758: C758 Destroy the Greenery

C758 Destroy the Greenery

The next day, Feng Muyan landed in the Rong Group.0

Feng Muyan smiled and greeted her new colleagues. She tidied up her table and was full of energy.

In the end, after waiting for a while, no one arranged any work for her. Feng Muyan started to daydream for the whole day.

Just like that, after a week, not only did Feng Muyan not even touch Rong Jingcheng's shadow, she was also so idle that she sat in the office and napped every day.

Feng Muyan could only watch helplessly as her colleagues from other departments were so busy that they could not even step on the ground and did not even bother to drink a mouthful of water. She could only feel an itch in her heart and could not do anything.

This was simply torture!

After lunch, she returned to the office. After lunch, she went to the toilet. Just as she was about to go out, she heard someone chatting in the toilet outside.

"Hey, do you know the new girl?" A female voice brought up the topic.

"You mean Feng Muyan?" a female voice asked. Another voice replied.

"I heard that she got rejected in the interview and made a big joke. It has spread all over the company now. "

Feng Muyan hid in the toilet and was so angry that she wanted to rush out and slap them in the face. When had she ever been wronged like this!

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Half an hour later, Feng Muyan did not care about the secretary's obstruction and directly rushed into Rong Jingcheng's office.

"Didn't you want to enter the Rong Group? I have already satisfied you. What else do you have to be dissatisfied with?" Rong Jingcheng asked her with interest. Clearly, he was very satisfied with her angry look.

"I told you I wanted to be a secretary, but. . . You. . . " Feng Muyan was angry when she saw his calm look.

"Do you think you can be a secretary just because you want to? With your ability, you are not qualified. "

" People like you can't recognize your position at all. Since young, you are used to being obeyed. Anything you want is just a matter of acting cute. It is effortless for you to get it. Therefore, you will never work hard by yourself. You will only ask for it. I treat being rude and rude as cute. I don't know what's wrong with my body, but I don't know. I thought I was capable. "

Rong Jingcheng didn't want to hurt her, but he wanted to let this woman know that not everyone would indulge her.

Feng Muyan's eyes were red. " I am not like what you said. I will prove to you that I am powerful!"

Feng Muyan ran out of the Rong Group and squatted down on the lawn outside. She hugged her knees and cried.

"Miss, Miss?" Feng Muyan was using the grass under her hands to vent her anger on Rong Jingcheng when suddenly a voice sounded beside her ear. Feng Muyan turned around and looked. One was dressed in bright clothes. The middle-aged man was wearing a yellow sanitation uniform. He was looking at her with a big broom in his hand.

"What, what's wrong?" Feng Muyan was confused.

"You still want to say what's wrong? Do you know that your current actions are destroying the environment?" The uncle had a serious look on his face.

"I didn't. . . "

"You still deny it? These are the evidence under your feet!" The uncle was enraged by Feng Muyan's words. He put his right hand on his waist and held the broom with his left hand. His face was filled with indignation.

Under his feet?

Feng Muyan lowered her eyes to look at the grass that she had plucked. She immediately realized what she had just done. . . It's over, it can't be that unlucky, right?!

Thus, just as they were about to get off work, all the people who passed by the gate of the Rong Group of Fengcheng City saw a petite figure. There was a piece of paper hanging on her chest that did not match her overall temperament. On it, it said, "Destroying the greenery, I was wrong!!"

When Rong Jingcheng sat in the car, he revealed a trace of a smile.

This little girl, she thought that she would hide somewhere and cry, but in the end, she came to the main door to "humiliate herself"! Only she could do such a thing.

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