"Sorry, the patient's family does not welcome you. Please leave, otherwise we will call security."
"I see."
Feng Yuanqing sighed with a look of grievance and sorrow on her face.
"Brother Qingyue, I wish you a speedy recovery." Feng Yuanqing muttered to herself, and under the urging gazes of the two nurses, she carried her luggage and left the hospital.
After finding a small hotel, settling in, and having breakfast, Feng Yuanqing took a taxi to the company.
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Jianglian Chinese Clothing Company.
Lin Xiaoman sat at the large desk in her chairman's office, diligently reviewing the progress of various money-making projects.
"Knock knock," there's a knock on the door.
"Enter."
Zhang Xiting walked in and said, "Chairman, Miss Feng is here."
"No." Lin Xiaoman said without raising his head, "Let the security handle it."
"Chairman, she is here to work." Although she felt it was ridiculous, Zhang Xiting still reported in a serious manner.
"Huh?" Lin Xiaoman couldn't help but laugh. "She actually wants to come back to work for me? She must be crazy. Send her away."
"Okay, I understand."
As soon as Zhang Xiting left, Lin Xiaoman's expression immediately became speechless.
Sure enough, all three of them had holes in their brains.
Feng Yuanqing actually wants to work in Jianglianhua Clothing now?
Although she will indeed shine in the field of design in the future, do you really think she is a saint?
It was because the original owner, Yang Shuhua, was a rational person. Throughout the entire incident, she did not blame Feng Yuanqing, but only blamed herself for giving birth to a mentally retarded son.
In a word, the one who hurts you the most is often the one you love the most.
Therefore, the original owner did not ask for revenge on Feng Yuanqing. That's why Lin Xiaoman was too lazy to deal with her after Feng Yuanqing confessed.
After marveling at the magical train of thought of his love-brain, Lin Xiaoman continued to work hard to make money.
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