Secretary Wu, who was furious, immediately changed her expression and looked at Song Qi'an with an ambiguous look, "President Song, don't worry, no one knows that I live next door to you."
Song Qi'an's face was filled with naked disgust, and his cold gaze made Secretary Wu unconsciously straighten up. "You don't need to come to work tomorrow."
Before Secretary Wu could react, the door closed again.
No work tomorrow? Secretary Wu immediately panicked, forgetting all about her usual affected mannerisms, and banged on the door, "President Song, didn't you say I could stay at the company until a new secretary is found?"
"President Song, how can you go back on your word?"
"President Song, President Song."
Secretary Wu kept banging and shouting, but the person inside remained unmoved; she was truly anxious.
Her original boss was laid off. She thought that the boss who had returned from the big city would still care about their past relationship. However, on her first day of work, Song Qi'an said that he would fire her and find a new secretary.
Secretary Wu was not about to agree. Before, she had worked for her boss, enjoying a life of luxury with little to do, receiving full pay and benefits, even though she had to give something in return.
But since it's a mutually beneficial arrangement, and seeing that she was about to be fired, she boldly used the same tactics on her boss.
After all, she believed that with her looks and figure being top-notch, she shouldn't turn away such a delicious dish that was offered to her.
Judging from the current situation, Song Qi'an is not only pushing things away, but pushing them far away.
Not only can we not find Secretary Wu now, but the security guards downstairs have also come up here.
"Madam, a guest has complained that you have disturbed his rest. It's getting late, so please go back to your room and get some rest."
She was already making quite a racket banging on the door, and people in several nearby rooms opened their doors to see what was happening. Now even the security guards came up. She was wearing a thin, form-fitting dress.
Some people stared at her and whispered among themselves. Secretary Wu couldn't stand the stares, so she kicked Song Qi'an's door angrily before running back to the next room as if fleeing.
At this moment, Song Qi'an was on the phone with his good friend and business partner Xiang Jie, who was far away in Shenzhen. "Have you fired everyone?" Xiang Jie was practically yelling on the other end of the line, "If you fire them all, who's going to do anything for you?"
Song Qi'an held the phone further away, "What's the point of keeping a bunch of good-for-nothings around?"
He had already thoroughly understood the company's situation before he arrived. What he needed to do now was not to reorganize, but to start the company from scratch.
Xiang Jie also knew that he was a decisive and ruthless person who did things quickly and decisively, and that he had his own set of methods.
"Okay, do whatever you want. If you ask me, don't go back. I've already given up on that small company. We can make a living here at headquarters."
“Let me tell you, when you go back this time, you should talk to your girlfriend properly and suggest that you two come to Shenzhen together. Your foundation will be much more solid here.”
Xiang Jie's rambling was about to begin again, and Song Qi'an frowned slightly in displeasure. "I'm hanging up."
"No, no, no, I have something else to say." Xiang Jie quickly stopped her. "My sister heard you're back and wants to go see you."
Xiang Jie had just finished speaking when the dial tone came through. Good grief, Song Qi'an had hung up the phone.
Song Qi'an tossed the phone onto the bed, poured himself a glass of red wine, and drank it all in one gulp.
The phone screen on the bed lit up, and a text message notification sounded. It was from Xiang Jie: Good brother, I'm counting on you for my sister.
A few more messages came in, but Song Qi'an didn't even look at them. His finger touched the power button on his phone, but just as he was about to press it, he suddenly remembered what if Zhou Sui called or texted him the next morning?
This thought made Song Qi'an remove his finger from the power button. Instead, he opened his contacts and added Xiang Jie to his blacklist.
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