She goes crazy, he'll cover for her; the darling of the group is someone no one dares to mess w

"What else?"

The cold voice was full of sarcasm: "What more do you want?! Song Yuchen, do you still think I'm ungrateful? I can't accept what you, Song Yuchen, won't give me, and I absolutely can't refuse what you, Song Yuchen, give me, otherwise I, Fang Li, will be insatiable and out of touch with reality, right?"

Fang Li had already opened the office door with one hand, her expression icy: "Think or say whatever you want, whether it's breaking up or terminating the contract, once I, Fang Li, have made a decision, I will never change it!"

After she finished speaking, she didn't bother to look at the shock and panic on Song Yuchen's face again, and forcefully opened the door.

"Thank you for taking care of us over the past few years." She turned around and glanced at the group, saying, "Farewell, everyone."

"Fang Li..." Qu Fan called out.

Bang!

The office door slammed shut, and Fang Li disappeared resolutely outside.

The office was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

Aside from Lin Lan's lack of reaction, Qu Fan looked regretful, and Song Yuchen collapsed completely.

Yu Wei, with her eyes lowered as if trembling slightly, was not happy at all. Her pretty face was ashen, filled with resentment.

The news of Fang Li's contract termination spread throughout Yaoxing in an instant.

However, as the story was passed down, the meaning gradually changed.

When Fang Li and Yu Tian returned to the hotel, people inside Yaoxing were already talking about how Fang Li had angered the company's senior management by hitting Yu Wei.

He was sidelined by the company's top management and forced to terminate his contract.

Fang Li was unaware of all this.

She lay on the hotel bed, her mind replaying all the things she had done with Song Yuchen and Yaoxing Entertainment over the years, but it seemed there was nothing worth remembering.

Since joining Yaoxing, she has been plagued by scandals. Perhaps she is just naturally prone to attracting negative attention. Over the years, she has had few fans but countless haters.

But now it's all over. She's left the industry, and it's no longer her concern.

Fang Li's eyes flickered, and she stopped thinking about the past. It was a filthy place, and there was nothing to miss.

She took a deep breath, pulled the pillow over, and hugged it tightly to her chest.

I opened my phone and scrolled through it a few times. My finger inexplicably clicked on a chat window. The message on it was from yesterday, a reply of "okay" from her.

Han Xi probably doesn't know that she's come to Hangzhou.

The man's deep, lingering voice seemed to whisper in my ear, each time he spoke, it possessed a soothing power that could bewitch the heart.

Fang Li pursed her lips, her pale expression darkening slightly. She wondered how he had handled things.

For a moment, she was stunned.

Strange... Why is she worrying about this?

He frowned speechlessly, stuffed his phone under his pillow, and rolled over.

After a while, he turned around, thought for a moment, took out his phone and placed it face up next to his pillow before closing his eyes.

-

The top floor of the Han Group building is on the 89th floor.

The spacious conference room is luxurious and grand, with high-end decor and furnishings that exude elegance.

However, the atmosphere inside was unusually oppressive and tense at this moment.

Although Han's was founded by Han Xi's father and mother, more than a decade ago, Han's was just a small jewelry company that had just started to gain recognition in China.

Later, a batch of raw jewelry stones belonging to the Han family encountered problems, leading to an unprecedented crisis of trust and funds. Han Xi, who was overseas, somehow secured an investment, which allowed the Han family to barely weather the crisis.

After that, the Han family was forced to raise funds, and Han Xi returned to China with a large sum of money, sidelining Han Ming and taking the opportunity to suppress several uncles... From then on, the Han family completely fell into Han Xi's hands.

Everyone in the Han family understands that Han Xi's methods are many times more ruthless than his father Han Ming's.

He may seem unassuming, but he is actually quite cunning.

Therefore, even the company's senior management always keeps a tight rein on Han Xi when they see him, and the shareholders are even more cautious and never come to the company to cause trouble unless necessary.

"Mr. Han?"

The high-ranking officials dared not utter a sound, straining their attention to watch the man in the head seat. Some were uneasy, while others kept checking their work reports, fearing there might be some loopholes.

The weekly departmental summary is truly a battleground.

Nearly two hours have passed, and the elites at the conference table, who all appear to be dressed in suits and ties, are actually soaked with sweat on their backs.

People kept stealing glances at the man sitting in the main seat; he was clearly young and handsome, but his aura...

That's incredibly strong!

The head of the planning department had finished his report several minutes ago and was standing there nervously waiting, but the big boss on the other side did not react for a long time.

She didn't look at him or say a word.

She lowered her eyes, staring at the report in his hand.

The head of the planning department couldn't help but wipe away his sweat, fearing that the big boss would look up at him at any moment and point out a whole host of problems.

He was so nervous that he dared not move.

Several more minutes passed.

The entire conference room was silent. Several managers in the planning department were practically wetting themselves, but Han Xi remained silent.

Finally, the planning manager looked to Elara behind Han Xi for help.

Elara pursed her lips, slid her chair closer to Han Xi, and leaned down beside him to remind him again, "Mr. Han..."

Han Xi turned and glanced at her, and Elara was taken aback.

In the five years she'd been with the company, she'd never seen such...confusion? Or perhaps a slightly dazed look on President Han's face.

Elara was startled for a moment, but quickly recovered: "President Han, the planning department has already finished its report."

Han Xi frowned, lowered his eyes, and flipped through the planning department's report before saying in a deep voice, "The market data collection for the new project is not yet complete, especially regarding competitors in the same field. We need to study and analyze the products of several representative companies. Only by knowing yourself and your enemy can you win every battle."

"Yes."

"next."

The planning manager finally breathed a sigh of relief and sat back down, almost stumbling over his own two feet in the short distance.

He's passed this hurdle today. Next up is the administration department. The head of the administration department looked miserable and was already sweating profusely before he even gave his report.

The work of the administration department is relatively complicated and prone to errors.

Strangely, Han Xi, who usually points out a lot of flaws after listening to a lecture, remained quiet and unresponsive today.

The poor Minister of Administration had already finished his report, but Han Xi remained silent, neither stating the problem nor moving on to the next department. He just stood there dumbfounded, at a loss for what to do.

After a long while, Han Xi finally moved.

Everyone was secretly watching him.

The man picked up his phone from the table and put it under the table, swiping and tapping his fingers as if he were sending a message.

Han Xi frowned slightly, his handsome face bearing the habitual coldness and sternness.

He seemed to have forgotten he was still in a meeting, staring intently at his phone, his dark eyes reflecting the light from the screen, appearing unfathomable.

This kind of boss is a complete stranger to everyone.

Elara glanced at it casually and saw a faint female profile picture; their CEO was actually sending a message.

Elara was immediately stunned.