Cheng Yuan’s face went cold.
He felt that Rong Ci was taking advantage of her status to act special.
“Secretary Rong, please correct your work attitude.
Do you think this is your home?!”
Rong Ci picked up her bag, her attitude unchanged.
“If you are dissatisfied, you can fire me right now.”
“You—”Previously, he had followed Feng Tingshen to Country A, but he did know that Rong Ci had already submitted her resignation.
Although he had Feng Tingshen’s deep trust, the company wasn’t his dictatorship.
He didn’t have the power to just kick Rong Ci out whenever he wanted.
Moreover, Rong Ci was highly favored by the old matriarch of the Feng family.
If Rong Ci went to complain over there, even if he was certain Feng Tingshen would protect him, he wouldn’t come out unscathed.
Rong Ci didn’t pay him any mind, stepping past him and leaving.
Cheng Yuan’s face turned green with anger as he stormed out of the Secretarial Department.
Seeing his terrible expression, Jiang Zhe asked, “What happened?”
Cheng Yuan told him what had occurred.
Jiang Zhe was quite surprised.Usually, he was the one who interacted with Rong Ci the most.
He also had a certain understanding of Rong Ci’s personality.
He couldn’t help but say, “This doesn’t seem like something Rong Ci would do.
Could there be some misunderstanding?”
“There’s no misunderstanding.
That’s exactly how it happened.
In my opinion, Rong Ci is just taking advantage of her status to act special.
She’s not as great as you usually say she is.”
Jiang Zhe paused for a moment.
“Maybe since she’s about to resign, she’s just slacking off?”
But Rong Ci had actually been quite proactive with her work recently, no different from before.
Just then, Feng Tingshen walked over from not far away.
“What’s going on?”
“It’s Secretary Rong.
She clocked out before finishing her work.”
“If you’re dissatisfied, just follow the procedure to fire her.”
It was obvious that Feng Tingshen didn’t care about this matter at all.
Hearing this, Jiang Zhe and Cheng Yuan froze.It wasn’t that they thought Feng Tingshen was being too cold about Rong Ci’s affairs.Rather, judging by his tone, it seemed he had no idea that Rong Ci had already submitted her resignation.
But wasn’t Rong Ci’s resignation his idea?
Could they have gotten it wrong?
Just as they were about to speak, Feng Tingshen’s phone rang.
It was Lin Wu calling.Feng Tingshen didn’t even glance at them again.
As he walked past them toward the elevator, he answered the phone.
“I’m getting off work now.
I’ll be there in a bit…”
Jiang Zhe and Cheng Yuan looked at each other in bewilderment.
Jiang Zhe said, “Maybe Mr.
“That’s definitely possible.”
After all, Feng Tingshen had always been completely indifferent to anything concerning Rong Ci.
…
On the other side.
Feng Jingxin was very close to Grandmother Rong.
Previously, whenever Feng Jingxin was at home and Rong Ci went back to the Rong family estate, Rong Ci would basically always bring her daughter along.But now, although Feng Jingxin had returned to the country, she hadn’t called Rong Ci once in all these days.
Instead, she called Lin Wu every single day and missed her terribly after just a few days apart.
Since that was the case, there was no need for Rong Ci to force it.
Besides, Feng Jingxin and Lin Wu were so close now.
If the old matriarch found out, who knew how furious she would be.
So, this time when returning to the Rong family, even though Feng Jingxin was back in the country, Rong Ci didn’t go to Feng Tingshen’s place to pick her up.
She went back to the Rong family alone.
The traffic was a bit heavy, and by the time Rong Ci arrived at the Rong estate, it was already past six in the evening.
When Grandmother Rong saw her, her smile faltered slightly.
She reached out to touch Rong Ci’s face with a pained expression.
“You’ve lost weight.”
Rong Ci’s eyelashes fluttered slightly as she said, “Work has been busy lately.”
The old lady sighed.
“No matter how busy you are, you must eat properly.”
“I understand, Grandma.
I’ll take care.”
Rong Ci sat beside the old lady, resting her head against her grandmother’s shoulder, drawing some warmth from her presence.
Seeing that the mutton had stewed enough, the old lady instructed the servants to bring out a bowl of soup for her to warm up first.
Listening to her grandmother’s caring words and thinking about everything that had happened recently, tears welled up in Rong Ci’s eyes.
Afraid her grandmother would worry if she found out, she quickly suppressed her emotions and asked, “Are my uncle and aunt still away on their trip?”
“No, they’re having too much fun.
They said they’ll come back a week later.”
“What about Uncle?
Does he have business entertaining tonight?”
“Hearing you’re back, your uncle canceled his engagements.
He said he’d come back to have dinner with us.
He should be back soon.”
“Okay.”
No sooner had they finished speaking than Rong Changsheng returned.
Seeing Rong Ci, he smiled and said, “Xiao Ci is back?”
But immediately after, his brows furrowed.
“Why are you so thin?
Haven’t you been eating properly?”
Rong Ci smiled.
“I was too busy before…
I’ll definitely eat more in a bit.”
Rong Changsheng let out a soft sigh.
As the servants brought the dinner to the table, he kept piling meat into her bowl.Rong Changsheng said she had lost weight, but Rong Ci could actually see that he looked haggard too.
Although she hadn’t joined the Rong Group, she knew things were tough for the company right now.
Over the years, there had been several projects where, if Feng Tingshen had lent a hand, the Rong Group wouldn’t have fallen to its current state.
But apart from the two times when the old matriarch had given a strict order, Feng Tingshen had never helped her.
She figured that if it weren’t for the old matriarch, given Feng Tingshen’s misunderstanding of her, he wouldn’t just refuse to help; he would probably turn around and destroy the Rong Group instead.
Thinking of this, Rong Ci smiled bitterly.
The delicious, flavorful mutton in her mouth suddenly lost its taste.
Knowing she was in a difficult position, even when he needed it, Rong Changsheng had never asked her to seek Feng Tingshen’s help.
After dinner, while the old lady was dozing off, Rong Ci handed Rong Changsheng a bank card containing seventy million.
“Xiao Ci, Uncle doesn’t need—”
“I have no use for it anyway.”
Rong Ci pushed the card back to him.
“I can’t help with anything else.
This is all I can do.”
It was true that she had been good at studying since she was young.
She could do research and development, but she didn’t seem suited for business.
Fortunately, she had applied for several patents in artificial intelligence in her early years.
The tech company she had co-founded with Yu Moxun and others also paid annual dividends.
Adding it all up, even if she just lay flat, she could still receive tens of millions a year.
Rong Changsheng felt ashamed.
“You’ve given Uncle money so many times, but the company is still…”
Still half-dead.
“It’s because your uncle is incompetent.”
“It’s normal for company transformations to require heavy investments.
Don’t put too much pressure on yourself, Uncle.”
Saying this, she remembered what Yu Moxun had told her when he left the other day: “The AI field is developing incredibly fast right now.
With your development capabilities back then and my operational skills, if you hadn’t rushed into marriage back then, our company would probably be worth hundreds of billions now.
Becoming the industry leader in the country wouldn’t be a problem.
Fortunately, there’s still massive room for growth in AI now, and we still have a chance.
I hope you can return as soon as possible.”
If she could truly regain her past abilities, once she returned to the company and made it thrive, she would be able to provide her uncle with even more financial support.
…
By the time Feng Tingshen got home, it was already past ten at night.
Feng Jingxin rubbed her eyes.
“Dad, you’re back?”
“Mhm,” he replied faintly.
“If you’re sleepy, go to bed.”
“Got it.
Goodnight, Dad.”
“Mhm.”
After Feng Jingxin went upstairs to sleep, Feng Tingshen took the glass of water the butler had poured for him, drank it, and went upstairs as well.
The master bedroom was still pitch black.
It seemed there was no one.
Feng Tingshen paused, then turned on the light.
Sure enough, there was no one.