I've been reborn, but you still think I'm a PUA?

During this period, Li Jiahao also went to the mental hospital to see Wang Beibei.

I heard that Wang Beibei has really gone crazy this time. She has become unconscious and can't even recognize her own parents. She can only sing songs she has covered all day long, and she keeps telling others that nurses are great singers.

After listening to this, Xu Yang said that he deserved it.

In her previous life, Wang Beibei lived so carefreely by stepping on Li Jiahao's corpse. How could she not repay this debt in this life?

For the rest of her life, she will stay in a mental hospital to atone for her sins!

……

The studio's business was on track, and the assistant asked, "Mr. Xu, what are our future business arrangements?"

Xu Yang flipped through the acquisition plan on the computer, deleting each item after completing the acquisition. Now, only half of the plan, which was more than a hundred pages long, was left.

"We'll temporarily slow down the acquisition process. Our next investment will be in TV dramas, with the focus on cultivating new talents like Ning Feifei. Please notify them and we'll have a meeting this afternoon."

Blindly acquiring companies has left his wallet empty. The speed at which he makes money is almost unable to keep up with the speed at which he spends money. Xu Yang must make some money to make up for the losses. It just so happens that he has short play scripts, script-killing scripts, film and television scripts, etc. that are expected to be very popular in the next year.

The recovery period will last about a year. Xu Yang expects that after one year, Jiaxing's value will increase by at least 1 billion yuan, and its industries will also cover several neighboring cities.

Thinking about this, he walked to the French window and looked out. The sun was shining brightly outside, and the windows of the tall buildings in the distance were shining brightly. Beyond that was the vast estuary, the sky was pale, and the people and cars were as small as ants. The world was vast...

"Why are you standing by the window in a daze? Go get me a cup of coffee!"

In an office in Beijing, Zhou Yuan yelled at Gao Furong who was standing by the window with a gloomy face!

Even though there are still a few months to the end of the year, Zhou Yuan is already very busy, because Juqing Group has an incentive rule, that is, if you complete the annual target before November, you can double your year-end bonus!

Zhou Yuan has won it for eight consecutive years, and she wants to win it this year as well.

So, she called Gao Furong, the "assistant" who knew nothing, to her office so that she could use her at any time.

But somehow, Gao Furong actually learned to be lazy, and sometimes she couldn't even find anyone.

Now she is slacking off again, and Zhou Yuan certainly can't stand it.

Hearing the sound, Gao Furong's shoulders trembled with fear, and she quickly turned around and said, "Okay, I'll go pour it right away."

After saying that, she trotted to the tea room, skillfully brewed a cup of instant coffee, and handed it to Zhou Yuan.

Zhou Yuan looked up and saw that it only took three minutes. So fast?

She took a sip, then spit the coffee back into the cup with an ugly expression, and started cursing:

"I pay you 5,000 a month, and you just make me instant coffee? Do you have any sense? Do you know how to work? Go, make me a cup of hand-ground coffee, and make it hot!"

I just thought Gao Furong was very efficient, but I didn't expect that she had learned to cope.

Zhou Yuan was very angry at being treated perfunctorily, and she suppressed her anger and did not slap Gao Furong in the face.

She didn't do anything, but Gao Furong subconsciously took two steps back, nodded and bowed in panic, and apologized repeatedly, as if she was scared of being beaten.

Outside the office, the others saw Gao Furong coming out dejectedly, and they all sneered in unison. As soon as the others left, they started whispering to each other:

"Did the manager scold you again?"

"Need to see? It must be!"

"She deserves it. She doesn't know anything. I don't know why Manager Zhou hired her into the team."

"You can't say that. Doesn't she make good coffee?"

Hearing this, someone curled their lips in disdain: "The auntie who cleans the tea room can even make tea. She's lucky enough to be in our team, and she actually has the nerve to be lazy!"

ten minutes later.

Gao Furong walked into the office cautiously, carrying a cup of boiling hot coffee.

Zhou Yuan, who was sitting behind the desk, didn't know who she had hung up on. Her face was still gloomy. When she saw Gao Furong coming in, she said unhappily, "Hurry up and put it down."

"Okay, Manager, enjoy your meal."

Gao Furong put the cup down as she spoke, but she didn't expect the coffee to be too hot. She lost her balance and the cup tilted.

The brown, steaming coffee liquid spilled out and landed directly on the documents spread out beside him!

"Ah! My files!"

Zhou Yuan jumped up in fright and scrambled to save the document signed by the partner, but it was too late. The brown coffee had stained a large area!

Gao Furong gasped: "Sorry, Manager, I didn't mean to do that. The coffee was too hot..."

"Snapped!"

A loud slap knocked her face crooked!

Zhou Yuan was shaking with anger. She had no doubt that Gao Furong had done this on purpose to avenge her for making it difficult for her to grind coffee!

"You can't even make a cup of coffee, what are you for?"

"Did you know there's only one copy of this signed document? If it's destroyed, it'll have to be re-sent to the client for signature? That'll take two days to send back and forth. Can you afford the loss?"

"I'm sorry!" Gao Furong covered her face and explained with tears in her eyes, "But I really didn't mean it!"

Zhou Yuan, who was furious, refused to listen to her explanation. She reached out and grabbed her hair, and slapped her with the other hand. The crisp sound of slaps was mixed in with her crying!

When the people outside heard the noise, they just looked up at the office and then lowered their heads to work without any concern.

After all, this was not the first or second time Gao Furong had been beaten and scolded by her manager.

Half an hour later, in the office toilet.

Gao Furong was huddled in a corner, trembling with her hair disheveled. The marks from slaps covered most of her face, so much so that even tears running down her cheeks stung her.

But she didn't know what else to do except cry.

Zhou Yuan stood with her hands on her hips, panting. After a long time, she went to the sink to wash her hands.

Seeing this, Gao Furong whimpered. She was feeling relieved because Zhou Yuan washing her hands meant she would stop and would not hit her anymore.

"Why cry!"

Zhou Yuan's harsh scolding interrupted her sobs and she said coldly, "Every time I hit you, you just cry. You never learn your lesson and you don't know how to reflect on yourself at all!"

"Don't act like you're wronged. If you were capable and sensible, would I hit you? Don't you think about who's paying for the 80,000 yuan worth of blocking injections you take every month?"

"It's me! Besides the medical expenses, I also give you 5,000 yuan in pocket money every month. In other words, I'm supporting you. What's there to be wronged about?"

As she spoke, she took out a tissue to wipe her hands. After wiping, she threw the tissue at Gao Furong's face with a look of disgust, snorted coldly, and left.

After the footsteps lasted for a while, Gao Furong's panic disappeared, but was replaced by pain.

"Woooooooo..."

Tears of pain couldn't help but fall, she suppressed her tears and hugged herself, curling up into a ball as hard as she could. The cold floor took away the last bit of her warmth.

A tide of despair swept over Gao Furong, and she regretted it.

I really regret it.