Chapter 670 Extra - Who's Praising Me?
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"I'm here to get my resignation signed by my supervisor. Could one of you please sign it for me?" Fang Tong looked at Qin Youran and said, "Thank you."
Qin Youran's words caught in her throat. She walked over, took the document, glanced at it, signed it with a flourish, and then handed it to Fang Tong: "Take it."
Just as Fang Tong was about to take it, Qin Youran loosened her grip, and the documents scattered all over the floor.
Ye Zhiyuan, standing nearby, frowned slightly: "What are you doing!"
He immediately crouched down to pick up the documents, but Fang Tong didn't intend to help; he just looked at Qin Youran.
“Miss Qin, sometimes I feel sorry for you. If you want someone to like you, you can’t do it by attacking all the women around him, but by exchanging sincerity for sincerity. Otherwise, you will live your whole life in this fighting cock-like state.”
After saying that, she didn't linger and turned to leave.
Qin Youran clenched her fists tightly, but had to admit that what she said seemed to make some sense.
She knew in her heart that Fang Tong probably hadn't done anything; the only person she had fallen head over heels for was her fiancé, Ye Zhiyuan.
But what can we do?
To maintain the dignity of the marriage and the respect of both families, she had no choice but to guard against every woman who appeared around Ye Zhiyuan.
Fang Tong is not the first, and he will definitely not be the last.
She leaned wearily against her desk, but a moment later, a fighting spirit reappeared in her eyes.
No matter what, she will do everything in her power to protect this marriage.
"Ye Zhiyuan..." she said, "The wedding plan is out. When should we go take a look?"
Ye Zhiyuan, who had just finished organizing the documents, was filled with pent-up anger.
Qin Youran added, "I have already sent the plan to Uncle Ye and Aunt Ye, and also to my parents. They are quite satisfied with it."
Ye Zhiyuan's anger gradually subsided, but his expression remained cold: "Whatever."
He returned to his desk, picked up the phone, and dialed the administration office, saying, "Fang Tong's resignation documents are in my office. Come up and pick them up when you have time. Also, tell the finance department to settle her salary by noon today."
...
After leaving the elegant residence, Fang Tong felt completely refreshed.
If an office environment makes you feel so stifled that all you want to do is work, then you're probably not happy in that environment.
She lost her job, but she also had the opportunity to go to the mountains with Chen Ci to consult his teacher about Fang Miao's situation.
At least for now, her most important thing is Fang Miao's illness.
Of course, before that, she needed to go to the wedding company to explain things clearly and give Xiao A's situation a resolution.
However, today was clearly not the time; she needed to go to the hospital to see Fang Miao first.
After arriving near the hospital by subway, she went to Fang Miao's favorite restaurant, ordered several dishes, and took them upstairs.
Fang Miao was playing with a Lego puzzle, with a bunch of parts scattered on the table in a mess.
She was so engrossed in playing that Fang Miao didn't even notice her when she walked past.
"Fang Miao".
Fang Miao looked up when she heard her voice, and then smiled: "Sister, you're here."
Fang Tong stood to the side watching for a long time: "What are you trying to compete at?"
What do you think it resembles?
Fang Tong looked at the toes that were only pieced together on one layer: "Doraemon?"
Fang Miao nodded: "That's right!"
Why are you pushing yourself like this? Didn't the doctor tell you to rest more?
Fang Miao smiled and said, "This is a gift I prepared for my doctor brother."
Is it a special day? Why are you giving a gift?
"It's not a special day," Fang Miao explained. "The doctor has been working overtime because of me, so I just wanted to express my gratitude."
Fang Tong: "Yeah, he really works hard... Why give him Doraemon?"
Fang Miao said sincerely, "Sister, don't you think the doctor is just like Doraemon? He's amazing and incredible. He's the person I admire the most. If I can recover and grow up, I will definitely study medicine too."
"Let me see who's praising me?"
The door to the ward was pushed open, and Chen Ci, dressed in a white doctor's coat, stepped inside.
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