His face turned pale, but he was helpless.

But the resentment in his heart was hard to dispel, and Fu Chen could only curse in a low voice in the direction where Secretary Chen left: "Dogleg!"

"Mr. Fu, talking about others behind their backs is not what a normal person does." A slightly sarcastic voice sounded.

Fu Chen turned his head suddenly and saw Manager Song standing behind him with a gloomy expression.

"Manager Song?" Fu Chen narrowed his eyes and asked unkindly, "Are you eavesdropping on other people's conversations?"

Manager Song sneered and walked over to sit across from Fu Chen. "I heard it openly, how can you call it 'eavesdropping'?"

He looked at Fu Chen with sharp eyes and said, "But President Fu seems to be very disrespectful to President Ning's secretary?"

Fu Chen sneered and glanced in the direction of Secretary Chen's office with disdain.

"A lackey who betrayed his master is worthy of respect?"

Manager Song's expression instantly turned cold, and his tone deepened: "Secretary Chen is now Mr. Ning's subordinate. It is really rude of Mr. Fu to slander him in front of outsiders."

Fu Chen seemed to have heard a joke. He raised his head and laughed a few times, but his eyes were cold.

"Grace? Manager Song, why are you pretending to be such a gentleman?" He said with contempt, full of sarcasm, "Do you think I can't see it? You approached Ning Nanxue just to take advantage of her beauty and the power of the Ning Group!"

Manager Song's face turned pale. He stood up suddenly, put his hands on the table, leaned forward, and approached Fu Chen.

"Fu Chen, please be respectful!" His voice was low and angry. "Nan Xue and I are innocent. Unlike some people, they have dirty thoughts that cannot be seen in public!"

Fu Chen was not afraid at all. He stood up and confronted Manager Song head-on, neither of them giving in.

"Clear and innocent?" Fu Chen sneered, his eyes full of mockery. "I'm afraid you're the only one who believes this? Manager Song, don't think I don't know what you're thinking! Ning Nanxue is in power now, and you want to take advantage of this opportunity to get promoted. You really have a good plan!"

"Despicable!" Manager Song scolded, anger burning in his eyes.

The two were on edge, the atmosphere was extremely tense, as if a physical conflict was about to break out at any second.

"What are you doing?" A cold voice came with a hint of displeasure.

Ning Nanxue finished dealing with the details of the cooperation plan and returned to the office. As soon as she got out of the elevator, she saw two people in the corridor who were on edge, and she couldn't help but frown.

When Fu Chen saw Ning Nanxue appear, a look of pride instantly appeared on his face, as if he had found a backer.

"Nanxue, you're here just in time!" He said in an exaggerated tone, as if he had suffered a great injustice, "Manager Song..."

Ning Nanxue raised her hand to stop Fu Chen from saying anything else, and turned to Manager Song with a questioning look.

Manager Song took a deep breath, suppressed his anger, and explained the whole story in a concise and concise manner.

After hearing this, Ning Nanxue frowned slightly, and her eyes turned cold when she looked at Fu Chen.

Fu Chen was still feeling smug, thinking that Ning Nanxue would stand on his side and accuse Manager Song of meddling in his affairs.

"Mr. Fu." Ning Nanxue spoke, her voice cold and without a trace of warmth.

Fu Chen's smile froze on his face, and he vaguely felt something was wrong.

"Mr. Fu seems to be very free?" Ning Nanxue said in a stern tone with a hint of anger.

Fu Chen was stunned and didn't react for a moment.

"Instead of wasting time here speaking rudely to my subordinates, Mr. Fu should reflect on himself."

Ning Nanxue's tone was icy, and she criticized without hesitation, "The Fu Group is in a mess right now. Mr. Fu, as the former president, isn't trying to find a way to solve the problem, but is instead being jealous here. It's ridiculous!"

Fu Chen's face turned pale in an instant, as if he had been slapped in public and lost face.

"Nanxue, I..." He tried to explain, but his voice was a little weak.

Ning Nanxue didn't give him a chance at all and continued, "Mr. Fu, times have changed. It's useless to just talk."

She said with a warning tone, "Instead of focusing on these boring things, it's better to improve your professional skills to avoid being eliminated by the times in the future!"

Fu Chen was scolded in public by Ning Nanxue. His face turned pale and blue, shame and anger surged in his heart, and his hatred for Manager Song deepened.

But on the surface, he could only suppress his anger and said humbly: "Nanxue, I know I was wrong, please don't be angry."

Ning Nanxue glanced at him coldly, ignored him, turned to Manager Song and said, "Boss Song, I'm sorry to have made a fool of myself. Let's get back to work."

Manager Song nodded, looked at Fu Chen with a hint of worry in his eyes, and followed Ning Nanxue back to the office.

Fu Chen stood there alone, his face terribly gloomy and a sinister aura emanating from his body.

"Ning Nanxue, Manager Song..." He gritted his teeth, his voice seeming to be squeezed out from between his teeth, "Just wait for me!"

In the dilapidated rental house, Xu Zhiru curled up in a dark corner, with empty eyes and a haggard appearance.

Ever since she was kicked out of the Fu family, she has been living a destitute life and her spirit is almost broken.

The room was full of garbage and smelled bad, completely different from her once glamorous image.

Xu Zhiru stared out the window blankly, feeling confused and desperate about the future.

But there is one person she can never let go of in her heart, that is her long-missing brother Xu Zhao.

"Azhao, where are you? Are you okay?" She murmured to herself, her voice hoarse, filled with worry and longing.

Just when Xu Zhiru was completely desperate, the old cell phone placed beside her suddenly vibrated.

Xu Zhiru felt like she was electrocuted and suddenly grabbed her phone. A text message from an unfamiliar number appeared on the screen.

She hesitated for a moment, then opened the text message with trembling fingers.

"Sis, I'm safe. I'll be back soon. Take care of yourself. If you get into any trouble, tell me when I get back."

Just a few words made Xu Zhiru burst into tears.

It’s Xu Zhao! It’s really Xu Zhao!

She couldn't believe her eyes and looked at the text message over and over again, fearing that it was an illusion.

After confirming that the text message was genuine, Xu Zhiru trembled with excitement, and a glimmer of hope was rekindled in her desperate heart.

"Azhao! Is that you? Where are you? How are you?"

"Azhao, where have you been these days? At least tell me!"

Now the only one she can rely on is Xu Zhao!

Xu Zhiru tightly grasped her cell phone and replied to text messages incoherently, eager to know the specific situation and whereabouts of her brother.

However, after the text message was sent, the other party never responded again.

Xu Zhiru waited anxiously, refreshing her phone screen over and over again, but she never received a reply from Xu Zhao.

Excitement and joy were gradually replaced by uneasiness and anxiety, and Xu Zhiru's heart was filled with complicated emotions.

At this time, Xu Zhao was on the plane returning to China.