Xiao Xun remembered the first time he rode in her car and quickly fastened his seatbelt, saying, "This is the city, be careful. I'm not in that much of a hurry."
After lunch, Secretary Fan drove Xiao Xun back to the Saint Roman building.
As he entered the building, everyone who saw him whispered, but as soon as Xiao Xun looked over, they immediately fell silent and busied themselves with other things.
He muttered to himself, "She's really going to cause trouble for me. Who knows what will be rumored inside now."
He took the elevator directly to the fifth floor. Because of the matter of firing someone, Xiao Xun did not go through HR. Thus, the Director of HR came to inquire about the situation.
The HR department of the mobile game company and the HR department of the head office were two completely unrelated departments. Therefore, this Director of HR was not as arrogant. All he did was ask routine questions and record them.
As soon as the HR department left, Ike walked in, "Old friend, I heard you're resigning?"
Xiao Xun leaned back in the chair of the small conference room, "You've got some sharp ears!"
Ike closed the small glass door of the conference room and sat down in the chair next to Xiao Xun, "Why are you leaving when you're doing so well? Is it related to Manager Wang's Secretary Fan from before..."
Xiao Xun raised an eyebrow, thinking, "As expected, in just one afternoon, the news has spread everywhere."
"Who told you this? Your imagination is too vivid!"
Ike gave a knowing look, "I understand, I understand! We're both men, I can relate."
Xiao Xun was annoyed and said directly, "Relate to what? Don't act so familiar; it's annoying. It makes it seem like we're closer than we are. We're just colleagues, with no personal interactions outside of work, though that will soon end. If you continue to be such a 'big mouth,' you'll regret it later."
He then pointed to the door and said, "Please leave now. I need some quiet."
Ike stood up sullenly, not daring to say a word, and pushed the door open to leave.
As soon as he stepped out, he looked at the small conference room and muttered, "Hmph! He's living off his girlfriend, and then he goes out 'cheating.' He's taking his anger out on me because he got fired. Serves him right."
Xiao Xun's face was grim. He thought, "The end is truly near, and I'm also going to another company. Otherwise, I would definitely deal with them one by one. With these people around, the company won't improve."
Actually, it had little to do with him. The company belonged to the shareholders. Mu Jiahe, as the largest shareholder, would certainly know about it. It was impossible that she didn't.
But would the company be better after these 'clean-ups'? Could they be 'cleaned up'?
In fact, as long as it wasn't a major principled issue, such leniency was also a form of protection for the company. As the saying goes, 'Water that is too clear has no fish.'
If a company's senior management constantly monitored its employees, managed even trivial matters, and intervened whenever they saw something they didn't like, that company wouldn't last long.
Xiao Xun was an "air-dropped" idealist, not someone who had climbed up from the lowest positions. He didn't understand the hardships involved. Otherwise, why would Wang Suchen use him as a "gun" to get rid of Zhang Youwei, who was already unavoidable? And it had nothing to do with him. After all, Zhang Youwei was transferred on par, and even promoted, so no one could say anything.
As for Zhang Youwei's actions, the evidence was conclusive, and he was caught red-handed. No one could say anything.
He sat in the small conference room on the fifth floor for a full two hours before he got up to return to the office in the technical department.
When he encountered Ike, Ike still greeted him enthusiastically, which made Xiao Xun feel a bit embarrassed.
No wonder Ike was so famous in investment banking at such a young age and held a position in company regulatory approval. He truly had some skills. Most people would have thought Xiao Xun was fired for offending the CEO and that he resigned to save face. They would have kicked him while he was down and cut off all contact. It was that realistic; if you don't leave, the tea cools.
At this moment, Secretary Fan called Xiao Xun. Xiao Xun frowned, found a secluded spot, and answered the phone, "Hello! What is it?"
"Nothing, can't I call you?"
Xiao Xun frowned, "I'm busy. Speak quickly, or I'll hang up."
"Okay, I came to ask if you've chosen an office building yet? The higher-ups said not to pick a place that's too stingy."
Xiao Xun looked at the bustling traffic outside the window, holding his phone in one hand and resting the other on the large glass curtain wall. "Have you heard of Jingji Dao Group?"
Secretary Fan, being the former secretary of Wang Suchen, immediately guessed his intention, "You want the Dingda Building on Huayuan Road?"
Xiao Xun retorted, "What do you think?"
"It's great! This is exactly in line with the higher-ups' intentions. They're planning to use this building for something. But I heard that Jingji Group's business has been fully entrusted to Saint Roman. Has this building also been bundled?"
Xiao Xun put on a smug and somewhat irritating expression, "That's your business. Your boss only told me to pick a place, not to negotiate it myself!"
"You haven't even taken office yet, and you're already putting on airs. Fine, I'll have my subordinates figure it out."
Xiao Xun grunted, "Well, if that's all, I'll hang up now."
"Wait~"
Xiao Xun turned around, as if he saw a fleeting figure, "What is it?"
"Are you free tonight? Want to go for dinner and a movie?"
Xiao Xun said, "No, I'm busy," and hung up the phone. Then he walked towards where the figure had flashed, where only a public relations team responsible for online promotion was typing away, with no other suspicious personnel.
He closed his eyes and pinched the bridge of his nose, telling himself, "I'm probably just too tired lately. I need to rest properly."
He glanced at his phone; there were still two hours until work ended. He thought he would go back to the office for a drink first.
For some reason, even in the cold, he liked drinking carbonated cold drinks. He wasn't afraid of getting diarrhea; he just felt refreshed, almost like an addiction.
As soon as he opened a can of Coke, the phone rang. It was Xiao Sanmao, whom he hadn't contacted in a long time.
"What's blowing in the wind today that you're calling me?"
Xiao Sanmao's laughter was hearty, "My brother is a busy man now. I wouldn't dare disturb you if it wasn't important."
"Go ahead!"
Xiao Sanmao didn't get straight to the point but asked, "What's your relationship with Guan Jiawen now?"
He didn't know why Xiao Sanmao was asking, but he still replied, "Colleagues, superior and subordinate."
Xiao Sanmao hesitated for a moment and asked, "Is there a romantic relationship?"
He said emphatically, "No."
"I thought so."
Xiao Xun was still confused, "What's the matter with your call? Just tell me! You're being so hesitant; it's not like you."
Xiao Sanmao said helplessly, "What else could it be? It's what I told you before; it's come true."
Xiao Xun immediately understood, "You mean Guan Jiawen asked you for money again?"
"She didn't ask me, but after the last incident, I told everyone I knew not to lend her money. But there are too many people in this business. If I don't lend, others will. She borrowed it and can't repay it. Now, a few people I know are preparing to 'blast' her contact list. The next step should be visiting her home."
"Alright, I got it. I'll handle it. By the way, how is Chu Ningxiang doing?"
Xiao Sanmao sighed, "I saw the news too. I originally wanted to find you at the hospital, but then the police arrested her. But it shouldn't be a big problem. I heard from a relative that the person who stabbed you kept saying that Chu Ningxiang didn't know anything and that he did it all by himself. However, that man has mental illness, so he probably won't be sentenced to death. Chu Ningxiang, if nothing unexpected happens, should be fine too. That little vixen is too ruthless. Forget it... I won't say anymore..."
"Okay, I know. I'm a bit busy lately. If you have anything, just text me."
Xiao Sanmao readily agreed, "Alright! Brother, I know you're busy, so I'll hang up now!"
After hanging up the phone, Xiao Xun first checked his transaction records. Guan Jiawen's promised rent was not there. He immediately drove to the convenience market.
Seeing Xiao Xun, Guan Jiawen, who was busy, immediately stopped her work and stood aside, "Manager Xiao, what brings you here today?"