Chapter 1221: Eating inside and out, can't stay

Zhang Chen looked at Sun Wenting with tears in his eyes, "Manager Sun, please..."

His voice was so sad that even Wang Kai almost couldn't help but plead for Zhang Chen.

Although Sun Wenting's tone softened, she still revealed a hint of indifference.

"Zhang Chen, get up!"

"No...I can't afford it! Unless you reject my application!"

"Zhang Chen, I have approved your application! There is no room for maneuver!"

Zhang Chen was stunned when he heard this.

"Why...why...why are you so cruel...I was just confused for a moment! And you didn't even ask me for a meeting! You are basically violating the rules!"

Zhang Chen began to pick on Sun Wenting.

Sun Wenting said with a cold face.

"Do you think that Mr. Geng doesn't know that you are betraying your own people?"

Zhang Chen felt as if he was struck by lightning when he heard this.

His thoughts exploded in his mind, and he murmured at last.

"Mr. Geng... How could Mr. Geng know..."

"Mr. Shen sold you out at the meeting! When Mr. Geng found out, he asked our HR department to fire you immediately! But I was soft-hearted, and after seeing your resignation letter, I decided to let you go in a dignified manner. Zhang Chen, let's part ways in peace, go back and pack your things."

Sun Wenting tried her best to use a calm tone to comfort Zhang Chen.

A man who kneels down to others at every turn might do something outrageous in the heat of the moment.

Zhang Chen knew that things had reached a point where they were beyond redemption.

If at the beginning, Song Jia and Liu Wen hadn't been there to pull me along.

Then Sun Wenting would definitely not click to agree to approve her resignation.

If that happens, you can still fight for a year-end bonus, and even if you are fired later you can still get a large compensation.

I have worked in Shen Group for ten years, and the N+1 compensation is close to .

The sum of these two sums of money combined can keep me going for half a year.

But now...

nothing left.

Next month's mortgage, car insurance, children's nutrition expenses, family living expenses...

Zhang Chen's eyes were blank and he looked like a walking corpse.

Seeing this, Song Jia and Liu Wen became furious.

We resigned with you and now we have nothing.

You act like nothing happened. You can kneel down and admit your mistake to Sun Wenting, but why can't you kneel down and admit your mistake to us!

Song Jia went up and bit Zhang Chen's arm, "You bastard!"

Liu Wen took off her high heels and smashed Zhang Chen's head with the 3-centimeter heel.

Zhang Chen screamed loudly. His arm was bitten several times and his eyebrow bone was broken.

All he could see was red.

It doesn't matter if you don't fight...

All the depression and resentment in Zhang Chen's heart were beaten out by them.

Zhang Chen's eyes instantly turned red. He raised his foot and kicked Liu Wen in the lower abdomen, kicking her two meters away.

Liu Wen was kicked unconscious on the spot.

Then, Zhang Chen grabbed Song Jia's hair.

Song Jia's hair was pulled and she cried out in pain.

Zhang Chen ignored the other person's shouting and directly held down the other person's head and smashed it onto Sun Wenting's desk.

There is a pen holder on the desk, which contains a utility knife and pencils.

In an instant, the bridge of Song Jia's nose was broken and a deep cut was left on her cheek by the stationery.

Song Jia wailed heartbreakingly.

Sun Wenting and Wang Kai, who were in the room, were stunned by the appearance of Song Jia and Liu Wen.

Fortunately, the security arrived in time.

They were also shocked when they saw the scene before them.

Everyone worked together to forcibly control Zhang Chen, and then prepared to pull him out of the group building to ensure the safety of others.

Song Jia recovered, touched her bloody face, and was stunned for a moment.

Your face is the one that feeds you!

It’s ruined like this, how am I going to live in the future?

Liu Wen was a hot-tempered person and passed out after being kicked.

When I woke up, I found that Zhang Chen had been controlled by someone.

Song Jia and Liu Wen came forward at the same time, ready to take revenge on Zhang Chen.

In the eyes of the security guard, their actions seemed like they were going to attack him.

The security guard didn't say a word and raised his fists to defend himself.

Song Jia and Liu Wen were punched twice by security guards for no apparent reason...

Afterwards, more than ten security guards dragged the three people downstairs of the group.

At this time, the security guard who received the alarm rushed to the scene.

Seeing this scene, the security guards were a little confused.

Isn’t this a high-end office building? Aren’t there all respectable white-collar workers inside?

Why are they all so embarrassed and disfigured...

Not far from the Shen Group building, a Cadillac Escalade pulled over with its lights on.

The woman in the back seat of the car pulled down her sunglasses and looked at the security vehicle in front of the Shen Group building, feeling confused.

"You said that the building full of security guards is the Shen Building?" Jennifer Kelly asked.

Sitting next to her was the director of the U.S. Consulate in Shanghai, China, Ward Puxi.

The other party also looked confused.

"Uh... yes sir."

"Did something happen over there?"

"Uh... this... I don't know what happened. How about I ask someone to find out?"

Jennifer Kelly didn't say anything, she just rolled down the window silently.

Today in Shanghai, the sky is cloudless and the sun is shining brightly.

Jennifer Kelly's eyes were fixed on the top of the Shen Group building.

At this moment, she seemed to see a woman on the top floor looking at her with the same eyes.

After a moment, Jennifer Kelly shook her head and said, "No, keep driving to the charity event."

Ward Puxi nodded and told the driver to drive...

Room 3210, Xilton Garden Hotel, Jiangning City, China.

The early morning sun shines directly into the house through the gaps in the curtains.

Qin Chuan's eyelids were a little hot from the morning sun.

He squinted his eyelids and turned over.

The palm of the hand accidentally rested on a soft and smooth object.

Qin Chuan pinched it subconsciously.

This thing is pretty flexible.

"Um..."

Suddenly, the owner of the object made a soft nasal sound.

Suddenly, Qin Chuan was sweating profusely and quickly withdrew his hand.

Qin Chuan opened his eyes and saw a very beautiful profile under the strong sunlight.

This face has both the cold white complexion of Caucasians and the delicate skin texture of Asians.

The nose is straight and the lips are thin and well-defined.

Qin Chuan breathed a sigh of relief, thinking to himself, "Fortunately, it was the face that was pinched..."

Since the temperature in the house was kept at 26 degrees, Qin Manyue was not covered with a quilt and was still wearing a bathrobe.

Maybe because I tossed and turned a lot at night, the bathrobe seemed a little loose and didn’t fit my body well.

She still had her cell phone in her hand, but it had run out of battery and turned off.

Apparently, Qin Manyue was exhausted from arguing with netizens last night before falling asleep.

Qin Chuan quietly got up, then lifted a corner of the quilt and covered Qin Manyue with it.

Just when the quilt was about to be covered.

Qin Manyue suddenly moved and did a standard sit-up.

She shouted in perfect French...