Ji Yuting stared at him with a cold and cruel tone, "If you can't hold on for these thirty minutes, it means your body is too slack. I will report the truth and ask you to be sent back to the training camp to reflect on the three months."
"Besides, once you leave, the deputy director's position will be vacant. I intend to promote him to a new generation. What do you think?"
They say it is temporary, but once Si Nian actually takes over, there is basically no possibility for Ning Chengen to get his position back.
Ning Chengen's back stiffened, his dry lower lip bitten into a row of blood marks, and he breathed out a breath of anger to steady his trembling arms.
"Master Yu's arrangement may be unnecessary, but I can still stand it."
Ji Yuting sneered, "That's good."
This half hour is very fast for Ji Yuting who is dealing with official business.
But for Ning Chengen, who was standing upside down, every minute and every second seemed like years, and he had no other thoughts except pain and holding on.
Half an hour later, the timer sounded.
It just happened to be time to get off work.
Ning Chengen groaned, relieved, and fell limply to the ground, unable to even stand up.
Even the eyelashes were covered with sweat, they were trembling slightly, and they were so exhausted that they couldn't open their eyes.
Ji Yuting just finished reviewing the last document with a red ink pen.
He turned off the heating, stood up and walked slowly to Ning Chengen's feet, "I guess you can barely pass, but remember to clean up the floor before you leave."
"Master Yu." Ning Chengen regained consciousness and called him in a weak voice, "Can you..."
Ji Yuting seemed to know what he was going to say and flatly refused: "No, but if you are not afraid that everyone in the bureau will know that you were punished in my office today, just call someone to clean it."
"If you can't stand up, you can still move your knees. I won't let anyone come in and disturb you. It's up to you to do whatever you want with the last bit of face you have."
Those black eyes were cold and merciless, staring at him in a miserable state on the ground without any emotion.
"yes......"
After receiving his affirmative answer, Ji Yuting put on his military uniform, turned and walked towards the door.
After taking a few steps, Ji Yuting turned around and added a threat, "You'd better not do anything to Ning Xiaoqing when she's imprisoned, otherwise I won't be lenient."
Ning Chengen fluttered his eyelashes and did not answer.
Ji Yuting snorted coldly and left the office elegantly.
After he left, Ning Chengen raised his eyes with difficulty and stared at the metal sign with 'Director' on his desk again, clenching his fists unconsciously.
The hatred surging in my heart could no longer be concealed.
But after a short rest, he resignedly stood up from the ground.
His legs were too tired to stand up, so he could only move his knees little by little, use a rag to clean up the sweat and tea stains on the floor, and pick up the broken porcelain scattered everywhere.
After doing all this, he called his close subordinates and asked someone to carry him back to his office. He would take a shower first, change into clean clothes, and then return to Ning's house.
*
When Ji Yuting returned to Yusheng Xiaozhu.
I found that the house was very lively.
Lu Hua, Si Nian, and Rong Xiaoxia were all there, sitting on the sofa. No one spoke. They all had heavy faces, as if they were waiting for him to have a small meeting.
He walked straight over and sat down next to Shengge.
Regardless of whether there was someone next to him, he stretched out his hand and slid it around Shengge's waist, wanting to hug her.
Shengge clapped his hand quickly and whispered seriously: "What are you doing? So many people are watching."
His wrist was slapped with a light red color, but he didn't let go. His arm tightened around her slender waist, and he sighed regardless, "I haven't seen you all day, it feels uncomfortable."