We agreed to divorce at the expiration date, why do you regret it, Mr. Fu?

In the Dong office, Fu Ruoshi and Wang Chong left work together.

The two passed by the Human Resources Office and heard the argument.

Meng Jia said confidently, "His job doesn't require any technical skills, and don't we have training? Isn't it enough to just teach him?"

The HR manager said, "Ms. Meng, this is really not in compliance with regulations. How about I report it to the leader and ask for instructions?"

"The leader is my nephew's husband," Meng Jia said, raising her voice. "I'm his elder, so he'll definitely listen to me. There's no need to ask for my permission."

Wang Chong, who was standing by, also heard it. He whispered to Fu Ruoshi, "Sister Meng is new here and doesn't quite understand the rules. This morning, she even tried to add Mr. Xiao from Huawen Private Equity on WeChat, saying she was your relative. At least she stopped her from doing that."

Fu Ruoshi raised his eyebrows.

Now most people in the company don’t know that Meng Jia is Wen Zhixia’s aunt, but with her outspoken attitude, everyone will know it within three days.

That was a disgrace to Wen Zhixia.

Fu Ruoshi pushed the door open directly.

Meng Jia and the HR manager were both shocked.

"Hello, Mr. Fu..." The HR manager looked uneasy. "Are you off work?"

Fu Ruoshi picked up the file on the table and glanced at it. "Is this the IT specialist I'm going to interview tomorrow?"

When she met his sharp eyes, Meng Jia's voice became a little weak.

She hesitated for a long time, and the supervisor couldn't stand it anymore and explained, "Chairman, this person is not suitable. His major is animation design and he has a college degree, which is completely inconsistent with the master's degree in computer science you require. I don't recommend notifying him, but..."

She looked at Meng Jia hesitantly, wanting to say something.

Meng Jia could only bite the bullet and say to Fu Ruoshi, "Isn't animation also made with computers? And IT is basically about repairing computers. Young people are more skilled..."

In fact, the applicant was none other than the son of Meng Jia’s distant relative.

In order to show off in the family group, she directly declared that she was the human resources director of Fu Group and that she would be responsible for finding jobs for the children of relatives and friends in the future.

With just one word from her, they could all be arranged to work at the Fu family.

Those relatives didn't know whether it was true or not, so they directly sent the child's resume to her WeChat.

She accepts everything that comes to her, and she does so with the attitude of "if one person succeeds, everyone else will benefit."

Fu Ruoshi also vaguely guessed her intention.

"No," he rejected it outright. "Animation is animation, and computers are computers. Not even a single word of difference will do. Don't make your own decisions. Just follow your supervisor's instructions."

The supervisor was visibly relieved.

Meng Jia looked a little embarrassed.

"Aren't they all the same..." she muttered softly.

Fu Ruoshi was too lazy to say more to her. He spoke to the point without any nonsense and went straight to the elevator.

He was about to go to Zhuo Rui in CBD to work overtime, and now he had to pick up Wen Zhixia for dinner.

I'm going to pick you up now, see you later.

Wen Zhixia: [I’m already downstairs from you]

Mr. Fu’s class atmosphere is gone.

He strode all the way out of the building and saw Wen Zhixia standing under the street light, waving at him.

"Why did you come here by yourself?" Fu Ruoshi walked quickly to her, put his arm around her shoulders, and walked towards the garage. "Are you cold? Did you ride your bike here? Look how cold your hands are."

Wen Zhixia noticed the oncoming Fu employees were all looking at her curiously, and she pulled her hand away awkwardly. "I happened to be off work early, so let's just find a place to eat instead of looking for one specifically."

"Why are you so considerate?" Fu Ruoshi didn't care about the eyes of outsiders. He bent down and kissed her on the cheek. "What do you want to eat?"

Wen Zhixia asked, "How is my aunt today? Did she get into trouble?"

Fu Ruoshi paused.

He didn't want to upset her, so he didn't want to tell her that Meng Jia had spread the news of her joining the Fu family throughout the family.

"No," he said in a relaxed tone, "I just arrived and nothing much to do. I'm just getting acquainted with the staff. If anything comes up, I'll let you know."

Wen Zhixia nodded. "If she affects your work, just quit her."

the other side.

In an upscale residential area in the south of the city.

It was dinner time when Fan Xiaolin and Chen Zhuo arrived at the community.

As soon as the two of them went downstairs, Fan Xiaolin saw busy figures in the kitchen.

"Look, my parents are cooking for you," Fan Xiaolin raised her hand and pointed to the kitchen on the third floor. "Have a couple of drinks with my dad, and I'll drive you home tonight."

When we got to the third floor, Fan Yongcheng came to greet us.

When he saw Chen Zhuo, he immediately greeted him warmly, "Xiao Zhuo, you're here! I finally have someone to drink with. I was so anxious."

"Hello, uncle." Chen Zhuo felt relieved when he saw Fan Yongcheng's chubby and cheerful face. "This is a gift for you and aunt. My friend brought some honey and vitamins from abroad."

As he was speaking, Ye Hang also came out of the kitchen.

"Hello, Auntie. I'm Chen Zhuo."

"Oh, where did this handsome guy come from?" Ye Hang said half-jokingly and half-seriously, "He's even more handsome than in the photo, Xiaolin, you didn't find an actor to trick us, did you?"

Seeing Chen Zhuo was embarrassed by what she said, Fan Xiaolin quickly tried to smooth things over, "Can you please stop scaring him? Look, his ears are red from you."

Ye Hang hit Fan Xiaolin angrily, "You really have a husband and have forgotten your mother. I just said this, and you look how distressed you are."

After she finished speaking, she looked at Chen Zhuo again and said, "Xiao Chen, don't mind it. This is how it is in our family. The females are more powerful than the males, and the females are stronger than the males. Just look at her father and you'll understand."

"What do you know?" Fan Yongcheng was unhappy. "The young man just got here. Can you be a little gentler? Come on, Xiao Zhuo, let's have a drink and stop arguing with those women."

Fan Xiaolin continued, "Dad, you can drink with him as much as you want. He can drink better than me."

"Come and help me pick some vegetables," Ye Hang pulled Fan Xiaolin, "I have something to ask you."

Fan Xiaolin nodded in agreement, then winked at Chen Zhuo, "You two drink first, and don't say bad things about me."

After saying that, she followed Ye Hang to the kitchen.

Ye Hang closed the door and asked directly, "Did you do that with Xiao Chen?"

Fan Xiaolin's hands stiffened for a moment when she was eating the orange.

"Mom, aren't you being too direct?" She was speechless. "No, I'm very security-conscious. How could I dare to just go to bed with someone without bringing him back for your assessment?"

Ye Hang patted her with relief and said, "You are worthy of being my daughter. I was deliberately giving him a cold look just now. It's enough for us to have your father be polite to him. I won't be too polite to him."

"I know, I know," Fan Xiaolin helplessly fed her mother an orange, "I know you never feel sorry for men."

Ye Hang fished the tofu out of the water and sliced it while asking, "So how far have you two progressed? Do you know everything about his background?"

"Mom..." Fan Xiaolin hesitated for a moment, then decided to come clean. "Chen Zhuo is good in every way. His only shortcoming is that he's been in jail."