Wen Shichu shook his head: "Madam has never tried to bribe me... Because of you, Madam is now deliberately distancing herself from me."
Wen Shichu spoke the last sentence very softly, as if he were complaining, but it was just enough for Leng Zong to hear.
Leng Linli narrowed his eyes: "Then you'll speak up for her?"
Upon hearing that it wasn't Yan Zhi who arranged it, Leng Linli felt a moment of disappointment.
Wen Shichu lowered his head and looked meek, but his face showed a hint of determination: "I just feel that Madam is not the kind of person you described. She only speaks well of you in front of the old lady."
Leng Linli's eyes flashed sharply, a hint of displeasure crossing his mind: "She doesn't seem like it, and she isn't her, are two different things. Anyone can flatter."
"Since you're so certain, what are you agonizing over now?" Wen Shichu asked incisively.
Leng Linli was momentarily speechless: "I just... still have some things I haven't figured out yet."
"Having followed you for so long, this is the first time I've seen you like this, Mr. Leng, who doesn't seem to know what he's thinking. This is the first time I've ever seen you like this."
Wen Shichu saw things more clearly than Leng Linli. After all, he had been with Leng Linli for almost six years. From his perspective as an outsider, Yan Zhi had always been special to President Leng, even if President Leng himself refused to admit it.
Wen Shichu sighed inwardly. Sure enough, President Leng's inner conflict wasn't so easy to resolve!
Hopefully, Mr. Leng won't regret his stubbornness today!
As soon as Wen Shichu left President Leng's office, the phone rang. It was HR calling: "Assistant Wen, you previously told us to keep a close eye on Yan Zhi. This morning she submitted her resignation letter."
Upon hearing this news, Wen Shichu felt a sharp pain between his brows. His seven-day trip to Europe was probably off the table again. If President Leng found out, he might just tear the company apart!
Wen Shichu's heart was churning with turmoil, but he still said calmly, "Don't accept it for now. If necessary, we'll take legal action."
The voice on the other end of the phone sounded troubled: "...Assistant Wen, Yan Zhi said she'll give the company a month to find a new secretary. She'll hand over her work within that month and then leave. We... can't find any other faults with her."
Wen Shichu frowned slightly. He had originally intended to use legal procedures to put pressure on Yan Zhi, but he hadn't expected her to consider the matter of resigning so thoroughly.
It seems Yan Zhi has given this matter considerable thought. If she's truly determined to leave, I'm afraid President Leng...
Sigh... Sure enough, you can't sleep in the same bed with two different kinds of people. Both of them are incredibly stubborn, and neither of them is easy for him to handle.
Wen Shichu rubbed his forehead: "Reject her resignation letter first, and let her get approval from her direct supervisor."
Wen Shichu hung up the phone and subconsciously glanced at Yan Zhi sitting at her workstation. She was no different from usual, as gentle and poised as ever, as if the phone call he had just received was just an illusion.
Perhaps Wen Shichu's gaze was too obvious, because Yan Zhi happened to look up in his direction at that moment. When their eyes met, Wen Shichu was slightly taken aback. Before he could react, Yan Zhi nodded and smiled at him, this time without deliberately avoiding him.
Yan Zhi's lips curved into a smile, serene and natural, exuding an air of nonchalance. If he hadn't just received a call from HR, Wen Shichu would never have guessed that she was about to resign.
Wen Shichu nodded and smiled, returning Yan Zhi's goodwill, and then left the president's office at a brisk pace. He knew that another bloody storm was about to break out, so it was safer for him to stay away.
A few minutes later, Yan Zhi received a call from HR rejecting her resignation: "I'm sorry, Secretary Yan, you are the president's secretary. If you want to resign, you need your direct supervisor's signature. This is Leng's rule."
The so-called direct supervisor mentioned by HR is Leng Linli.
Resignation is a minor matter, and generally speaking, it doesn't require Leng Linli's personal signature. If every employee of Leng Corporation had to come to President Leng to resign, how could he possibly manage?
Of course, the Leng family is big, the Leng family is beautiful, the Leng family has many opportunities, the Leng family has many development opportunities, and the Leng family earns a lot. There's no need for her to say it. There aren't many people like her who are so ungrateful and want to resign.
Yan Zhi smiled faintly, not wanting to make things difficult for the personnel department, and reprinted her resignation letter before walking into Leng Linli's office.
Yan Zhi placed the resignation letter on Leng Linli's desk and smiled politely: "Mr. Leng, this is my recent work plan. Please take a moment to sign it."
When Leng Linli caught a glimpse of the two large characters for "resignation," he felt a sudden tightness in his chest and became furious.
His face was dark and gloomy, his eyes were bloodshot, and his cold voice was filled with anger: "First you brought up divorce, and today you brought up resignation. Mrs. Leng, what else do you want?"
Judging from Leng Linli's expression at this moment, he probably doesn't know that she has already submitted her resignation letter to the human resources department. Yan Zhi deduces that the reason her resignation letter was rejected is not because of Leng Linli.
So... it's highly likely that he's Leng Linli's capable assistant—Assistant Wen.
No wonder Assistant Wen was looking at her so meaningfully just now; he was planning to plot against her.
Leng Linli almost pinched his philtrum to save himself. This woman dared to resign; she was simply audacious!
Does she really think he wouldn't dare do anything to her?
Leng Linli's expression was unfriendly as he stared intently at Yan Zhi, his cold gaze seeming to want to pierce her with his own.
Yan Zhi looked at Leng Linli's gloomy face. Who had delayed his freedom of flight so early in the morning?
Yan Zhi met Leng's cold and sharp gaze without flinching, her smile gentle and nonchalant: "President Leng, as you can see, I'm here to resign."
When Yan Zhi mentioned it again, veins bulged on Leng Linli's forehead. He suppressed his anger, clenched his fists, and bit his cheekbone: "The reason?"
"I'm tired," Yan Zhi replied calmly.
“I’ll give you annual leave,” Leng Linli said.
Yan Zhi smiled faintly and shook her head.
“I grant you a paid extended leave,” Leng Linli said again.
Yan Zhi smiled faintly, unmoved: "President Leng, please sign."
Leng Linli's face was tense, his expression gloomy, and his whole body was shrouded in a somber mood. His long, slender fingers picked up the resignation letter on the table and tore it to shreds with a graceful movement: "Divorce, resignation, what do you take me for? Mrs. Leng, did you even consider me when you made this decision?"
He's a big CEO, and she's just a lowly secretary. If she resigns, Leng Linli won't care at all, right? Does Leng Linli expect her to discuss it with him like an ordinary couple?
Yan Zhi partially understood Leng Linli; he wouldn't do that.
Yan Zhi lowered her eyes, a moment of sadness flashing in them. People are all made of flesh and blood. No matter how indifferent she is, who would believe her if she said she felt nothing at all?
Feifei, how did you manage to remain calm and composed in everything back then?
But even after you left, you still hadn't completely taught me.
Yan Zhi secretly exhaled, and when she looked up again, the sadness and helplessness in her eyes had long since disappeared.
Actually, she had fantasized about the love of ordinary people: withered vines, old trees, and crows at dusk; dinner with fish and shrimp, air conditioning, WiFi, and watermelon; the sun setting in the west; he earns money, and she manages the household.
But this beautiful dream was shattered by Leng Linli on the very night they got their marriage certificate.
Yan Zhi smiled faintly, gentle and nonchalant, her eyes devoid of any emotion. Looking at the cold and sharp resignation letter that had been torn to shreds, she calmly handed over another copy.
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