For three years of marriage, Wen Liang failed to warm Fu Zheng's heart. When his first love returned, all she received was a divorce paper.
"If I had our child, would you still choose...
Chapter 125 You Can Call Me A Zheng
If it weren't for this incident, Wu Ling would have been doing very well in the branch.
But now, he would definitely not keep Wu Ling in Fu's anymore.
Wen Liang was not too surprised and said, "She is yours, you decide."
She suspected Wu Ling from the beginning.
Chu Siyi only creates some specious topics to stir up hype, which cannot be considered defamation, and Wen Liang can't do anything to her.
If the revelations are true, once Fu Zheng directly clarifies it, she will lose more than she gains.
Only Wu Ling would be so reckless, but because she likes Fu Zheng, she secretly draws all the attention to herself.
Fu Zheng slowly approached Wen Liang, stopped in front of her, raised his hand and gently touched the hair on her temples, and said softly, "I'm sorry."
In the matter of Wu Ling, he always owed her an apology.
If he had believed her at the beginning, perhaps none of these things would have happened later, and she would not have had to endure attacks and abuse from all sides on the Internet.
She did nothing wrong, but she lived like a rat in the gutter, hiding from the light, and everyone wanted to kill her as soon as she showed up.
Wen Liang subconsciously took a step back and lowered his eyes, "Mr. Fu."
If this sorry had come earlier, she might have been deeply moved.
"There's no one else here now, you can call me A Zheng."
Wen Liang's expression remained calm, and he simply said, "Boss Fu, I think what Director Gao said makes sense. Due to personal reasons, I have caused huge losses to the company. I cannot shirk my responsibility and cannot sit in this position with peace of mind. Therefore, I want to resign."
Fu Zheng frowned slightly, "It's my problem, it has nothing to do with you, just focus on your work and don't think too much."
Wenliang pursed his lips.
She didn't want to think too much.
But under such heavy pressure, her chest felt stuffy and she couldn't breathe.
Even in the company, wherever she went, she could sense the gazes falling on her, some probing, some watching, some contemptuous, some disdainful, some obscene...
She had used up all her strength to be able to report her work in front of everyone as if nothing had happened.
Does it really have nothing to do with her?
Then why do so many people scold her?
"...Or, why don't you go home and have a good rest for a few days?" Seeing that she didn't say anything, Fu Zheng suggested.
"Let's talk later. I'm going back first."
Wen Liang turned around.
"Let's go back to the old house on Saturday morning." Fu Zheng suddenly called her.
Wen Liang was stunned for a moment, then replied, "I remember."
Saturday was the death anniversary of Fu Zheng’s father Fu Rong and Fu Yue’s mother.
Watching Wen Liang's back disappear at the door, Fu Zheng stood there for a while, then turned and walked to the desk and dialed the internal line, "Ask Vice President Wu to see me."
Vice President Wu guessed that Fu Zheng was going to cause trouble for him, but he firmly believed that Fu Zheng could not find any evidence against him, so there was nothing to be afraid of. He walked into the office with his head held high.
"Boss Fu, what do you want from me?"
Fu Zheng sat on the sofa with his legs crossed, sipping his tea slowly. He glanced at the sofa opposite him and gestured to Vice President Wu, "Sit down."
"I didn't expect that President Fu would have such a refined taste!" Vice President Wu sat down opposite Fu Zheng.
Fu Zheng smiled faintly, "I won't beat around the bush. Here's a document. Vice President Wu, take a look. Do you have anything to say?"
As he spoke, he slowly pushed the folder in front of him to the opposite side.
The folder looked ordinary, with the usual blue color and no label.
But it was this ordinary folder that made Vice President Wu feel a little nervous.
He knew that Fu Zheng would never fight a battle without preparation, but he was not sure what the content was.
Vice President Wu slowly opened the folder and glanced through it. When he saw the familiar name, his face changed drastically. "Mr. Fu, there must be a misunderstanding here! Ah Jun is so honest, he couldn't have done this!"
"The evidence is clear, how could there be a misunderstanding? If Vice President Wu doesn't believe it, you can go ask Chen Genbao and your son in person!"
Vice President Wu's face turned pale.
Fu Zheng dared to say this, obviously he was confident.
Seeing that Vice President Wu remained silent, Fu Zheng continued, "As Director Gao mentioned, this news has severely impacted the company's reputation and stock, causing enormous losses. I will file civil and criminal lawsuits against Chen Genbao and Wu Jun for defamation and libel in my own name and the company's. Vice President Wu has always been responsible for the company, so I'm sure he will be very supportive."
The legal department of the Fu Group is no pushover.
In addition, this news has a huge and very bad impact. If Fu Zheng and the company win the case, Chen Genbao and Wu Jun will face huge amounts of compensation, not only will they lose everything, but they may even go to jail.
Moreover, defamation and libel are private prosecution cases. Even if Vice President Wu knew that Wu Jun's actions must have been instructed by Wu Ling, Fu Zheng did not sue Wu Ling or forgave Wu Ling, so the only one who could be held responsible was Wu Jun.
At this moment, Vice President Wu couldn't help but regret helping Wu Ling, the ungrateful person.
She had gone so crazy that she had lost her mind, and was afraid that Vice President Wu would give up on her, so she deliberately dragged Wu Jun into the water.
Vice President Wu remained calm and asked, "If that's the case, then let's be frank. You and Wen Liang are having an affair, isn't that a fact? Can President Fu guarantee that you'll win the case?"
Fu Zheng leaned against the sofa, a look of confidence between his brows, "Since Vice President Wu doesn't believe it, let's give it a try!"
Vice President Wu fell silent, seemingly weighing the pros and cons.
"You have two options now."
"First, bet on me losing the case. The risk is high, but the reward is huge. If I lose, Wu Jun will face huge compensation and imprisonment. I have asked someone to verify all the assets under Wu Jun's name. Temporary transfer is not feasible."
"Secondly, if you voluntarily resign from the board of directors and apologize to Wen Liang for instructing the police to target him, I will forgive Wu Jun."
"Since Wu Ling dared to do this, she might have evidence to turn against Wu Jun and accuse him of being the mastermind. Vice President Wu needs to think this through."
With the letter of understanding, Wu Jun's responsibility can be reduced. He may still need to pay certain compensation, but he will avoid the risk of going to jail.
At this point, Fu Zheng also needs to thank Wu Ling for involving Wu Jun, giving him the conditions to control Vice President Wu!
Otherwise, if Vice President Wu is to be removed, a proposal for dismissal must be made at the board meeting.
Vice President Wu's face turned pale, then blue, like a dyeing room. In the end, he didn't dare to take the risk. "I choose the second option."
He worked his way up from the bottom to the position of deputy general manager. If he had stayed for a few more years, he might have been able to get some scattered shares and become a small shareholder. But who knew that in the end he would have to resign on his own initiative!
He is unwilling to accept it!
But Wu Jun is his only son. If he really goes to jail, his life will be ruined!
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"Boss Fu, Director Wen's phone has been retrieved. Should we send it to her, or..."
Just now, the police took Wen Liang's work phone back to the station to collect evidence on the harassers' phone numbers. There were some internal company documents in it that could not be disclosed, so Special Assistant Yang followed him to the police station.
"Put it here with me."
"Yes." Special Assistant Yang put the phone on the table and left the office.
Fu Zheng paused for a few seconds, picked up his phone and turned it on.
After entering the password and opening the list of all text messages, he saw the sentence at a glance - Wen Liang, go to hell!