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"You don't have to pay this month, just get the hell out of here. "

Not only did Leng Jun not listen to the front desk's explanation, she even wanted to deduct her salary.

The manager gave the front desk a look and told her not to speak anymore. The more she said, the worse the treatment.

But how could she possibly reject a monthly salary of 20,000 yuan? The front desk refused to give up and looked at Cheng Zhimu to beg for mercy: "Miss, I know my mistake. I really know my mistake. I was blind to not recognize Mount Tai. Please tell Director Leng. Please, I really can't lose this job. "

The person who had been arrogant in front of him before was now begging him in such a humble manner. Seeing this, Mu Zhi did not feel happy in his heart. Instead, he felt sad for the death of a rabbit.