Mr. Fu treats her like life

Chapter 72

Fu Xiheng's elegant brows were soaked in frost, staring at An Nuan's face that was bound to die, the corners of his lips were curled up, and two cold lights shot out from his obsidian-like dark eyes.

And the person who was caught in the middle was the most angry, none other than Director Li.

Nowadays, hospitals are in urgent need of high-end and urgent talents, and Annuan's achievements have been obvious to all in the hospital, and she has made a lot of contributions to the hospital.

It's not that he doesn't know the real story of this matter. He learned from the nurse Xiaoqing that this high-ranking daughter of the Fu family really deliberately found fault with An Nuan, although he didn't know much about the details of their relationship.

But no matter what the relationship between them is, if An Nuan is fired like this, it will not only make a fuss, but also show some bullying and lack of human feelings.

However, this boss Fu...

Isn't it obvious that he wants to punish An Nuan?

It's really the first level of officialdom that crushes people to death. It's the first time Director Li feels so aggrieved by being a human being.

Thinking of this, Director Li's smooth forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, and he turned his head to Fu Xiheng dripping with sweat, "Mr. Fu, look..."

Fu Xiheng stood up slowly, and smoothed his elegant suit with knuckle fingers, "This little matter can't be solved, I think Director Li's position should be changed."

After the words fell, the man left with a blank expression.

Director Li froze in place, his face as silent as ashes.

You know, sitting in this position, how many days and nights he has put in, and how much hard work he has shed?
There is a saying that goes well: Some people live in tall buildings, while others live in deep ditch.

It's not terrible that people in deep ravines can't reach the high place. I'm afraid that if a person stays on the commanding height for a long time, he will suddenly plummet...

Such a disparity of drop is like falling off a cliff, and one's body is smashed to pieces, which is the most fatal blow to a person.

Director Li's dull eyes fell on An Nuan's eyes, and there was a ripple of sympathy in her heart.

But at the end of the day, she's a victim herself.Therefore, that sympathy is not worth flooding.

"Xiao Nuan—" When An Nuan turned to go out, Director Li stopped her from behind.

"Xiao Nuan," Director Li walked up to An Nuan, "I've worked in the hospital for so long, you must know my family situation. My child has no mother since he was a child, and I brought him up alone. It’s not easy, but I’ve survived all these years.”

There was a trace of pleading and earnestness in Director Li's eyes, "Nowadays, he has just been admitted to university, if he knew me..."

"Director Li, stop talking." An Nuan twisted her clothes vigorously, "Don't worry, I won't make things difficult for you."

People have to bow their heads under the roof.

An Nuan also understood in her heart that the reason why Director Li did this was also forced by the form.

He is just a director, so how can he shake Fu Xiheng, the real head of the family?
When An Nuan chased out from the office and saw the man on the phone outside the hospital lobby, she was somewhat relieved.

In the corridor of the hospital, there were many patients and doctors coming and going. In order not to damage the image, An Nuan gradually slowed down.

When the man hung up the phone and put the phone in his pocket, An Nuan just walked a few steps behind him.

Fu Xiheng seemed to have noticed it early in the morning, and before An Nuan could speak, he suddenly turned around.

　The pen is not my tool, it is my organ.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)