Chapter 9

Cheng Yuan's face turned cold, feeling that Rong Ci was relying on her status to engage in special treatment: "Secretary Rong, please straighten out your work attitude. Do you think this is your home?!"

Rong Ci picked up her bag, her attitude remaining the same: "If you have any dissatisfaction, you can dismiss me now."

"You—"

Before, he followed Feng Tingshen to Country A, but he did know that Rong Ci had already submitted her resignation.

Although he was deeply trusted by Feng Tingshen, the company wasn't his one-man show, and he didn't have such great power to say let Rong Ci roll if he wanted her to roll.

Moreover, Rong Ci was very well-regarded by Feng Old Lady. If Rong Ci went to complain there, even if he could be sure Feng Tingshen would protect him, he wouldn't be able to take advantage of it.

Rong Ci didn't manage him and left, passing him.

Cheng Yuan's face turned green with anger and he left the secretarial department.

Jiang Zhe saw his expression was wrong and asked: "What happened?"

Cheng Yuan told him about the matter.

Jiang Zhe was very surprised.

Usually, it was he and Rong Ci who had more contact.

He also had a certain understanding of Rong Ci's personality.

He couldn't help but say: "This doesn't look like something Rong Ci could do, is there any misunderstanding?"

"No misunderstanding, the process is like this. In my opinion, Rong Ci is just relying on her status to engage in special treatment. Where is she as good as you usually say?"

Jiang Zhe paused: "Could it be that she is going to resign, so she started to rot?"

But Rong Ci had been very active in her work recently, no different from the past.

At this time, Feng Tingshen walked over from not far away: "What happened?"

"It's Secretary Rong, she went off work before finishing her work."

"If you are dissatisfied, just follow the procedure to dismiss her."

It could be seen that Feng Tingshen didn't care about this matter at all.

Jiang Zhe and Cheng Yuan heard this and were stunned.

It wasn't that they felt Feng Tingshen was too cold about Rong Ci's affairs.

But listening to Feng Tingshen's meaning, he seemed to not know at all that Rong Ci had already submitted her resignation?

But Rong Ci resigning, wasn't it his intention?

Could it be that they were wrong?

They were just about to speak when Feng Tingshen's phone rang.

It was a call from Lin Wu.

Feng Tingshen didn't look at them again, passed them while walking toward the elevator, and answered the phone: "I'm off work now, I'll be there in a while..."

Jiang Zhe and Cheng Yuan looked at each other.

Jiang Zhe: "Could it be that President Feng forgot?"

"There is indeed a possibility of this."

After all, Feng Tingshen had never paid attention to Rong Ci's affairs.

On the other side.

Feng Jingxin and Rong Old Lady were very close.

Previously, as long as Feng Jingxin was at home, whenever Rong Ci returned to the Rong family, Rong Ci basically brought her daughter back with her.

But now, although Feng Jingxin returned to the country, it had been so many days, yet she hadn't called her once, but instead called Lin Wu every day, missing her if she didn't see her for a few days.

Since that was the case, she didn't need to force it.

Besides, now that Feng Jingxin and Lin Wu were so close, if the old lady found out, she didn't know how angry she would be.

Therefore, this time returning to the Rong family, even though Feng Jingxin had returned to the country, she didn't go to Feng Tingshen's side to pick her up, but returned to the Rong family alone.

The road was a bit congested, and by the time Rong Ci arrived at the Rong family, it was already past six o'clock in the evening.

Rong Old Lady saw her, her smile paused, and she touched her face with some heartache: "You've lost weight."

Rong Ci's eyelashes flickered, and she said: "Work has been busy lately."

The old lady sighed: "No matter how busy you are, you have to eat well."

"I know, Grandmother, I will pay attention."

Rong Ci sat beside the old lady, leaning her face on the old lady's shoulder, absorbing some warmth from the old lady.

Seeing that the mutton was almost stewed, the old lady instructed someone to serve a bowl of soup for her to warm her body first.

Listening to the old lady's concerned words, thinking of the things that had happened during this period, tears welled up in Rong Ci's eyes.

She was afraid that if the old lady knew, she would worry, so she hurriedly stopped her emotions and asked: "Are Aunt and the others not back from their trip yet?"

"Not yet, they are having fun, saying they will come back a week later."

"What about Uncle? Does he still have to socialize tonight?"

"Your uncle heard you were back, so he pushed aside his social engagements, saying he would come back to accompany us for dinner, it is estimated he will be back in a while."

"Okay."

Just as their words fell, Rong Changsheng returned.

Seeing Rong Ci, he smiled and said "Xiao Ci is back?".

Just as his words fell, he frowned again: "Why have you lost weight? Have you not been eating well?"

Rong Ci smiled: "I was too busy before... I will definitely eat more in a while."

Rong Changsheng said "Ai", and when the servants brought dinner to the table, he kept picking meat for her.

Rong Changsheng said she lost weight, but Rong Ci also saw that he was also haggard.

Although she didn't enter the Rong Group to work, she also knew that the Rong Group's days were not good now, and Rong Changsheng was busy with the company's affairs every day, but he was temporarily unable to pull the company up.

In these years, for several projects, as long as Feng Tingshen lent a helping hand, the Rong Group would not have fallen into its current situation.

But except for the two times Feng Old Lady gave a death order, Feng Tingshen had never helped her.

She thought, if it weren't for Feng Old Lady, with Feng Tingshen's misunderstanding of her, Feng Tingshen would not only not help her, but would instead destroy the Rong Group.

Thinking of this, Rong Ci smiled bitterly, and the delicious mutton in her mouth lost its taste for a moment.

Knowing she was in a difficult position, even if there was a need, Rong Changsheng never said anything about asking her to find Feng Tingshen for help.

After dinner, while the old lady was dozing off, Rong Ci handed a card to Rong Changsheng, which contained 70 million.

"Xiao Ci, Uncle doesn't need—"

"I don't have much use for it." Rong Ci pushed the card to him: "I can't help with other things, the only thing I can do is this."

She was good at studying since she was a child, and she could do research and development, but she didn't seem suitable for business.

Fortunately, she had applied for several patents in artificial intelligence in her early years, and the technology company she co-founded with Yu Moxun and the others back then also had dividends every year. She added up all the money she got in a year, and even if she lay down, she could get tens of millions.

Rong Changsheng was ashamed: "You have already given Uncle money many times, but the company is still..."

Still half-dead.

"It's Uncle who is incompetent."

"It's normal for company transformation to have a lot of investment, Uncle, don't be under too much pressure."

Speaking of this, she remembered meeting Yu Moxun that day, and what Yu Moxun said when he left: "The AI field is developing very fast now. With my operational ability and your development ability back then, if you hadn't run off to get married, our company would probably be worth hundreds of billions now, and becoming a leading enterprise in this field in the country wouldn't be a problem. Fortunately, AI has a particularly wide space for development now, we still have a chance, I hope you can return as soon as possible."

If she really still had the ability she had back then, after she returned to the company and let the company develop better, then she would be able to provide more financial support to her uncle.

By the time Feng Tingshen arrived home, it was already past ten o'clock in the evening.

Feng Jingxin rubbed her eyes: "Dad, you're back?"

"Mm." He said coldly: "If you're sleepy, go to sleep."

"I know, Dad, good night."

"Mm."

Feng Jingxin went upstairs to sleep, Feng Tingshen took the water the butler poured for him, and after drinking it, he also went upstairs.

The bedroom was still pitch black.

It seemed there was no one.

Feng Tingshen paused and turned on the light.

Sure enough, no one.