85: C85 I Quit!

C85 I Quit!

The beggar got the order and struggled to stand up. He slapped Soong Bowen's window with his hand full of stimulants and scolded, "You are the manager of the car! Stop pretending!"

As he cursed, the seven big aunt and eight big aunt all came over. All kinds of filthy words spewed out like a well. That posture was truly shocking.

Not long ago, Soong Bowen was the manager of tens of thousands of employees under his command. When he walked in the office, he was welcomed by hundreds of people. When had he ever been so angry?

For a moment, he was overwhelmed by anger. He spat out a mouthful of old blood. His body was limp and limp on the chair, and he actually fainted.

"Old dog also vomited blood from anger. Brothers, let's disperse." Watermelon laughed and shouted at the top of his lungs.

The blood-covered beggar, his seven aunt and eight aunt, as well as the people that Mr Pumpkin had invited, all dispersed in an instant.

Mr Pumpkin saw that the hospital's security guards had also come over. He ordered his brothers to light two large plates with ten thousand sounds of firecrackers. They left with the crowd. The large banner attracted the attention of countless people.

Crackle, crackle, crackle...

The deafening sound of firecrackers woke up the unconscious Song father and son. Seeing that the troublemakers outside the car had all left, the onlookers looked at them gloatingly, and their faces were even darker than the bottom of a pot.

Soong Yang clenched his fists so tightly that he wished he could tear Han Qiang's bones and eat his flesh!

Soong Bowen, who had been doing well in the workplace for decades, was furious, but at the same time, a deep sense of powerlessness welled up in his heart. He was afraid that Han Qiang would put on such a show again and make both of them die of anger. He might as well not go back to the hospital and let the driver drive straight to the villa in the suburbs. It would be troublesome if they did not see it.

Soon, Han Qiang heard the news of Soong Yang and his son vomiting blood again. He gave Mr Pumpkin an extra ten thousand yuan.

Wang Na sighed lightly and said, "Mr Qiang really came to make Soong Yang angry. He is really too awesome. He probably would not even dare to write a novel like this."

"What a joke. He was so angry that he vomited blood. He even tried to marry my cousin. He is really overestimating himself." Jia Wen agreed.

Wang Na lightly held Han Qiang's arm and smiled charmingly. "Yes, yes. That trash who wanted to marry me vomited blood three times because of anger. He definitely would not dare to have any improper thoughts towards me in the future. Mr Qiang must be responsible for me."

Han Qiang did not know whether to laugh or cry. He said, "What responsibility? He helped you solve the problem completely. He should reward me."

"Then how about giving me to you as a reward?" Wang Na grinned like a little fox.

Jia Wen said with some sourness, "Cousin said it was fair competition. How can you directly put yourself in other people's arms like this?"

Wang Na pinched her small waist and proudly said, "Oh, oh ~ If you are not convinced, you should also stuff yourself in ~"

"Tsk ~ The Lun family doesn't have a cousin who doesn't need Facebook."

Jia Wen ran out with a red face.

Wang Na smiled charmingly and patted his chest, "See, Mr Qiang? You are getting better and better, and your cousin's resistance to you is getting worse and worse. You have to be careful in the future and don't get yourself caught in it."

An extremely bad feeling rushed into his heart and Han Qiang said weakly, "Don't tell me that the wild bees and butterflies attracted by Ms Na have just been dealt with and Ms Wen's swarm of bees and butterflies will arrive again?"

"Humph, humph ~ Make a guess yourself ~" Wang Na gave him a flirtatious glance.

...

In the West District IBM store, Yang Faang, who had made up her mind to leave, seriously and conscientiously sorted out her accounts and called the customers who had yet to pay in advance to urge them to pay in advance.

A foxy looking woman with a head full of small curly hair painted lipstick on the desk behind her. The phone on the desk did not answer even when it rang. It was not until she finished applying lipstick that she picked up the microphone neither too fast nor too slow.

A flattering laugh came from the other side, "Sister Gan Jing, I am Liu Shuang from the Vientiane Computer Room. Just now, Yang Faang from our store called me to ask for payment. Can you give me some more time?"

The foxy woman stroked her hair that was hanging down from her forehead and said with a lack of interest, "The company has rules and regulations. I am also very helpless."

Liu Shuang laughed and said, "Two days ago, brother went to the capital's major shopping mall to buy the latest Dior lipstick. Now you are sending it over to sister?"

"Diao lipstick?"0

Hearing this, Gan Jing was overjoyed. She had wanted to buy Diao's lipstick a long time ago, but Rock was only a third-tier city. There was no shopping mall at all. Her tone immediately changed, "Since your place is not convenient, let's delay another quarter of the payment."

"Thank you elder sister ~ Brother will be there in half an hour ~ " Liu Shuang said with a smile.

Gan Jing hung up the phone and casually said, "Little Yang, Liu Shuang's account in the computer room will be delayed for another quarter of the year."

When Yang Faang heard that, she became anxious, "Manager Gan, Liu Shuang's computer room bought 60 computers here at the beginning of the year and only paid a deposit of 100,000 yuan. The computers are changing so quickly now. If we don't withdraw the final payment as soon as possible, it is very likely that he will not pay it back. When the time comes, even if he sells all the computers in the computer room, he won't be able to take back the company's capital. "

Snap!

Gan Jing suddenly sat at a hundred tables and said in a sharp voice, "Now the manager of the Sales Department is me. Is it because I gave you face, Yang Faang, and you still dare to not listen to me?"

Yang Faang originally wanted to throw the table and leave, but due to her good professional ethics, she still suppressed her anger and said, "Manager Gan, I'm doing this for the sake of the company. I hope you can consider my opinion carefully."

Gan Jing impatiently scolded, "Think f * cking about it. Between you and me, who is the manager of the Sales Department?"

"You!" Yang Faang was so angry that her face changed.

Feng Shouyi, the owner of the store, came down from upstairs and said unhappily, "What are you arguing about in the morning at the company?"

Gan Jing twisted her snake like waist and grabbed his arm. Her fingers gently stroked his arm and said coyly, "Brother-in-law, take a look. Yang Faang is not satisfied with me being the manager of the sales department. Relying on my experience, I always tell you what to do with my decisions. "

Feng Shouyi's heart was stirred up and his expression was gloomy as he said, "Yang Faang has a clear position. If you want to do things here, you must be obedient. If you don't listen, pack up and get lost!"

Yang Faang originally wanted to persuade him to take back Liu Shuang's debt, but after hearing what he said, she was so angry that she laughed and slammed the table, "What a manager who takes care of his sister-in-law. I am not going to work in this lousy company anymore!"

"You are not going to work anymore?"

Feng Shouyi's eyes flashed a trace of ridicule, "You have to think about it properly. If you don't work here and sell some private goods to earn money, what will you use to go to your ex-husband's place to look after girls?"

Yang Faang's soft spot was mentioned and her expression became somewhat ugly. She said coldly, "You don't need to care about my matters! Let the finance department pay my salary and commission for this month!"

Gan Jing sneered and said, "Yang Faang wants to be shameless. Now you are the one who broke the contract and resign, and you still want to get paid?"

Feng Shouyi said proudly, "You either work until the 15th of next month to get paid, or you can't get a single cent. Choose yourself!"

Looking at the ugly faces of the two people, Yang Faang only felt a wave of nausea. This kind of lousy company could not even last a minute. She angrily said, "Save that money for you two, you pair of dogs, to use to beat up children. I don't want it anymore!"

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