Dear Mr. Shi

Turned around, returned to his office chair and sat down, coldly pursing his lips, his eyes gradually became deeper and tighter

Song Qinghuan shook his head, very excited: "No, this is definitely not what I want, I don't want Li Wei to leave, you keep her!"

Shi Yuhan's face sank: "What do you think of Times Group?"

Song Qinghuan replied seriously and solemnly: "I treat it as a company, but Li Wei was not wrong about today's affairs. She is serious at work and wants to do this thing well, so she shouldn't just because of this little thing. Dismissed, if someone really wants to leave, then you let me go!"

Of course she didn't want to leave, saying that was just angrily.

Shi Yuhanbing stared at her sharply, naturally able to see through her little thoughts.

He coldly curled his lips and looked at her with a deep meaning: "If she doesn't leave, you will never go to the finance department. Do you still have to choose this way?"

Song Qinghuan replied, "I didn't even think about it. I'm going to the finance department."

But in fact, this was her disobedience, she wanted to go, and had always wanted to go before.

Song Qinghuan looked sometimes dull and cute, but she was a wise woman.

After this incident, she knew very well that now she absolutely cannot go to work in the finance department.

Because it is useless to go, it may be counterproductive. Zhao Jinping will stare at her to death, and she doesn't have the opportunity to launch any investigation.

It is different for Li Wei to stay. If Li Wei does not leave, she will thank herself.

And through her, she can know a lot of things, and those things may not be discovered through investigation.

Shi Yuhan didn't say anything, and slightly squinted his deep eyes to look at her, seeing Song Qinghuan's heart beating in a panic and guilty, for fear that his little secret would be discovered.

After watching for a while, Shi Yuhan spit out two words coldly: "If you go or not, nothing will change."

Song Qinghuan glared at him: "Why?"

"Go out," Yuhan's tone was light, and he looked down at his file again: "Remember what I said to you."

Song Qinghuan frowned, thought for a while, and pleaded softly: "Shi Yuhan, please beg you, for my face, can you tell Director Zhao not to dismiss Li Wei, please!"

"Your face?" Shi Yuhan raised his eyes again, the corners of his lips still sneered, and then leaned back lazily, lightly sarcastically: "Song Qinghuan, who do you think you are? You really think you are when you are against the cold. His wife, huh?!"

Song Qinghuan suddenly stiffened, and his body was like an ice cellar, suddenly cold.

She didn't say anything, just turned and left the president's room.

As soon as she closed the door, her tears fell out. Chen Tian was sitting in the assistant's room next to him, and when he saw Song Qinghuan crying, he was slightly surprised: "Madam, you..."

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