Dear Mr. Shi

Song Qinghuan glared at him in protest. Seeing that he had no response, he threw the resignation letter on his desk.

Turn around, ready to leave.

Before taking a step, Shi Yuhan's voice rang: "Stop!"

Song Qinghuan turned around and looked at him. When she saw Yuhan's gaze, she casually glanced at the resignation on the desk. "You too value yourself. You are just a clerk in the personnel department. , Don’t bother me yet."

He looked at her, and returned to his old cold appearance, his face was cold and cold, as if the woman in front of him was just a stranger.

The surrounding air solidified with him.

"You thought I would come," Song Qinghuan said angrily, "Manager Zhao asked me to come to you!"

Shi's cold-proof lips curled, with a meaningful smile, his fingertips provoked the letter of resignation, only to hear the sound of "Bang La——" and the resignation was torn in half.

Song Qinghuan opened his eyes wide in surprise, strode forward, pressed both hands on the desk in front of him, and stared into his cold and arrogant eyes: "What are you thinking about, why are you tearing up my resignation letter!"

Shi Yuhan casually tore his resignation and threw it to the trash can next to it.

In Song Qinghuan's almost cannibal gaze, he showed a cold sneer: "Do you have an opinion?"

"..." Song Qinghuan glared at him, her eyes clearly expressing her opinion.

But she didn't say anything.

At this moment, silence means no opinion.

"No objection, go out." Shi Yuhan's thin lips spit out a few words coldly, and then continued to work.

It seems that he is really busy at the moment and has no free time at all.

Song Qinghuan clenched his fists, took a pen from his desk in one hand, and a piece of paper in the other: "I'll write another..."

Before she finished speaking, Shi Yuhan, who had never exposed her emotions easily, suddenly lost control and generally yelled at her: "Get out!"

Song Qinghuan was frightened and took a step back unconsciously.

Oh my god, he is so nervous, why is he so fierce to her suddenly, in his heart, does he hate her so much?

She has never been able to guess the mind of this man, just like now, she still doesn't understand, hates her, and why does she touch her? Don't leave her job yet!

Simply, she didn't bother to figure it out.

He left with a full body of anger, and when the door was closed, he slammed the door of the president's office, making a loud noise, and the roof seemed to be overturned, shocking Chen Tian outside.

The big Boss was in a particularly bad mood today, as he had guessed, he had a quarrel with Mrs. Boss.

The war is raging, and I don’t know if it will affect the innocent.

The elevator stopped on the 60th floor and opened with a bang.

Yu Yang stood outside, reached out and pulled her out of the elevator, "Er Huan, are you us? First, I asked for leave. I was outside just now, as if I heard you say that you are leaving. Now I think you are not in good spirits. Are you seriously ill."

It can be seen that she cares about Song Qinghuan very much and has been waiting for Song Qinghuan.

Song Qinghuan was taken aback for a moment, and tried to put out a smile, "I'm fine, I'm fine."

"Then why are you leaving?" Yu Yang asked.

"Something happened at home," Song Qinghuan casually found an excuse to prevaricate, and then changed the subject: "And I don't necessarily quit my job, and I won't approve it."