"I'm not going!" Fu Chen refused flatly, "I'm not going anywhere! I'm staying in the company, and I'll see who dares to touch me!"
"Mr. Fu, why are you doing this?" Secretary Chen sighed and said, "Going against the board of directors won't do you any good. You should take my advice and go to the hospital first."
"I said I won't go!" Fu Chen yelled again, "Don't try to persuade me anymore! I know my own body well! I don't need to go to the hospital!"
"Mr. Fu..." Secretary Chen wanted to persuade him again, but was interrupted by Fu Chen. "Okay, stop talking!" Fu Chen said impatiently, "This matter is settled. I'm not going anywhere! Call those old guys on the board of directors over here. I want to confront them face to face!"
"Mr. Fu, you..." Secretary Chen wanted to say something, but Fu Chen had already hung up the phone.
Secretary Chen shook his head helplessly. He knew that Fu Chen was really angry this time. However, he had no other choice. After all, the decision of the board of directors was not something that a small secretary like him could change.
Fu Chen hung up the phone, and the anger in his heart could no longer be suppressed.
He kicked over the chair in front of him and swept all the documents on the table to the ground.
The next day, Fu Chen went to the office and his face still looked unhappy.
Fu Chen kicked over the chair in front of him with a loud "bang" and sawdust flying everywhere.
His eyes were red and his chest was heaving violently. He paced back and forth in the office like an enraged trapped beast.
Secretary Chen stood aside, silent as a cicada. He knew that Fu Chen was really angry this time.
The board's decision undoubtedly touched Fu Chen's sore spot.
He had been with Fu Chen for many years and had never seen him lose his composure like this.
"Mr. Fu, calm down." Secretary Chen advised carefully, "The most important thing now is to find a way to deal with it, not to lose your temper."
"Deal with it? How do we deal with it?" Fu Chen turned around abruptly, glared at Secretary Chen, and asked sternly, "Tell me, how should I deal with it? Do you want me to just go to the hospital and lie on the bed like a useless person, letting them do whatever they want?"
"Mr. Fu, that's not what I meant." Secretary Chen quickly explained, "What I meant is that we should calm down now, analyze the current situation, and see if there is any way to turn it around."
"Turning the situation around? How easy is that!" Fu Chen sat back in his chair dejectedly, covering his face with his hands. His voice was filled with fatigue and helplessness. "These old guys have long disliked me, and this time they are determined to bring me down."
Secretary Chen looked at Fu Chen's lonely look and felt indifferent.
He knew how much effort Fu Chen had put into the company over the years.
However, the people on the board of directors only saw the immediate benefits and did not care about Fu Chen's feelings at all.
"Mr. Fu, don't lose heart," Secretary Chen consoled him. "Things haven't gotten to the worst point yet. We still have a chance."
"Chance? What chance?" Fu Chen raised his head, looked at Secretary Chen, and said with a wry smile, "Tell me, what chance do I still have?"
Secretary Chen fell silent.
"Mr. Fu, why don't you go to the hospital first?" Secretary Chen hesitated and said, "Your health is the capital of revolution. Only by taking good care of yourself can you fight them to the end."
"I said I'm not going!" Fu Chen refused again, "I'm not going anywhere! I'm in the company, let's see who dares to touch me!"
Secretary Chen looked at Fu Chen's stubborn expression and sighed helplessly. He knew that no matter how much he tried to persuade him, it would be of no use.
He rushed to the company and threw a tantrum, but no one paid any attention to him, so Fu Chen had no choice but to rush home.
"Ah Chen, you're back." Xu Zhiru heard the door open and quickly stood up to greet him. Her face instantly changed to a gentle and concerned expression. "How is it going? What did the board of directors say?"
Fu Chen didn't say anything, but walked into the living room silently, sat on the sofa and lit a cigarette.
Xu Zhiru walked to Fu Chen, hugged him gently, and rested her head on his shoulder.
In the ancient city, Ning Nanxue and Jiang Tingchen are enjoying a rare moment of privacy for two.
Jiang Tingchen picked up a postcard with the night view of the ancient city printed on it and handed it to Ning Nanxue.
"Very beautiful." Ning Nanxue said, "Let's buy a few and send them to our friends."
Jiang Tingchen said, picking up a few postcards: "Xue'er, who do you want to send them to?"
"I want to send it to Xiaoli, and... and my assistant," Ning Nanxue said, "Thank you for their continued support and help."
"Okay." Jiang Tingchen nodded and picked up a blank postcard. "Xue'er, who do you want to write to on this postcard?"
Ning Nanxue looked at the blank postcard, hesitated for a moment, and said, "This one...I want to write to you, Senior."
"Write to me?" Jiang Tingchen was a little surprised.
Ning Nanxue nodded, picked up a pen, and wrote down her thoughts on the postcard.
Then, Ning Nanxue handed the postcard to Jiang Tingchen: "Senior, please help me mail it."
"Okay." Jiang Tingchen took the postcard and put it carefully into his pocket.
In the evening, the two returned to the inn and enjoyed dinner together.
Downstairs in the inn, the two of them sat by the window. Ning Nanxue's beauty attracted countless people to stop and look.
Many people hesitated outside the door and took out their mobile phones to ask for her contact information.
But after seeing Jiang Tingchen beside her, she silently withdrew her hand.
"Don't even think about it, she already has a boyfriend. I'm so envious of such a beautiful lady!"
The tourists outside praised her generously, which made Ning Nanxue feel a little embarrassed.
Jiang Tingchen frowned and immediately asked the owner of the inn restaurant to change a private room for them.
"Xue'er, are you okay?"
He knew that Ning Nanxue never liked these groundless comments, and he just felt a little sorry that he had not taken Ning Nanxue's thoughts into consideration.
"It's okay, Senior," Ning Nanxue shook her head, "I just feel a little... embarrassed."
In fact, these days, she could feel Jiang Tingchen's meticulous care for her. Even though others thought they were a couple, she actually felt a little happy in her heart.
Perhaps my inner thoughts about Jiang Tingchen had already changed a long time ago, but I was too busy recently and didn't notice it immediately.
Ning Nanxue suddenly looked up, and there was a hint of affection in her eyes as she looked at Jiang Tingchen.
Seeing Ning Nanxue suddenly looking at him, Jiang Tingchen couldn't help but frown slightly, wondering if he had done something wrong.
"Xue'er, what's wrong with you? Did my actions make you uncomfortable? I'm so sorry."
Jiang Tingchen seemed very helpless. Even though he apologized, it seemed not enough to make up for Ning Nanxue.
Unexpectedly, Ning Nanxue suddenly smiled.
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