My Invincible Twin Babies

So I didn't insist anymore.

Song Weiyu stayed in the cafe for two or three hours and drank cup after cup of coffee. Until his stomach was full of coffee, he slowly got up in the strange sight of the clerk, packed up his things and returned to Huo's. As soon as she got to the door of Huo's gate, the leisure on her face was replaced by depression.

Stepping into the door of the company, she sensitively noticed that there was ridicule and funny play in the surrounding sight. Obviously, her expression let them know that song Weiyu was planted this time.

Song Weiyu returned to the office with a face and closed the door without saying a word.

The second group looked at each other and didn't know what to say when they looked at the closed office door. After half a ring, someone said weakly, "now... Is our project finished?"

She didn't finish her words. She only finished the celebration banquet yesterday. As a result, something happened to the project today, and their responsibility can't escape. Several bad minded people have begun to swear. The deputy project leader's face was also bad, but he still scolded those who spoke badly: "all right, shut up and go back to work. President Huo kept our project all day, so we have to continue to work."

The rest curled their mouths and returned to their jobs.

When it was quiet, the Deputy group leader pretended to look up carelessly and stared at the figure of one of the team members leaving. A dark light crossed his eyes. He turned his pen, opened the company's internal chat software and sent two messages.

The second group of employees who hid in the fire passage called Zhang Fan. They touched their mobile phone and made a phone call. After the opposite side was connected, they immediately opened their mouth in a tone like asking for credit: "deputy director Liao, song Weiyu, she came back with a smelly face. She must have failed."

The other side laughed, "I see. You did a good job."

"Well... Deputy director Liao, you see the title next time..."

"Don't worry, you can't do without your benefits." Deputy director Liao said with satisfaction, "I will transfer you to my hand, and the position will certainly not be bad."

Zhang Fan put down his heart, flattered deputy director Liao and patted him for a while before hanging up the phone. Satisfied, he put away his mobile phone and prepared to turn around and leave the fire passage, but as soon as he turned around, he saw song Weiyu leaning against the door. She held her chest in her hands and looked at him. She didn't know how much she heard.

The smile on his face did not recede. It stiffened at the corners of his mouth and looked quite funny. He swallowed his saliva and laughed twice: "Director Song, why are you here?"

Song Weiyu smiled and turned his eyes around him. "If I'm not here, how can I hear such a good play?"

Zhang Fan's smile completely disappeared. Song Weiyu obviously heard everything. He looked at Song Weiyu alone and had great courage: "Song Weiyu, even if you heard it, what if you caused such a great loss to the company? Do you think others will believe it if I did it?"

Song Weiyu shrugged and didn't answer.

He suddenly felt a little empty at the bottom of his heart, but his tone was more and more fierce: "don't think you can rest easy in the company by relying on your relationship with President Huo. You don't know how long you can sit in the position of director!"

"Why did you do that?" Song Weiyu asked, "this project is successful. You will benefit a lot as a member of the project team."

"So what?" Zhang Fan sneered, "I'm just a minion. I've been in the company for three years. It's time to go up."

Song Weiyu couldn't deny it. His eyes fell on the mobile phone he was holding in his hand. "Did deputy director Liao ask you to do it?"

Zhang Fan has a low sense of existence in the second group and doesn't talk much at ordinary times. Song Weiyu really didn't guess him for a while. If he wasn't eager to take credit and show his feet, song Weiyu couldn't be sure it was him.

"So what? You signed the contract and you committed it. Even if you have a relationship with Huo, he can't protect you all the time." Zhang Fandao.

Song Weiyu's mouth was slightly curved and his eyes were slightly cold. "What's Mr. Huo's idea? Why don't you listen to it yourself?"

Zhang Fan's eyebrows jumped, "what do you mean?"

"What do you mean?" Song Weiyu didn't answer. He directly opened the door behind him. Huo Tianhao was standing outside the door. Behind him was the leader of the second group. He was looking at him with a complex face.

The blood color on Zhang Fan's face faded in an instant.

He's finished.

The group leader of the second group found the record of Zhang Fan's quietly sending the scheme to deputy director Liao in Zhang Fan's computer, as well as the contract after he changed the amount.

"You're fired. You can go back and wait for the court summons." Huo Tianhao's face was a little cold. He was always tired of this secret trick, especially under his eyes.

Zhang Fan's face was pale and he couldn't say a word. Deputy director Liao just put all the problems on him. He changed the contract and changed it. What can happen even if it was directed by deputy director Liao? He ruined it all his life.

He stared at his toes, his eyes full of resentment.

Deputy director Liao, who stood beside him, also looked very bad. His forehead was full of cold sweat. He said anxiously, "Mr. Huo, I really didn't order this. He came to me and said he could do it. I'm innocent."

"Oh?" Huo Tianhao without emotion hooked the corner of his mouth and threw a stack of materials in front of him. Deputy director Liao squatted down to pick them up. Just after picking up a few, he seemed to be slapped hard. His face turned red and turned pale the next second.

Those materials are evidence of his private collection of kickbacks and occupation of public funds. There is even evidence that he contacted other companies to sell the company's internal information.

"What else do you have to say?" Huo Tianhao said, "if not, you can be ready to stay in prison for some time."

Zhang Fan and deputy director Liao have done enough to keep them in prison for several years.

Deputy director Liao has no words at all and can only let the assistant pull them away, but the accident happens in an instant. Zhang Fan breaks away from the assistant's hand, grabs the art knife on Huo Tianhao's table and stabs song Weiyu standing aside.

Song Weiyu stood a few steps away from Zhang Fan. He didn't react at all. He saw Zhang Fan's face rush over ferociously and holding a sharp art knife in his hand. Rao had been warned intellectually, but his body stood in place and watched the knife getting closer and closer to him.

"Be careful!"

Huo Tianhao's worried voice sounded almost at the same time. The next second, Zhang Fan kicked him out. Song Weiyu was rushed to him and protected him firmly, with his face on his chest.

Song Weiyu didn't turn his head when he heard Huo Tianhao's cold voice ring out: "catch him!"

"Are you okay?"

The man's face is very close. Song Weiyu can almost see his slender eyelashes and his cheeks are red.