Song Nuan rolled her eyes indifferently.
She left Lu Ziyang behind.
"Where are you going?" Lu Ziyang grabbed her wrist, looking somewhat aggrieved. "You're leaving right after we just met, Song Nuan. You're being very perfunctory with me lately."
"I need to go to the hospital and to the Qin family. I need to sign a contract with Berlin Jewelry tomorrow, and I need to take a look at the project."
Song Nuan was now very adept at coaxing him. She avoided the garage surveillance cameras and lightly pecked the corner of his lips. "Keep an eye on the Song family for me. If Song Zhiren makes any unusual moves, let me know."
People who are too idle are prone to overthinking; we need to find them something to do.
"After I leave, Song Ningxue will probably find an opportunity to join the Song Group and take on a sinecure with some power. If Song Zhiren brings it up at the shareholders' meeting, please help me block it."
As Song Ningxue's pregnancy progressed, her health condition stabilized.
She's always had her eye on the shares, and now this is a good opportunity.
Song Nuan was unaware of what had happened at the shareholders' meeting.
If the shareholders want to keep An Sze in check, they will definitely not allow Song Ningxue to join the Song family business.
"Okay." Lu Ziyang smiled and agreed, without telling her, "Since I'm helping you with the work, shouldn't I give you a little reward?"
What do you want?
Song Nuan's account is now unfrozen, and she has money again, returning to her former extravagance. "I'll transfer the money to you later."
Lu Ziyang's expression changed slightly, and he opened his mouth to refuse, when suddenly a loud noise came.
It looked like something had been hit.
Song Nuan trembled with fright.
She turned to look at Lu Ziyang, and the two stared at each other for a few seconds.
Just as Song Nuan was about to go out to check the situation, she heard a familiar voice.
"Who told you to put your things here?" Xie Lingyu got out of the driver's seat, her tone furious. "You can't even do this simple thing right, what use are you?"
Fang Yu lowered her head, looking at the spilled coffee on the ground, her fists clenched tightly.
She didn't say anything.
Xie Lingyu got even angrier and threw her bag at Fang Yu.
"What are you standing there for? You've dirtied my car like this, hurry up and find a rag to clean it up! You're as stupid as a pig. With your reaction time, how can you possibly negotiate a collaboration with a blogger?"
Fang Yu, unable to bear it any longer, grabbed Xie Lingyu's bag and forcefully threw it away. "Director Xie, I put the coffee here properly. You deliberately drove into it. I'm busy and don't have time to wash your car!"
Xie Lingyu was pushed and staggered back a few steps; she was wearing high heels and almost fell.
She looked at Fang Yu in disbelief, then her face filled with anger.
"What can you possibly do?" Xie Lingyu kicked over the cardboard box containing coffee. "You can't even buy afternoon tea properly. You don't need to worry about work. Go to the coffee shop right now and buy another one."
Fang Yu was so angry she felt like her teeth were about to break.
She looked around and saw many surveillance cameras. She wondered whether to swallow her anger or beat Xie Lingyu up to vent her frustration.
Before the afternoon shareholders' meeting had even ended, news of Song Nuan's resignation reached the media team.
At that moment, Xie Lingyu hid in her office and laughed for a full five minutes.
Colleagues were abuzz with discussion. Some were lamenting that even with An Sze's backing, Song Nuan still couldn't defeat Song Zhiren, but many more were glad they hadn't sided with Song Nuan.
For a time, Fang Yu, the only one to take sides, became the most eye-catching person.
Her colleagues surrounded her, chattering amongst themselves.
"Fang Yu, you should apply for a transfer as soon as possible. With Director Xie's skills, you're probably not going to have a good time from now on."
No sooner had she finished speaking than Xie Lingyu assigned her a task.
"Today's department afternoon tea, Fang Yu, you go out and buy the ingredients. Go to that newly opened coffee shop on West Street. Everyone, send the menu to Fang Yu, and budget one hundred each."
Fang Yu refused without even thinking.
Why can't you order afternoon tea as delivery? Why do you have to go all the way to West Street to buy it?
West Street is almost an hour's round trip from the Song family's residence.
Upon hearing her refusal, Xie Lingyu let out a cold laugh, "Are you like Song Nuan, not wanting to do this anymore either?"
Fang Yu had no choice but to agree.
As soon as he bought the coffee and unloaded it from the trunk, Xie Lingyu knocked it over.
"Did you hear me?"
Xie Lingyu roared, and Fang Yu's thoughts instantly returned to their senses.
She was practically grinding her teeth, trying her best to reason calmly: "Director Xie, it's almost four o'clock now. If I go back again, it will be close to the end of the workday."
Today's work is not finished yet.
If she makes another trip, she'll have to work overtime today.
Fang Yu asked in a humble voice, "Can I go buy it again tomorrow afternoon?"
"No." Xie Lingyu refused coldly.
In the corner, Song Nuan couldn't listen anymore. "Director Xie, are you in such a hurry to settle personal scores?"
The person didn't appear, but the voice arrived first.
Xie Lingyu turned her head and saw Song Nuan. Her face darkened for a moment, but then she remembered that Song Nuan had been fired and smiled again.
She looked at Song Nuan with disdain. "I discipline my subordinates, it's none of Miss Song's business. If you feel sorry for her, then clean my car for her."
Song Nuan lowered her eyes and looked at her.
On the ground, the cardboard box was crushed in half, and most of the coffee inside had leaked out.
There was also a box of desserts.
Song Nuanchao said to Fang Yu, "Take the desserts upstairs, and call the cleaning staff to clean up the coffee later."
Fang Yu glanced gratefully at Song Nuan, and just as she bent down to pick up the cardboard box containing the desserts, Xie Lingyu suddenly kicked her, her heel piercing Fang Yu's hand.
She cried out in pain and instinctively let go, causing the object to fall to the ground.
It wasn't broken, but it was scattered all over the ground and smashed.
"Xie Lingyu, are you sick in the head?" Song Nuan couldn't stand it anymore and directly scolded her, "Fang Yu is someone in your group, what good does it do you to target her like this?"
Upon hearing this, Xie Lingyu sneered.
Her smile vanished, replaced by a sinister look. "Don't think I don't know who wrote that whistleblower letter to the president's office. Song Nuan, you should have suffered these consequences, but you were lucky enough to be fired by the shareholders' meeting. You've made me suffer so much, how could I let it go just because you're leaving? I had no choice but to go to her."
Xie Lingyu grinned maliciously, making no attempt to hide her malice and malice towards her.
Song Nuanxin knew some things perfectly well, but once they were brought to the forefront, the nature of the matter changed.
Song Nuan took out her phone and said coldly, "I recorded everything that just happened. If I post it online, do you think you can still live your life?"
Xie Lingyu's expression turned ugly, and she reached out to grab the phone.
Song Nuan had anticipated this and dodged to the side.
Putting her phone away, she smiled mockingly. "A headline about a Song company executive beating up a subordinate should be very eye-catching."
"Song Nuan, how dare you!"
Song Nuan: "What wouldn't I dare to do?"
"Are you sure you want to challenge me for the sake of a low-level employee?" Xie Lingyu said coldly.
Fang Yu looked at Song Nuan with concern upon hearing this.
Song Nuan knew what she was afraid of and gave her a reassuring look.
“I won’t delete this video. I have informants at Song’s. If I find out that you’re deliberately targeting and making things difficult for Fang Yu again, Director Xie, you can expect to be on the front page of the social news.”
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