Chapter 7 I Can't Let Him Give Birth

Fu Zheng looked at her expressionlessly, then at Wu Ling, his whole body emitting an icy chill: "You two are really in a good mood. As directors, you quarreled and fought in front of the employees. Is this how you set an example? What do you think of the company?"

The employees hurriedly retracted their necks and only dared to take a quick glance.

Wu Ling said confidently, "Boss Fu, I was working perfectly fine when Director Wen suddenly rushed over and started making a scene, even hitting me without any reason. How can someone like that be qualified to be a brand director..."

Fu Zheng's gaze fell on Wen Liang, and his tone was cold, "Apologize."

Wen Liang took a deep breath and clenched his fists tightly. "After Director Wu apologizes to me, I will apologize to her!"

As a director, she beat someone in the company. It was wrong for her to do that, but she did not regret it.

She will bear the consequences, provided that Wu Ling apologizes to her first.

Wu Ling looked at Fu Zheng aggrievedly, "Mr. Fu, I don't know what I did wrong..."

Wen Liang was about to retort when Fu Zheng interrupted her, "Apologize!"

The voice was strong and resolute, and it brooked no refusal.

Wen Liang looked up in disbelief, her eyes sore as she looked at his cold face.

He didn't even ask what the facts were.

Fu Zheng's Adam's apple rolled up and down slightly, "I say it again, I apologize."

Wen Liang dug his fingernails into the flesh of his palm, suppressing his trembling. He looked at Wu Ling unwillingly and squeezed out a few words from his throat, "Director Wu, I'm sorry."

Wu Ling smiled smugly, "Director Wen, this won't happen again."

"However, Director Wu, would you like to explain why you want to change the product spokesperson?" Wen Liang asked coldly.

Wu Ling smiled and looked at Fu Zheng, "Of course it was President Fu who asked to change it."

Wen Liang was stunned and looked at Fu Zheng in surprise.

Fu Zheng did not deny it, turned around and strode towards the president's office, "Director Wen, come to my office."

Wen Liang took a deep breath, glanced at Wu Ling coldly, and followed.

President's Office.

Wen Liang followed closely behind and pushed the door open, "Boss Fu, why do you want to replace Lin Yanran?"

Fu Zheng sat down behind his desk and glanced at Wen Liang calmly without answering. "How's the divorce agreement going?"

Wen Liang froze, and every breath he took was taken with all his might. "I've been busy these past two days and haven't had time to watch it. Since Mr. Fu is so anxious, I'll watch it tonight."

Fu Zheng paused, looked at Wen Liang gravely, and said with increased emphasis, "Okay."

Wen Liang felt even more bitter when she heard his decisive response. "If... I mean if... we had a child, would you still insist on getting a divorce?"

Fu Zheng said coldly: "There is no such if. Even if there is, I can't let him give birth to it."

"……I see."

Wen Liang's breath hitched, and he just wanted to quickly resolve the matter and leave. "Boss Fu, didn't you already approve the plan? Why did you replace Lin Yanran?"

How could such a small matter be worthy of the intervention of President Fu?

"I have my reasons for replacing her."

Wen Liang said frankly, "Since the day MQ was founded, I have been in charge. President Fu has basically never interfered with the development of MQ. Now that President Fu wants to replace him, he should discuss it with me no matter what."

He could easily change the spokesperson with a single word, but he failed to appease Lin Yanran. She and her staff were tasked with redesigning the advertising plan and placement strategy around the new spokesperson, coordinating the spokesperson's photographer's schedule, and so on. The brand's direction and promotional plans also had to be adjusted accordingly.

Fu Zheng leaned back in his chair, crossed his legs, and said, "Switch to Siyi."

Wen Liang's brain was buzzing like a hammer blow, and everything went blank. It took him a long time to come back to his senses. He asked blankly, "Change it to Chu Siyi?"

"Yes." Fu Zheng curled his fingers and tapped on the table. "Siyi is going back to China to develop her career, and she needs this endorsement to get her started."

Wen Liang took a deep breath and felt as if even the air had turned into a sharp blade, cutting her heart and lungs with severe pain.