Su Qing, who is tough tongued but soft hearted

Jiang Fan lay down early, exhausted both physically and mentally. In the blink of an eye as he closed his eyes, he fell into a deep sleep. Tang Wan, who was sleeping in the master bedroom, played with Jiang Fan's antique item, looking at the two numbers on it. Recalling the other person's reaction when she answered the call, Tang Wan felt something was off. Could it be that Jiang Fan has another woman? Did he start something with her before the divorce?

Although she didn't particularly like Jiang Fan, could he really have another woman just two days after the divorce? Tang Wan felt increasingly uneasy and dialed a number. The phone was answered instantly. Tang Wan, who had looked unhappy just a moment ago, suddenly seemed like a different person, squinting and smiling.

"I apologize for disturbing you so late, Mr. Li. Are you still awake?"

How could the vice president of the company say they were asleep when receiving such a call? The other person quickly replied that they were still awake. Tang Wan smiled and continued,

"I heard that your request for annual leave was rejected a few days ago. Is there something going on at home? Oh, I see. Tomorrow is Saturday, so including Sunday, you can take two days off. Is that enough? If not, you can go to the company tomorrow and hand over your current tasks, and I'll sign the approval for you."

After chatting for a while, Tang Wan got to the main topic.

"Mr. Li, I heard from some people in the company that your spouse works in telecommunications. I have a number here. Could you help me check it? No rush, just let me know when you have the time. I just want to find out who the registered owner of the SIM card is."

After hanging up the phone, Tang Wan's expression returned to what it was before. About half an hour later, Mr. Li called back. For the sake of his vacation, he had rushed his husband to the company in the middle of the night to check the owner of the number. Unfortunately, the phone number had high privileges, and they couldn't find out any information. Mr. Li nervously told Tang Wan the truth. His vacation was still approved, but including the weekend, it was only for four days.

Tang Wan sat on the bed, looking at the phone number and muttering to herself,

"Is this poker-like number a premium user?"

The two days of the weekend were uneventful. Tang Wan reverted to her temperament from when she was married, locking herself in her room and busying herself with work. The government was inviting several companies to bid for a piece of land, an old neighborhood. No matter how the investment and risk departments calculated, they all said it would be a loss. Tang Wan was afraid that this piece of land would be forcibly given to Changxiang by the government.

Jiang Fan didn't bother with Tang Wan. He was downstairs looking for the information he needed and planned to exercise in the afternoon. However, no one wanted to play ball with him anymore. The young men who usually played ball with him felt that he was just there to show off.

These two days felt like an eternity to Jiang Fan. He didn't want to waste any minute now. The debt of four million yuan per year was oppressing him, making him feel breathless, but it also made him feel stimulated and challenged. Jiang Fan was proud and confident in himself, but confidence couldn't be used as food. He needed to take one step at a time.

On Monday morning, Tang Wan ate breakfast quickly and left for work. As she was leaving, she asked Jiang Fan if he needed a ride. Jiang Fan shook his head and said they weren't on the same route. It seemed that his mother-in-law had really forgotten about her beautiful daughter. There was no phone call, and Tang Wan didn't receive any calls in the past two days.

Jiang Fan was a bit confused. If his mother-in-law didn't call, that was understandable, but why didn't the guy from abroad call at all? Did Tang Wan really block him? What was this woman up to now? At this moment, on the other side of the ocean, a man was lying on the bed, feeling hopeless and dazed. He didn't understand what Tang Wan was doing. Why did she suddenly block him? When he called Aunt Li, he was told that Tang Wan and her husband were going on a second honeymoon.

Lin Xuan was almost driven to anger. He vowed to deal with Jiang Fan first when he returned to the country. How could this poor guy get ahead of him?

When Jiang Fan arrived at the company again, he had learned his lesson. He didn't dare to cross the square right in front of the entrance of Rongyao Group anymore. Otherwise, he might really be killed by that fierce woman. In the past three years with Tang Wan, Jiang Fan had learned the difference between rich and poor people, and he had also developed some resistance to beautiful women. He realized that those well-dressed women he saw outside might be just like Tang Wan when they were at home.

As Tang Wan had said, almost ninety percent of women who lived alone in the world were like this.

This sentence had broken all the beauty in Jiang Fan's mind.

He safely walked into the entrance of Rongyao and saw that the company's employees had all come to work. Jiang Fan looked handsome in his suit again. He went to the reception desk, presented his ID card, received the employment contract, and signed it. Then, the receptionist girl took out a candy and placed it on the contract, smiling with her eyes closed.

"Welcome to Rongyao Group. This candy is a gift from the company. It symbolizes forgetting the bitterness of the past and having a sweet experience working at Rongyao."

The little girl had a round face and was adorable. Jiang Fan smiled and was about to reply when a cold rebuke came from behind him.

"Are you all idle? Have you finished your work? If you have nothing to do, run twenty laps around the company. Don't sit around and develop potbellies. It's detrimental to the company's image."

Jiang Fan turned around and leaned on the reception desk, looking at Su Qing who was scolding the employees. She wore a light yellow short skirt that hugged her hips, a pair of eight-centimeter high heels, and wine-red long hair. This woman didn't look like a general manager of a company at all. She looked more like a kept woman. Gradually, the smile on Jiang Fan's lips disappeared as Su Qing approached him.

It had to be admitted that this woman was beautiful, enchanting, foxy, and gorgeous. Unfortunately, such a fox-like beauty had a mouth.

"Don't know what to do? If you don't know, go clean the toilets. Don't stand here and be an eyesore. Being at the reception desk won't give you any extra money."

This woman must be on her period. Jiang Fan believed that a good man shouldn't argue with a woman, and he also knew he couldn't win. He turned to leave, but Su Qing grabbed his arm and took the contract from his hand. She glanced at it and then scolded the girl at the reception desk. The little girl didn't know what mistake she had made. She lowered her head, her eyes red, and didn't dare to rebut.

"Planning department? Who said to assign Jiang Fan to the planning department? I've told you many times, it's the general affairs department, Jiang Fan. Report to the general affairs department. The contract will be delivered to you later. Don't stand here and be an eyesore. I'm not feeling well today!"

Only one percent of Su Qing's displeasure was because of Jiang Fan. The remaining ninety-nine percent was due to the land that was being tendered by the government agency. Whoever took on this project would lose money, and Su Qing feared losses the most.

Jiang Fan took a deep breath.

"Ms. Yan, I applied for a job in the planning department, but now you're asking me to go to the general affairs department."

"The salary in the general affairs department is one thousand more than in the planning department, and the bonuses are the same."

"Okay, Ms. Yan. You're almost showing too much."

"I'm wearing safety pants. Get lost."

He originally wanted to embarrass this woman, but who would have expected her to be so fierce?

After Jiang Fan left, Su Qing's mood seemed to improve. After venting, she felt much better. She knocked on the reception desk and said coldly,

"Why are you crying? If crying was useful, I could cry for a month. Go to the finance department to collect a two hundred bonus and take a two-hour break. Don't let it affect your work."

The little girl smiled through her tears.

This was why Su Qing could freely vent her anger in the company without being disliked by the employees. When she made mistakes, she would scold them mercilessly, but after scolding, she would try to comfort them. The company's evaluation of Ms. Yan was that she had a sharp tongue but a soft heart. A girl in her twenties managing the company under tremendous pressure—it was already good that she hadn't broken down, and she still thought about helping them seek benefits.

As Su Qing entered the elevator, she sighed. What should she do?