Divorce tonight, I will turn around and marry a top boss for the second time

For Mr. Zhou, getting married is his last wish.

During this period, he could vaguely feel that his time was running out.

He said kindly, "Just seeing An'an and Ajie get married makes my great grandfather happy."

Zhou Anan's eyes were red as she nodded: "Grandpa will see it."

"Okay, okay." Old Master Zhou smiled, but soon after waking up, he began to yawn and fell asleep again.

Zhou Anan sat by the bed, watching Old Man Zhou fall asleep, and was reluctant to leave.

The next day, hospital.

"Jiang Wanying, where is Jiang Wanying going!"

A middle-aged man shouted anxiously.

The other nurses in the lounge turned a deaf ear and no one answered.

Just as he was about to report to the dean, he heard anxious footsteps, accompanied by Jiang Wanying's voice: "I'm here! Here!"

The middle-aged man turned around and looked at her, his face annoyed: "Why are you late?! Doesn't your position mean you can do whatever you want after you get promoted?"

Jiang Wanying quickly apologized. She had been coming late in the past few days and had never been scolded. Why was she arrested today?

The middle-aged man asked impatiently, "Where's the schedule?"

"Schedule?" Jiang Wanying was stunned. "What schedule?"

The middle-aged man scolded: "What else! Isn't this your daily work?"

When it comes to daily work, Jiang Wanying reacts and quickly says, "Oh, I've already handed it over to the head nurse."

"Head nurse?" The middle-aged man laughed in anger. "Then do you know that she's on leave today? Do you know how many patients are waiting for the nurse to check on them?"

"You can't even complete this task properly. How did you do it?" The middle-aged man threw a piece of information in Jiang Wanying's face and scolded her, "Look at this! Look at this! How many patient complaints have you received recently?"

Asking for leave, making a complaint?

Things came flooding in all at once, and Jiang Wanying couldn't react for a while.

She squatted down and picked up the complaint forms about her one by one.

A middle-aged man's voice urged from above: "You're so slow picking up things. Do you really think a quick promotion is a good thing? We'll have to see if you have the ability to handle this position!"

Jiang Wanying was scolded by her superior early in the morning. She couldn't hold back her temper. The moment she stood up, she threw the documents in her hand back at the middle-aged man's face and scolded him, "Who do you think you are?"

The middle-aged man was shocked because he didn't expect Jiang Wanying to suddenly resist.

Jiang Wanying continued, "You are just a small official, what qualifications do you have to scold me?"

She stepped forward, hands on her hips, and said arrogantly, "Believe it or not, the dean will fire you tomorrow."

According to past experience, whenever she said this, that person would be fired within a few days.

Jiang Wanying called this lucky.

Because of this, she went to the temple to worship and even asked for amulets from the temple to hang on her body.

The middle-aged man stammered, "You, you, you just wait!"

Jiang Wanying snorted coldly, put her hands on her hips and walked into the lounge. She pointed at a nurse and said, "You, go pick up all the papers on the floor outside the door."

The nurse who was called reluctantly stood up and walked towards the door.

Jiang Wanying sat down, humming a little tune while browsing her phone.

Little did she know that everything she did had been captured on camera.

And this piece of surveillance footage has fallen into Zhou Anan's hands.

In the president's office.

Zhou Anan looked at the hot surveillance video and the corners of her mouth slowly curled up.

A man's voice rang out from the phone beside him: "Mr. An, what do you think we should do?"

Zhou Anan laughed and said, "What else can I do? Once people are praised to a high position, they often ignore the danger of falling from that height."

Hearing this, the man replied: "Okay, Mr. An, I know what to do."

After saying that, Zhou Anan hung up the phone.

She carefully watched Jiang Wanying's arrogant behavior on the surveillance camera and sneered, "Still the same, no sense of self-control."

knock knock knock.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door, and then the assistant's voice came from outside the door: "Boss An, Master Fu is looking for you."

Fu Sirong?

Zhou Anan was delighted and said quickly, "Let him in."

After saying that, she straightened her clothes and sat up straight.

When Fu Sirong walked in, she smiled.

Fu Sirong came over with a small cake in his hand, put it on the table, and said with a smile: "Boss An, I brought you a cake."

Hearing this, Zhou Anan burst into laughter and quickly said, "Stop teasing me."

He smiled, opened the cake box, and handed the fork to Zhou Anan.

Zhou Anan took it and after taking a bite, she gave Fu Sirong a thumbs-up: "It's delicious. Where did you buy it?"

Before Fu Sirong could answer, the assistant's voice came from outside the door again: "Mr. An, I have a project that needs urgent reporting. Is it convenient for you?"

Fu Sirong raised his eyebrows and took the initiative to walk towards the coffee table beside him.

Zhou Anan smiled and let her assistant in.

The assistant came in, handed the documents to Zhou Anan, and said, "Mr. An, we have initially successfully won the Rucheng project, but the client has made some requirements, which are all written in the documents. They are very anxious, so we need you to deal with it urgently."

When the assistant mentioned Rucheng, Zhou Anan glanced at Fu Sirong nervously.

The Rucheng project is a project that competes with the Fu family.

It was the failure of this project that left Fu Wenyan with no means of struggle and he had no choice but to go to jail.

But seeing that Fu Sirong didn't react, Zhou Anan felt inexplicably relieved.

What she didn't know was that Fu Sirong's heart tightened when he heard it.

After learning about the incident at the Fu family, he began to investigate and learned about the Rucheng project.

But all this was his father's own fault, and he couldn't blame anyone else.

If he had done business honestly in the beginning, he would not be in jail today.

Just as he was distracted, his cell phone rang.

When he looked up, Zhou Anan's assistant had already walked out, leaving only Zhou Anan looking at him.

He pointed at the phone, Zhou Anan nodded, and he walked to the window and answered the phone.

An old voice came from the other end of the phone: "Si Rong, where are you?"

Fu Sirong was stunned and said slowly: "Grandpa, I'm outside."

Grandpa Fu said, "I'll be right back. I'm in Kyoto."

Hearing this, Fu Sirong's eyes lit up and he agreed.

After hanging up the phone, he walked up to Zhou Anan and kissed her cheek gently.