Monday, Mosheng Building.

Mo Xun picked up the resignation letter on the table, threw it aside, and pressed the intercom number.

A moment later, Qiao An pushed the door open and walked in. There was no expression on his face and his voice was calm, "Mr. Mo."

Mo Xun pushed the white envelope across the desk and said, "Take it back."

Qiao An met his eyes and calmly explained the decision she had made after thinking about it for the past two days, "I feel that I am not qualified for this job, so I ask President Mo to approve my resignation."

Mo Xun looked at her quietly for a few seconds, then opened his lips for a long time, "Is this your first day at work? Not bringing personal feelings into work is the most basic quality in the workplace. Also, haven't you read the company regulations? Even if I

Now that it has been approved, do you think you can leave without handover?"

Qiao An was choked to silence by these words.

The company's rules clearly stipulate that if you want to leave during the contract period, you must submit a written application one month in advance. This means that even if she submits her resignation now, she must leave one month later.

"Qiao An, I was rude about what happened a few days ago. I apologize to you." Mo Xun's voice softened a little, "But we are all adults, can you... stop being so emotional?"

The sudden apology made Qiao An feel a little stunned.

She spent two days on weekends to sort out the messy emotions in her heart. Although the effect was not necessarily complete, at least she was able to face the man in front of her with a clear face.

Before entering this door, she was even thinking about how she would deal with it if Mo Xun made any remarks or behavior that crossed the line.

I just didn't expect that he would switch roles so thoroughly and easily, distinguishing work and life clearly.

On the contrary, it seems that she is making a fuss out of a molehill and acting emotionally.

But is this really a trivial matter?

It's okay if I don't think about it carefully. But when I dig deeper, the suppressed anger in Qiao An's heart seems to be sparking again.

Just thinking about Mo Kai and him discussing their belongings in a discussion, Qiao An felt like he couldn't take a breath.

But Mo Xun's attitude at this moment seemed to be a trivial matter.

Qiao An felt that his back was a little stiff.

Mo Xun stared at her, "If you really want to resign, I won't stop you, but I hope that the decision you make will be carefully considered and not mixed with any motivation. If you are because..."

After a pause, "If it's because of me, there's no need for you. Qiao An, don't think of yourself as so important. I don't...have to do it with you."

There was no flaw in what he said.

Want to leave? How could he let her go willingly?

As for how to keep her... I have my own plan in mind.

After calming down, Mo Xun immersed himself in processing the documents on the table, and said in an understated tone: "You still have to wait for the president to do it later, and the rest of the work will mainly follow up the project. My assistant will rearrange the personnel. If you still want to leave,

It’s not impossible, just follow the company’s rules.”

After finishing his words, he raised his chin and pointed at the resignation letter on the table, "Take that away, or hand it over to human resources, and it will be handed over in a month. Choose one of the two, you decide for yourself."

Qiao An came out of Mo Xun's office and stood at the door for a long time.

I didn't expect that I would be so deflated after eating so early in the morning.

However, she had to admit that Mo Xun was right.

Even if she is about to resign, she still has to finish the work she has not finished.

And every time she thought of Hua Chen, Qiao An felt extremely depressed. Hua Chen meant so much to her.

But now, even going to Huachen has become a luxury for her.

Because that person is there.

The face that made Qiao feel at ease appeared in front of him again.

My whole body felt powerless as never before.

Even though the quarrel with Mo Kai had reached this point, he was still in her mind.

That night, Mo Kai's red eyes, empty and sad look seemed to be burned into Qiao An's mind, and he couldn't get rid of it no matter what.

That night, Qiao An told herself that as long as Mo Kai gave an explanation, she would believe him no matter what he said, but in the end she didn't wait for even a few words from him.


Chapter completed!