Jiang Wei was not a useless flower vase. With the resources at her disposal and her own efforts, she had clinched the award for Best Actress. But with Huasong dia backed by the towering FS in the entertainnt industry, its position was naturally unshakeable.
Now, with the sudden contract termination with Jiang Wei, the future resources were really uncertain.
Jiang Wei realized this as well. She fell silent for a long while and suddenly stood up to leave, "I have other matters, hanging up now."
Li Qing imdiately said, "Weiwei, don’t be impulsive!"
"President Fu, the reception desk called to say that Miss Jiang has been waiting downstairs for nearly three hours."
Feng Li reported the situation from the reception desk to Fu Jinghen as he ca out of the eting room.
"If it’s about the contract termination, tell her to go to Huasong."
"It’s not..." Feng Li leaned in closer and whispered into Fu Jinghen’s ear, "She said, about the incident with the Boss Lady and Young Master Qi at the engagent banquet..."
Feng Li seed unsure how to phrase it, his sentence stumbling.
Fu Jinghen paused in his stride, then continued as normal, "Let her co up."
"Okay."
Fu Jinghen closed the folder in his hand and handed it to Feng Li, striding toward his office.
Jiang Wei felt the change the mont she stepped out of the elevator on the top floor.
President Fu’s office occupied half of the top floor, and right next to his office was the one belonging to his executive assistant, Feng Li. The other four secretaries were accommodated on the other half of the floor, directly opposite the elevator doors. Sitting in the position of the chief secretary, next to the assistant’s office, was not the senior colleague Jiang Wei knew.
It was another secretary.
Seeing this, Jiang Wei couldn’t help but curl her lips in self-derision.
She walked out of the elevator, doing her best not to mind those glances directed at her, and made her way to the innermost office.
She raised her hand to knock and waited until she heard "Co in" from inside before pushing the door open.
"The door’s open."
The action of closing the door behind her ca to an abrupt halt when the man inside spoke.
Jiang Wei looked up at the man behind the desk, "Brother Jinghen..."
Fu Jinghen interrupted her affectionate address, "If I’m not mistaken, Miss Jiang, you’re here regarding Qiaoqiao and Ah Ming."
"If you ca to reminisce, I believe there is nothing between us worth reminiscing about.
Again, the cold and distant terms and tone.
Jiang Wei clenched the strap of her handbag in her hand, fell silent for a while, and montarily suppressed the surging emotions in her heart. She took out her phone, tapped it a few tis, and extended it toward Fu Jinghen, "Brother Jinghen hasn’t forgotten the attempt of Wen Qiao to drug Qi Ming at your engagent party with her, has he?"
Fu Jinghen glanced at the photo on the screen.
In the photo, a man and a woman were entangled in bed, the man pinned beneath the woman with his eyes tightly shut.
The woman’s hair was all swept to one side, and the half of her face exposed to the cara very clearly showed the adoration and infatuation in her eyes as she looked at the man.
The man and woman in the photo were obviously Wen Qiao and Qi Ming, and Wen Qiao was dressed in the gown prepared for the engagent banquet.
Yet, she was entangled with another man while wearing the dress ant for her engagent.
This was undoubtedly the greatest irony.
Expecting to see an enraged Fu Jinghen, Jiang Wei was surprised to see the man remain calm and collected after viewing the photo.
Fu Jinghen lifted his eyelids, looking coldly at Jiang Wei across the desk, "If the purpose of showing this photo is to threaten into reversing Huasong’s contract termination with you, I’d advise you not to waste your ti."
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