Unexpectedly, Song Hengjue shook his head: "This is none of your business. Didn't the head office call a few days ago? Think about it, do you want to come back to Hai Province with me or stay here with her? I won't force you."
Tang Bainian was about to be promoted to the position of mayor. Song Hengjue did not believe that the city's newspapers would dare to publish Tang Bainian's private life in the newspaper. Either someone at the provincial level or above was trying to get Tang Bainian, but Song Hengjue was more convinced that Tang Bainian had brought this on himself.
Even if he slapped the evidence of Tang Bainian framing him in Yang Qingheng's face, what difference would it make? Given how tolerant that woman is of Tang Bainian, she wouldn't blame him at all. He would just be humiliating himself in front of them.
Seriously, bro, are you serious?
Fang Nan was stunned. He had even planned to return to Hai Province. Had Song Hengjue gone mad? His two salaries were now completely gone.
The thought of his income returning to square one filled Fang Nan with a grimace; it was worse than having his own flesh cut off.
He thought it was just an angry remark, but to his surprise, Song Hengjue didn't mention Yang Qingheng once in the next few days. He was either working or socializing all day long, and he could even see a smile on his face from time to time. He was just like he was when he was with Yang Qingheng, as normal as could be.
He wasn't even sad anymore; he was determined to break up with Yang Qingheng.
Fang Nan submitted his resignation a few days later and returned to Boxiang.
His house and everything else are in Hai Province. He has seen how much Song Hengjue has helped him in recent years. If Song Hengjue insists on going back to Hai Province, he will eventually go back with him.
Song Hengjue has been acting too normally lately, and even his secretary in the office has noticed. Mo Yao caught up with Fang Nan during lunch and whispered furtively, "Fang Nan, tell me honestly, what's wrong with President Song? He looks kind of scary."
"You guys used to complain about him not coming to work every day, but now that he's here, aren't you happy? You take all the documents to him for signature, he's so bored. He just asked me if it's been a long time since we had a meeting," Fang Nan said.
"Happy my foot." After spending half a year with him, Mo Yao knew how strange Song Hengjue's temper was. His most abnormal moments were when he was normal. She wasn't afraid of his antics, but she was afraid of him being quiet and then suddenly giving them a huge shock.
Fang Nan's eyes darted around, and before he could think of what to say, Song Hengjue's voice came from inside the office: "Fang Nan, come in."
Fang Nan trembled with fright, almost thinking that Song Hengjue had heard him, and rushed in without stopping: "My sir, what's wrong with you now?"
Song Hengjue closed the drawer: "I can't find my schedule. What are my plans for this afternoon?"
Fang Nan quickly took out the schedule from a folder: "You don't have any plans this afternoon. If you're not in a good mood, you can go back and rest. All the meetings are tomorrow."
"I seem to remember having dinner appointments this afternoon," Song Hengjue asked.
Fang Nan said, "General Manager Xu from Tianchang Company invited you to dinner, but last time you said that blind date banquets with a clear purpose are meaningless, so I declined on your behalf."
That old man clearly wasn't just looking to discuss cooperation; he obviously wanted to invite Song Hengjue out so he could introduce his daughter to him.
“Tell him I’ll be there on time this afternoon.” Song Hengjue stood up.
“Okay, I’ll tell him not to come…” Fang Nan answered subconsciously, then almost choked on his saliva when he came to his senses. “You’re going? This is a blind date banquet.”
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