Don’t Make Trouble, Mr. Bo!

The news of Shen Fanxing's resignation instantly spread throughout the Su Clan.

On the way back to the office, Shen Fanxing was surrounded by many people trying to save her.

But her attitude remained firm and unconvincing.

Of course, there were also a few sarcastic ones, and she didn't pay any attention to them.

By the time she returned to the office with difficulty, Shen Qianrou and Su Heng were already in her office.

Standing beside Su Heng, Shen Qianrou softly instructed someone to vacate the office.

"I don't want this table, nor do I want the cabinet. I want brand new information about the fragrance on it, re-copy the old documents, and re-buy the books..."

Then he looked at Su Heng and smiled softly, "I'm sorry, I'm not used to using things that others have used."

Su Heng smiled slightly and said softly:

"It doesn't matter, everything is according to your wishes."

Shen Fanxing looked at them coldly, always feeling that something was wrong with Su Heng and Shen Qianrou today.

It was a sense of...a deliberate distance.

"What are you doing, don't you hurry up and move?"

Looking at the two subordinates who were motionless, Su Heng frowned and scolded in a low voice!

The two looked at each other and hesitated.

"you……"

"Ahui." An indifferent voice sounded.

Several people in the office all looked towards the door, and Shen Fanxing had already walked to Ahui's side.

"Director Shen..."

"Is there a fire?" Shen Fanxing asked blankly.

"Yes." Ahui took out the lighter and handed it to Shen Fanxing.

Shen Fanxing took it, turned around, opened the cabinet, took out a folder inside, walked to Su Heng, and let Su Heng take a look.

"These are the perfume recipes that I have researched by myself over the years. The ones that have been invalidated before and those that have not been used are all here. Do you see them?"

"What do you want to do?"

Su Heng narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Shen Fanxing with some vigilance.

Shen Fanxing narrowed her eyes, picked up the documents, and in front of Su Heng, but all those documents were set on fire.

The firelight reflected on the faces of several people in the office, which was extremely solemn.

Watching the paper burn to ashes, Shen Fanxing threw the lighter to Ah Hui and said:

"My things, I have the right to deal with them, and some people will make a mess of it!"

As she said that, she glanced coldly at Shen Qianrou, her face was expected to be sinister.

Shen Fanxing silently retracted his gaze and said to Ah Hui:

"Throw away everything in the office, save it from being soiled!"

"...Okay!" Ah Hui was stunned for a moment, but still responded.

After that, Shen Fanxing picked up the coat and bag on the hanger and walked out indifferently.

Su Heng looked at her unrepentant back, thought for a while, then chased out, caught up with Shen Fanxing in the Houti Hall, and grabbed her hand.

"Let go." Shen Fanxing frowned with a cold expression.

Instead, Su Heng tightened his grip.

"Fanxing, do you really have to do this between you and me?"

Shen Fanxing withdrew his hand forcefully, took a few steps back, and stayed a little further away from Su Heng, looking at him, full of mockery in indifference:

"Never stop? How can you and Shen Qianrou be completely fulfilled?"-

Shen Fanxing drove directly back to the apartment, thinking about it all the way.

Thinking of the six years ago that Anali mentioned today, there were too many, unstoppable notoriety, and she was surrounded by water.

Her eyes suddenly flickered, not wanting to think about the past, she took a deep breath and increased the speed. The black Volkswagen CC drove quickly on the streets of the city.

The first thing Shen Fanxing did when he entered the door was to take a shower.

What Grandma Bo said is right, it's a place full of filth, so why bother.

There is really nothing to miss.

However, she has to be worthy of her past, and she can't let her past be too wronged.

There are some things she can't completely let go of after all.

One day, she will vindicate her past self.

Just thinking of Grandma Bo for a moment, a beautiful face suddenly flashed in my mind.

Remember what he said yesterday...

Shen Fanxing came out of the bathroom in her nightgown, sat on the sofa, took out her phone from her bag and opened it.

No news.

"I will be very busy these days, you have a good rest, I will call you."

She still remembers that low-pitched voice very clearly, and it has the magic power to deceive people.

He pursed his lips, his indifferent expression was a little gloomy, maybe he was really busy.

After that, she was stunned again.

Why is she... expecting such a thing?

Helplessly shook his head, put the phone on the coffee table and stood up.

But halfway through, he stopped again, stared at the phone for a while, picked it up again, and walked into the bedroom. -

The eighty-eighth floor of the top floor of the Bo Consortium.

The huge conference room is rigorously decorated with luxurious extravagance.

The atmosphere at the moment is extremely tense and depressing!

[PS: Hahaha, I always feel that our Mr. Bo's face is going to hurt~~~~~]