That afternoon, Qianjue delivered an acquisition contract, along with a check for an amount far below the company's actual value, to Shangwu's office.
The check was thin, yet so heavy that Shang Wu could barely hold it.
The cold edges of the paper pricked her fingertips, and they also pricked her heart.
Without the slightest hesitation, Shang Wu signed his name at the end of the contract.
The pen tip glides across the paper, making a soft rustling sound.
Qianjue raised an eyebrow slightly as he watched her decisive movements.
"You and the young master have finally come to this. The master said long ago that you two are not suitable for each other."
Shang Wu expressionlessly capped the pen and looked up at Qian Jue.
"Wouldn't it be better to find a good job, marry a woman you like, and have children?"
Qianjue was stunned for a moment: "What did you say?"
"It's better than you living a life full of darkness, like a rat in a sewer." Shang Wu smiled at him.
Qianjue frowned.
"besides."
Shang Wu stood up and threw the acquisition contract in front of him.
“It’s not that Lu Rang abandoned me, it’s that you interfered with his thoughts and memories, which led to our separation. Don’t twist the facts.”
Qianjue's eyes flickered, and she gestured towards the transfer certificate.
"This also requires a signature."
Shang Wu looked at the transfer certificate.
Once she signs her name here again, she will have no more assets left in Lincheng.
After taking the money and leaving, she had no reason to ever set foot in Lincheng again.
Shang Wu slowly exhaled and picked up his pen to sign his name.
It was as if a hasty and tragic period had been drawn to this turbulent period of her life.
...
Kindred left the company.
The news spread to every corner of the group in an instant.
There was a careful knock on the door of the president's office.
The first person to enter was Vice President Wen Xiang.
He looked at Shang Wu, his lips trembling for a long time before he choked out, "President Shang...are you...really going to leave?"
The core team arrived shortly after.
Several grown men, their eyes reddening, asked, "President Shang, what will we do without you? Will the young master of the Yu family... cut all the projects?"
The young women at the front desk were already crying their eyes out, surrounding Shang Wu: "President Shang, please don't go, okay? We can't bear to part with you."
More and more people gathered in the corridor outside the CEO's office.
Suppressed sobs and anxious inquiries came in low voices.
Shang Wu stood in the office, her eyes filled with reluctance. The calm exterior she had maintained all day finally cracked.
Her nose stung terribly, and her vision quickly became misty.
Whether it's Chengzhou Group or Freya Group today.
These employees had all worked alongside her and she had known them for at least three years.
Shang Wu never imagined that so many people would be reluctant to part with her when she was about to leave.
She thought that, like everyone else, the company also regarded her as a bad woman who had stolen the Zhou family's assets.
She took a deep breath, forcing back her tears. Her eyes reddened slightly, but she tried her best to keep her voice steady.
"Listen to me, everyone."
The noisy corridor fell silent instantly, and everyone stared at her.
“I’ve encountered some difficulties, and this is the best choice I can make for the company and for everyone right now.”
She paused for a moment before continuing, "You all know that the Yu family is very powerful. After Lu Rang... after Lu Rang takes over, the company will stabilize. You are all excellent employees and will definitely not lose your jobs because of my departure."
Shang Wu looked at each familiar face, her eyes filled with reluctance and apology.
"Thank you all for your trust and hard work over the years. I am not capable enough and have failed to live up to your expectations."
Aying stood behind her, tears already streaming down her face, biting her lip tightly to keep herself from crying out loud.
She was reluctant to leave so suddenly.
Suppressed sobs could be heard from the crowd.
"President Shang, please don't say that. We're reluctant to let you go, not afraid of losing your job."
"Mr. Shang, what are your plans for the future? Let us follow you!"
Shang Wu shook her head and revealed a gentle smile.
Take care, everyone. Hope to see you again someday.
She couldn't stay any longer.
She couldn't dwell on the sadness of these partings, otherwise she would feel increasingly uncomfortable.
She turned around and handed the cardboard box on the table, which had already been tidied up and contained only a few personal items, to Aying.
Ah Ying caught it steadily.
Shang Wu glanced around the office that held so many loves and hates.
Then, amidst sobs and pleas for her to stay, she lowered her head, quickly walked through the crowd, and headed for the elevator.
With red eyes, A-Ying followed closely behind her.
The elevator doors closed.
It shielded us from all the sorrowful and reluctant gazes from the outside world.
In the cramped space, Shang Wu slowly exhaled.
"Aying".
Ah Ying hummed in response, her voice thick with nasal resonance.
"If you regret it now, it's not too late. I can arrange for you to stay." Shang Wu looked at her.
Aying immediately shook her head, excitedly saying, "I want to go with you! President Shang, I'm reluctant to let you go, but I'm even more worried about you going out to make your own way in the world by yourself. Don't abandon me; you promised to take me with you!"
Seeing that she was about to cry, Shang Wu couldn't hold back her own tears and reached out to wipe them away.
"Okay, okay, I was just asking casually, don't cry."
Aying pouted and nodded vigorously: "Wherever you go, I'll go."
Shang Wu and she exchanged a glance, and Shang Wu nodded with a smile.
...
"Young Master."
Qianjue knocked on the door and came in.
Lu Rang stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, listening to his report.
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