Wen Yining followed in silently.

Tang Qichen pressed the floor, and after pressing it, his hand stopped on the button and did not retract it.

This posture lasted for two or three seconds, and the upward arrow began to jump slowly.

Tang Qichen's breathing became deeper and he spoke, "I was last night..." Before the word "serious" was formed, he was interrupted coldly by Wen Yining: "I will resign."

Tang Qichen was stunned.

“I know I’m dispensable to AsiaXiang.

This is not overestimating one's own ability.

There is nothing now. Once there is something, I will definitely quit and go far.

I said it last night, I'll say it again.

I don't try once or twice.

Mr. Tang, I have made it clear, just think I am ignorant.

If you are unhappy—”

Wen Yining lowered his head and took out an envelope from his bag.

Tang Qichen's face froze when he saw the three words "resignation letter".

"As soon as the elevator door opened, I went to Manager Chen's office."

She spoke firmly and decisively, without any room for negotiation. When she was in the villa, Huo Liming asked her if she hadn't slept all night.

Yes, she woke up all night and had insomnia, not because her heart was moved, nor because she was disturbed by ambiguous and warmth.

Instead, he was serious and seriously set a way out for himself.

The so-called retreat means retreating without any possibility, and not giving each other any possibility.

This resignation letter is a cold-hearted sword, wielding the knife to cut off the past, and I didn't expect to have a future with him.

The air seemed to be poured with buckets of glue, sticking to Tang Qichen's five senses, and punching him hard on the softest ribs, so he couldn't breathe at all.

Finally, he also said in a hoarse voice: "You threaten me with this."

Wen Yining admitted frankly: "You said yes."

The elevator floor continues to go up, and the indicator arrows cycle over and over again.

Until Tang Qichen's cell phone rang, Ke Li called again.

The meeting members were all here at eleven o'clock, and he just reminded Tang Qichen to change the conference room to another room.

But before I could report, I was interrupted by Tang Qichen in a cold tone: "I'm in the elevator, are you urging me to death?"

Ke Li was cursed innocently and was still confused, so the phone hung up in a very anger.

Tang Qichen turned his head and looked at Wen Yining, and saw her standing there with her back straight, her eyes were beautiful but her face was tough and without regrets. When she looked ahead, she was too lazy to even respond to her eyes.

Tang Qichen drifted slightly and nodded slowly, "Okay, in the company, I won't do anything that will affect you."

He said: "The resignation letter is torn, don't leave."

The elevator door opened, and the air from outside came in, diluting the thick atmosphere inside.

Tang Qichen stepped out in a breeze, his face cold, and he regained his usual arrogant temperament.

Wen Yining looked at the man's back. The moment he walked, the stone in his heart fell into the ground with a clang.

The door of Chen Sa’s office was closed. Wen Yining asked her secretary: “Sister Yao, Manager Chen is on a business trip today?”

Sister Yao has always had a good relationship with her. She glanced around and pulled her aside and whispered: "You are not here these two days and don't know the situation.

Something happened to Sister Sa.”

Wen Yining tightened his heart, "What's wrong?"

"There are a gentleman coming to the company to find her these days. Sister Sa and him are a little unhappy. I don't know what the matter is, but Sister Sa has gotten angry with him."

"Did that man attack her?"

"No, he is very nice to Sister Sa. He is very low-key and keeps coaxing her.

Look, Sister Sa didn't come to work, probably to hide from him.

If you have urgent matters, call her and you probably won't be here in the afternoon."

In the afternoon, Chen Sa came late.

He has red lips and white teeth, curly hair and draped shoulders, and his expression is cold and he doesn't look strange.

Wen Yining reported to her work and mentioned the story of going to the ancient town.

Chen Sa drank water and sat close to her and realized that her makeup today was slightly thicker than usual and her lipstick was also bright.

She asked: "Is Mr. Tang difficult to serve?"

“The others are very good and talkative.”

Chen Sa glanced at her, "I'm not talking about Tang Yao."

He is a man of the word. After all, he has been in the United States for so long and is very friendly in dealing with people, and he is not a person who will make things difficult for him."

After pausing, she continued, "I heard from Ke Li that our young master Tang is ill again?"

Wen Yining silently said, "Well, I have a fever."

"It's okay, why are he going out to get wet?"

Chen Sa just listened to the general idea, not understanding the causes and consequences, and extremely disliked his boss's style. "I'm well-raised, and I'm not circulating on the board of directors, otherwise someone would make a fuss about his illness."

Wen Yining seems to understand but not understand.

There are never fewer open and secret struggles in enterprises. Tang Qichen sat in this chair, not to mention the corpse under his feet, at least he only came up with the interests of some people.

Chen Sa didn't say it in detail, but he could hear the faint worry in her tone.

Wen Yining touched his upper and lower lips, wanted to explain something, but swallowed the words back.

When leaving, Chen Sa said, "You wait for me after get off work. I will take a detour today. By your way, you can take my car."

It's also strange that Chen Sa actually got off work half an hour early. Wen Yining was able to get off the morning shift with her convenience.

Usually, Chen Sa's car has exclusive parking spaces, right in the front floor of the building.

But she didn't walk there, but took the elevator and went directly to the underground parking lot.

Wen Yining felt that Chen Sa was a little different today. She was still focused when doing things, but once she was free, her expression became very ethereal and she seemed to be pretending to be in her heart.

Chen Sa's car was parked in a far-reaching parking space. She looked around while walking, but it was not obvious, but her brows were slightly frowning, as if she was hiding.

The car drove out of the company and drove onto the viaduct for a while. Chen Sa's cell phone kept ringing, most of the phone calls. If he didn't answer, he changed it to a text message.

Wen Yining looked at his phone and then at Chen Sa.

I wanted to remind you, but judging from the current situation, she deliberately ignored her.

After getting off the viaduct, the car will be smooth.

After driving for a while, Wen Yining turned around frequently, hesitated for a moment, and told Chen Sa: "Sister Sa, there is a car behind you that seems to be following you all the time."

Chen Sa raised his head and looked at the rearview mirror. A silver Bugatti Veyron was always following the car.

Wen Yining noticed her expression, which was repulsive, disturbed, and helpless. For a moment, the clouds of sorrow passed between her eyebrows.

After a brief loss of composure, Chen Sa stepped on the accelerator and overtook three cars fiercely and domineeringly, and threw the car away.

——

Fu Xiping invited Tang Qichen to dinner in the evening.

He dug up a Japanese chef from somewhere, who is said to have served as a state banquet.

When Tang Qichen arrives, all the people who should come will be here.

Those who can get together at home are all very friendly and familiar with each other. The two younger ones call him brother.

Fu Xiping sat cross-legged on the ground playing games, and turned around and saw people shouting: "What's the matter with you? You don't even eat after working overtime, right?"

Ke Li smiled and helped: "Mr. Tang has been to Suzhou for two days. I'm back today, and a lot of things need to be handled."

Fu Xiping didn't care and just shouted to the kitchen: "Okay, let's live together."

Tang Qichen was not very interested in sashimi, or he was not very interested in what he had eaten.

Fu Xiping wanted to pour him sake, but Ke Li stopped him, "Don't let him drink it, his illness is not cured yet."

"What's wrong again?"

Fu Xiping raised his head and stopped as soon as the wine bottle was tilted. "Are you an old problem?"

Tang Qichen said lightly: "No."

"You have to be careful with your own body. Our age is stuck in the middle, and we are all laying the foundation for the future. We can still bear it now. After 40 years, the illness will come."

Fu Xiping persuaded him to be sincere, "Xiao Ke, you are the person around him, so I usually remind you more."
To be continued...