Cheng Yuan's face darkened, feeling that Rong Ci was using her position to act with special treatment. "Secretary Rong, please get your work attitude in order. Do you think this is your home?!"
Rong Ci picked up her bag, maintaining her attitude. "If you have a problem with it, you can fire me right now."
"You—"
Previously, he had gone to Country A with Feng Ting Shen, but he also knew that Rong Ci had already handed in her resignation.
Although he was trusted by Feng Ting Shen, the company wasn't his sole domain, and he didn't have the authority to tell someone to leave just like that.
Furthermore, Rong Ci had the favor of Feng Ting Shen's grandmother. If Rong Ci went to her and complained, even though Cheng Yuan was sure that Feng Ting Shen would protect him, he wouldn't come out ahead.
Rong Ci didn't care about him and left, stepping around him.
Cheng Yuan's face turned green with anger as he left the secretary department.
Jiang Zhe noticed his strange expression and asked, "What happened?"
Cheng Yuan told him what had happened.
Jiang Zhe was very surprised.
Usually, he interacted with Rong Ci more.
He had a certain understanding of her character.
He couldn't help but say, "This doesn't seem like something Rong Ci would do. Isn't there some misunderstanding?"
"There's no misunderstanding, the process was exactly like this. In my opinion, Rong Ci is using her position to act with special treatment. She's nothing like what you usually describe," Cheng Yuan said.
Jiang Zhe paused for a moment. "Maybe she's about to resign and is starting to slack off?"
But Rong Ci had been very active at work lately, no different from how she had always been.
At that moment, Feng Ting Shen walked over from a short distance. "What's going on?"
"It's Secretary Rong. She left work before finishing her tasks."
"If you're dissatisfied, you can follow the proper procedure to fire her."
It was clear that Feng Ting Shen didn't care about this matter at all.
Jiang Zhe and Cheng Yuan were taken aback.
It wasn't that they thought Feng Ting Shen was being too indifferent about Rong Ci.
It was that from what Feng Ting Shen said, it seemed like he didn't even know that Rong Ci had already handed in her resignation?
But didn't Rong Ci's resignation come from his own wishes?
Could they have misunderstood?
Just as they were about to speak, Feng Ting Shen's phone rang.
It was a call from Lin Wu.
Feng Ting Shen didn't look at them again, walking past them toward the elevator as he answered the phone. "I'm off work now. I'll be there soon…"
Jiang Zhe and Cheng Yuan exchanged a glance.
Jiang Zhe said, "Maybe Mr. Feng forgot?"
"That is possible."
After all, Feng Ting Shen had always been indifferent when it came to matters regarding Rong Ci.
...
On the other side.
Feng Jingxin was very close to her grandmother.
Previously, whenever Feng Jingxin was at home and Rong Ci returned to the Rong family, she would always bring her daughter along.
But now, even though Feng Jingxin had returned to the country, she hadn't called her once in all these days. Instead, she called Lin Wu every day, and after just a few days without seeing Lin Wu, she couldn't stop thinking about her.
If that was the case, then there was no need to force it.
Besides, now that Feng Jingxin and Lin Wu were so close, if Grandma found out, she would probably be furious.
So, this time, even though Feng Jingxin had returned to the country, Rong Ci didn't go to Feng Ting Shen to pick her up. Instead, she went back to the Rong family on her own.
The road was a bit congested, and by the time Rong Ci arrived at the Rong family home, it was already past 6 PM.
When Rong's grandmother saw her, her smile faded for a moment, and with a hint of concern, she gently touched her face. "You've lost weight."
Rong Ci's eyelashes fluttered slightly, and she said, "Work has been busy recently."
Grandmother sighed, "No matter how busy you are, you must make sure to eat properly."
"I know, Grandma. I'll be more careful."
Rong Ci sat next to her grandmother, resting her face on her shoulder and drawing warmth from her presence.
When Grandma saw that the lamb stew was nearly done, she instructed someone to serve her a bowl of soup to warm her up.
Listening to her grandmother's caring words, Rong Ci thought about everything that had happened recently, and tears welled up in her eyes.
She didn't want her grandmother to worry, so she quickly suppressed her emotions and asked, "Aunt and uncle still haven't come back from their trip?"
"Not yet. They're having such a good time that they decided to stay for another week."
"What about uncle? Does he have any business dinners tonight?"
"Your uncle heard you were back, so he canceled his dinner plans and said he'd come back to have dinner with us. He should be back soon."
"Okay."
Just as they finished speaking, Rong Changsheng walked in.
Seeing Rong Ci, he smiled and said, "Xiao Ci, you're back?"
Then, noticing her, he furrowed his brows. "Why have you lost weight? Haven't you been eating properly?"
Rong Ci smiled. "I've been too busy lately... I'll make sure to eat more later."
Rong Changsheng sighed, and as the servants brought dinner to the table, he kept piling meat onto her plate.
Rong Changsheng said she had lost weight, but Rong Ci could tell he had also grown more haggard.
Although she hadn't worked at the Rong family business, she knew that things weren't going well for the company right now. Rong Changsheng was busy every day with company affairs, but he couldn't seem to turn things around.
In recent years, there had been a few projects where, if Feng Ting Shen had stepped in to help, the Rong family wouldn't have ended up in this situation.
But apart from the two times Feng Ting Shen's grandmother had forced him to help, he had never assisted her.
She thought to herself that if it weren't for Feng Ting Shen's grandmother, with Feng Ting Shen's misunderstanding of her, Feng Ting Shen wouldn't have helped her—he might have even worked against her and destroyed the Rong family.
Thinking about this, Rong Ci gave a bitter smile. The delicious taste of the lamb in her mouth suddenly lost its flavor.
Even though she was in a difficult situation, and even if there was a need, Rong Changsheng had never asked her to seek help from Feng Ting Shen.
After dinner, when Grandma was taking a nap, Rong Ci handed Rong Changsheng a card with seventy million inside.
"Xiao Ci, Uncle doesn't need—"
"I don't have much use for it," Rong Ci pushed the card toward him. "I can't help with much else, but this is all I can do."
She was good at studying since she was young. She could do research and development, but it seemed she wasn't suited for business.
Fortunately, she had applied for several patents in the field of artificial intelligence a few years ago. The tech company she co-founded with Yu Mo Xun and others still gave out dividends every year. At the end of the year, all her earnings added up, and even if she just laid back, she could receive tens of millions.
Rong Changsheng felt ashamed. "You've already given me money many times, but the company still..."
It was still barely staying afloat.
"It's not that you lack ability, Uncle."
"Company transformation and investment are normal. Don't put too much pressure on yourself."
As she said this, she remembered her meeting with Yu Mo Xun that day. When he left, he told her, "The AI field is developing very fast. With your development abilities back then and my operational abilities, if you hadn't gotten married back then, our company would probably be worth several hundred billion now. It would be no problem for us to become the leading enterprise in this field in the country. Fortunately, AI still has a lot of room to grow. We still have a chance now. I hope you can come back soon."
If she could still have the abilities she once had, when she returned to the company, she could help the company grow better. By then, she would be able to provide more financial support for her uncle.
When Feng Ting Shen arrived home, it was already past 10 PM.
Feng Jingxin rubbed her eyes. "Dad, you're back?"
"Mm," he replied faintly. "Go to sleep if you're tired."
"Okay, good night, Dad."
"Mm."
Feng Jingxin went upstairs to sleep, and Feng Ting Shen took the water the butler poured for him. After drinking it, he also went upstairs.
The bedroom was still pitch black.
It seemed like no one was there.
Feng Ting Shen paused for a moment and turned on the light.
Sure enough, no one was there.