After finally waiting for him to finish smashing, the assistant said bravely: "Mr. Song, you fired several people in the marketing department at once. These people are all old employees of the company, and two of them are still in the management. It just so happens that there are no employees in the marketing department these days.

Since few people have resigned and there is not enough manpower, should we consider letting them stay for a few more days until new employees are recruited before letting them go?"

Song Rongshi's anger, which had just subsided, surged up on the spot, "Are you going to let them stay and point at my nose and scold me again?"

The assistant was embarrassed: "...But many things in the company are now handled by the marketing department. If something goes wrong in the marketing department..."

"Recruiting people, as long as the salary is high, are you afraid that you won't be able to recruit people?"

Song Rongshi interrupted impatiently. He had never been scolded by an employee in public in his whole life. In addition, Lin Fanyue's incident had left him with a backlog of depression in his chest, and his irritability had been suppressed to the extreme.

The assistant lowered his head and smiled bitterly, nodded, turned around and went out.

Since Mr. Song didn't listen to his advice, there was nothing he could do. The company didn't belong to him anyway.

For a person like Mr. Song, even if the company disappears, he still has no worries about food and clothing. He still has to pay off the mortgage and car loan. If the company continues to decline, he should make plans in advance.

The office was quiet for a while, and Song Rong finally plucked up the courage to pick up the phone and click on the news from last night. There were very few scenes of Lin Fanyue, but enthusiastic netizens edited them all. She occasionally stood beside Lin Wei.

Next to Mrs. He N, she looked calm and serene in a celadon-colored cheongsam. It was obvious that her appearance was mixed-race, but at this moment she had restrained herself, and her every move and smile was noble and dignified.

Is this still the woman who once slept next to him?

Is she the woman who used to have tit-for-tat quarrels with him?

He was in a trance.

Is it because he doesn't know her well enough?

Even her parents were not qualified to attend such a state banquet, but she went there first and showed no stage fright.

If they haven't divorced yet, as a husband, he must be very proud at this moment.

When he goes out, many men will definitely envy him.

Nowadays, others will only laugh at him and scold him behind his back.

The Ning Lexia of the past, even if she did not have plastic surgery or disability, could not compare with Lin Fanyue of today.

What's more, Ninglexia now...

He frowned deeply, and she looked pitiful and crying every time he met her.

He used to feel distressed and ashamed when he saw her, but now, he feels more and more bored.

Women can live in many ways. Just like Lin Fanyue, she was hurt by Ning Zetan and her reputation was completely ruined. She was even hurt by him and divorced. She did not regret herself and lived a brighter life.

He is a fool, he really missed too many things.

Song Rongshi hugged his head and was lost in thought.

The cell phone on the table rang again and again, but he didn't bother to answer it.

...

In the villa.

Ning Lexia called one after another, but Song Rongshi didn't answer her call at all.

She angrily grabbed the pillow and threw it towards the TV.

The news from last night is being played back inside.

She was going to be pissed to death.

Lin Fanyue was able to accompany Lin Wei to the state banquet and was well received.

Why.

All this should have been hers, she was Song Rongshi's wife, and she was the one who accompanied the president's wife.

Why is Lin Fanyue, a divorced woman, still pestering Song Nian and his wife?

She was going crazy with anger.


Chapter completed!