Madam, president loves you secrectly

"The documents here are clear in black and white. If you still have doubts, I can transfer the contents of the email to you."

Ouyang Chengjing saw her like this and explained it to her.

"If you still don't believe me, I have the phone number of Mr. Jun's assistant. I think he is more willing to let the assistant talk to you than Mr. Jun himself."

His tone was light, as if his dismissal was common to him. It was he who made song Manxi angry on the spot.

She lifted the dismissal document and crashed to the ground.

"Don't I have his assistant's phone? I need it from you?"

Motionless as a mountain, like Ouyang Chengjing, even if song Manxi was angry, the document wiped his side face, and he still stood as loose as a pine.

"That's the best. Miss Song can call and ask herself."

"Yes, I'll call in person."

When she finished, the space calmed down again. Song Manxi opened the mobile phone screen, looked up the address book, found the phone of Junlin's brother's assistant, and then dialed it out again.

The bell rang four or five times, but it was hung up by the other end. It seems that this is a determined decision to let her step down, but she is unwilling to let her contact them.

"How?" Ouyang Chengjing asked her after seeing that she had taken down her mobile phone from her ear.

Song Manxi closed his eyes and his eyelashes trembled slightly.

When did brother Junlin start to take care of her affairs? When she came here, it was grandpa Jun's order. Junlin also knew it and he acquiesced.

She has been working here for more than a year. If Junlin had to worry about it, she would have worried about it. Why wait until now.

Song Manxi eased his breath: "manager Ouyang, in that email, who else said that he was going to take my position?"

Ouyang Chengjing touched his chin and sneered a few times. His eyes were different from those just now: "yes."

"Who?"

"Miss Song, you should know her name best."

"Men and women?"

"Gu mingshuang."

Song Manxi was slightly stunned: "Gu mingshuang? How is it possible? It can't be her."

"It's impossible. She's the rightful wife of your family now. Your father has personally admitted it." Ouyang Chengjing said.

"Compared with other branches, the Junjia branch in T City, let alone who, can't see it. What's the reason for her to be such a remote place?"

"Don't you have to ask?"

"Ask me?"

"Over the past year, this branch has developed differently in your hands, Miss Song. It has great potential for development. Who won't care? Besides, Miss Song must be willing to give it to her. Why make such a big fire?"

His tone of voice returned to that kind of bitterness, as if song Manxi in front of him was the root of all these evils.

"What do you mean?"

Ouyang Chengjing seemed to want to say something under her questioning eyes, but he endured it again at last, and there was nothing at the beginning.

"What do you mean?"

Song Manxi approached him a few steps and pressed him in a bullying tone.

"Why am I willing to give up the company? Why are you so sure about what I don't even understand?"

"Miss Song."

Her tone was very bad, and Ouyang Chengjing also called her name.