Please Take Care of Me, Young Master Quan

“Late?”

“Shen President is personally catching them, and Manager Choi too…”

“Hmm, didn’t Sister Choi used to turn a blind eye to such things? Besides, our company isn’t that busy; being a little late should be fine. Why all this fuss?”

“That was then! Now that President Wang is gone, President Shen might not be as lenient. After all, things change. Anyway, let’s all keep a low profile and be more responsible; we don’t want to attract unwanted attention.”

“I’m telling you, Xiao Wen Wen, you’re overreacting. We’ve all seen how patient President Shen has been during our time here. She never said anything about being late or leaving early; in fact, she’d remind us to be safe on our way home. I’ve never had such a good boss. I refuse to believe she would target long-time employees.”

“Well said! Count me in!”

“+1.”

“+2.”

“+ID number.”

Chen Mo, the young man known as “Xiao Wen Wen”, scanned the group with a look of disdain, as if they were all fools. “Just wait and see…”

Five minutes later, the first girl who had been called inside came out crying. She ran halfway and then turned back, eventually stopping in front of the office door. She wiped her tears and bowed, saying, “Thank you, President Shen!”

Miao Miao, who was guarding the door, maintained her composure. “Alright, go pack your things.”

The girl cried bitterly, but she didn’t dare to wail loudly. She could only sob softly with her head lowered. Her trembling form tugged at the hearts of all the onlookers.

Everyone was dying of curiosity!

She cried so miserably, which indicated a severe punishment. But why was she thanking President Shen so sincerely? That earnest expression had no hint of coercion or resentment. It seemed like she had been scolded but also received some sweet reward.

However, when Miao Miao told her to “go pack your things,” it was an unexpected shock, like a sudden thunderclap on a sunny day!

Pack her things?

What did that mean?

Was she being transferred, or was she being fired outright?

Without giving anyone time to react, Miao Miao had already called the second person inside. “Chen Mei Yun…”

At this moment, a female employee pushed through the crowd and stepped forward. “I managed to ask… Xiao’ou said…” Her voice trailed off, and her face displayed a peculiar expression.

“What did she say? Speak up!” The crowd urged her on.

The woman gritted her teeth. “Xiao’ou said… she voluntarily resigned.”

“How is that possible?!”

“Is she out of her mind?”

“What’s going on?”

The discussions continued, filled with bewilderment.

If Shen Wan had forced employees to resign, those present might have caused a scene. However, now that Cheng Xiao’ou had willingly left, what could these outsiders say?

There was absolutely nothing to criticize; they could only tightly keep their lips sealed.

So, what exactly had happened in those five minutes that had caused Cheng Xiao’ou’s emotions and decisions to veer so far off the normal course?

The crowd’s curiosity didn’t last too long because the second person who went in had already come out. She patted her chest, looking as if she had narrowly escaped a disaster, and was quickly surrounded by everyone. Questions poured in one after another:

“Are you resigning too?”

“What did President Shen say?”

“Was it really frightening?”