Chapter 512: Shooting oneself in the foot
Song Cun vaguely remembered what Liang Zhouheng said last night when she was emotional. He said that if she minded, he would withdraw his shares in the entertainment company and no longer be involved in the entertainment industry.
At this moment, Princess Jasmine suddenly encountered an accident and the film was sealed indefinitely. No matter how slow Song Cun was, he had to connect this matter with what he said.
She couldn't deceive herself with "coincidence". How could there be such a coincidence in the world?
Even if she dared not admit it, the reality was before her. It was probably him who caused the accident to Princess Jasmine.
He shot himself in the foot and just threw away the 50 million.
It was difficult for Song Cun to describe how he felt in his heart. For her, he took revenge on Princess Jasmine in a fit of rage, even at the cost of a sky-high investment.
She knew she should be touched, but she felt mixed emotions. What she felt most directly was the huge difference in values between her and him.
He would spend money like water just to vent his anger on his ex-girlfriend.
Or maybe he wanted to use this method to prove that he had drawn a clear line between himself and Princess Jasmine.
But the bed photos that Song Cun saw with his own eyes were not fake. He could be so cruel to a woman with whom he had had physical contact.
Is it true that for him, having physical contact is just normal?
Princess Jasmine would never have imagined that the man who once doted on her and praised her would one day pull her down from the altar.
Song Cun found that she still didn't understand Liang Zhouheng, and in her eyes he was just the tip of the iceberg.
This man is powerful, mysterious, passionate, mature and experienced. She is just a rookie in front of him.
How could they be compatible? How could she ever hope to be with him one day?
The two colleagues were discussing enthusiastically while walking, and only noticed that Song Cun had not caught up with them after walking two or three meters.
Song Cun made an excuse of feeling unwell and returned to the office.
Just after work in the afternoon, the department manager came personally to inform Song Cun that her resignation application was approved.
In front of everyone in the department, the manager frankly wished Song Cun a bright future and kindly reminded her, "When you have time in the future, come back and see everyone often."
Someone from the Human Resources Department came in with a bouquet of beautiful magnolia flowers and handed it to Song Cun. "Song Cun, I wish you all the best."
The moment Song Cun saw the flowers, his heart suddenly choked.
There are magnolias in the vase at home.
She suppressed the huge bitterness, pursed her lips, took the bouquet, and bowed to everyone, "Thank you all for taking care of me in the past."
A colleague jokingly said, "Song Cun, you're really impressive. I've been in the company for so long, and I've never seen HR personally come and give flowers to anyone who resigns. You're the first one. That's awesome."
Song Cun felt a sour taste in her tongue, and before she could speak, the automatic glass door of the office opened.
Everyone's gaze shifted, and then they all greeted, "Mr. Liang?"
"Hello, Mr. Liang"
......
Song Cun twisted her neck stiffly, and her panicked gaze happened to meet Liang Zhouheng who was approaching her.
He was still wearing the same clothes he wore this morning, with a faint smile between his eyebrows. At first glance, he looked the same as usual. His unassuming appearance was too deceptive, and only Song Cun could tell that he wasn't actually smiling at all.
She had seen what he looked like when he was happy, but what she saw now was just a superficial disguise, even more perfunctory than usual.
Her throat was clogged, but she had to follow the crowd and say hello, "Hello, Mr. Liang."
His light eyes fell on her face, and the next second, she heard him say: "I'll take you down."
His voice was like a bolt of thunder out of the blue, and Song Cun's mind exploded. She raised her eyes and looked at him with a slightly frightened look.
He suddenly reached out to her and transferred the box of miscellaneous items in her arms to his arms.
Song Cun's face was burning hot. She could feel the air around her seemed to freeze. The eyes of everyone present widened.
She felt like a thorn in her side and didn't dare to argue with him under so many people's eyes. She just said "goodbye" to everyone and hurried out.
Behind him, Liang Zhouheng followed with steady steps.
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