her, opened and closed her mouth, and it took a long time to make a sound.

"Am I alright?"

Fu Yaoxing put his finger on the armrest of the swivel chair and tapped methodically.

"The decision is in your hands. All I can do is give you this chair. Whether you want to sit or not, and whether you want to sit firmly or not are all things you should consider."

(End of this chapter)

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