Chapter 9
Cheng Yuan’s face turned cold. He felt that Rong Ci was using her status to act special.
“Secretary Rong, correct your work attitude. Do you think this is your home?!”
Rong Ci picked up her bag. Her attitude stayed calm. “If you’re not satisfied, you can fire me right now.”
“You—”
Earlier, he had gone to Country A with Feng Tingshen, but he also knew that Rong Ci had already submitted her resignation.
Although he was trusted by Feng Tingshen, the company was not under his full control. He didn’t have the power to make Rong Ci leave whenever he wanted.
Besides, Rong Ci was favored by Old Madam Feng. If she complained to her, even if Feng Tingshen protected him, he would still suffer.
Rong Ci ignored him and walked past him.
Cheng Yuan’s face turned green with anger. He left the secretary department.
Jiang Zhe noticed his bad expression and asked, “What happened?”
Cheng Yuan told him everything.
Jiang Zhe was very surprised.
Usually, he had more contact with Rong Ci and understood her personality a little.
He couldn’t help saying, “This doesn’t seem like something Rong Ci would do. Could there be some misunderstanding?”
“There’s no misunderstanding. That’s exactly what happened. In my opinion, she’s just using her status to act special. She’s not as good as you always say.”
Jiang Zhe paused. “Maybe she’s about to resign, so she’s starting to slack off?”
But recently, Rong Ci had still been working hard, just like before.
At that moment, Feng Tingshen walked over. “What happened?”
“It’s Secretary Rong. She left work before finishing her tasks.”
“If you’re unhappy, just follow the procedure and fire her.”
It was clear that Feng Tingshen didn’t care about this matter at all.
Jiang Zhe and Cheng Yuan were stunned.
It wasn’t that they felt Feng Tingshen was too cold about Rong Ci.
But from what he said, it seemed he didn’t even know that Rong Ci had already submitted her resignation.
Wasn’t her resignation his decision?
Did they misunderstand something?
They were about to speak when Feng Tingshen’s phone rang.
It was a call from Lin Wu.
He didn’t look at them again. As he walked toward the elevator, he answered the call. “I’m getting off work now. I’ll be there soon…”
Jiang Zhe and Cheng Yuan looked at each other.
Jiang Zhe said, “Maybe President Feng forgot?”
“That’s possible.”
After all, Feng Tingshen had never cared much about Rong Ci’s matters.
On the other side.
Feng Jingxin was very close to Old Madam Rong.
Before, as long as Feng Jingxin was at home, whenever Rong Ci returned to the Rong family, she would usually bring her daughter with her.
But now, although Feng Jingxin had returned to the country, she had not called Rong Ci even once these days. Instead, she called Lin Wu every day. If she didn’t see Lin Wu for a few days, she missed her badly.
Since that was the case, there was no need to force it.
Moreover, Feng Jingxin and Lin Wu were now very close. If Old Madam Rong found out, she would be very angry.
So this time, even though Feng Jingxin was back in the country, Rong Ci did not go to Feng Tingshen’s place to pick her up. She went back to the Rong family alone.
There was traffic on the way. By the time Rong Ci arrived at the Rong house, it was already after six in the evening.
When Old Madam Rong saw her, her smile paused. She gently touched her face with concern. “You’ve lost weight.”
Rong Ci’s eyelashes trembled slightly. “Work has been busy lately.”
The old lady sighed. “No matter how busy you are, you must eat properly.”
“I know, Grandma. I’ll pay attention.”
Rong Ci sat beside her grandmother and leaned her head on her shoulder, drawing warmth from her.
Seeing that the mutton soup was almost ready, the old lady told the servants to serve her a bowl first to warm her body.
Listening to her grandmother’s caring words, Rong Ci thought about everything that had happened recently. Her eyes turned red.
Afraid her grandmother would worry, she quickly calmed herself and asked, “Has Aunt not come back from traveling yet?”
“No. She’s having too much fun. She said she’ll come back a week later.”
“What about Uncle? Does he still have business dinners tonight?”
“He heard you were coming back and canceled his dinner. He said he’d come home to eat with us. He should be back soon.”
“Okay.”
As soon as she finished speaking, Rong Changsheng came back.
When he saw Rong Ci, he smiled. “Xiao Ci, you’re back?”
Then he frowned. “Why have you lost weight? Haven’t you been eating properly?”
Rong Ci smiled. “I was too busy before… I’ll eat more later.”
Rong Changsheng sighed. When dinner was served, he kept putting meat into her bowl.
He said she had lost weight, but Rong Ci could also see that he looked tired.
Although she didn’t work at Rong Corporation, she knew the company was not doing well. Rong Changsheng was overwhelmed every day, yet he still couldn’t turn the company around.
Over the years, for several projects, if Feng Tingshen had just offered some help, Rong Corporation would not have fallen to this state.
But except for the two times when Old Madam Feng gave strict orders, Feng Tingshen had never helped her.
She thought that if Old Madam Feng were not there, with Feng Tingshen’s misunderstanding of her, he might not only refuse to help but even destroy Rong Corporation.
Thinking of this, Rong Ci gave a bitter smile. The delicious mutton in her mouth suddenly lost its taste.
Knowing her situation, even when he needed help, Rong Changsheng had never asked her to seek Feng Tingshen’s help.
After dinner, while the old lady was dozing, Rong Ci handed Rong Changsheng a bank card. It contained seventy million.
“Xiao Ci, Uncle doesn’t need—”
“It’s not very useful for me to keep it.” Rong Ci pushed the card back to him. “I can’t help in other ways. This is all I can do.”
She had always been good at studying. She could do research and development, but she was not suited for business.
Fortunately, she had obtained several patents in artificial intelligence years ago. The tech company she founded with Yu Moxun and others also gave her annual dividends. Altogether, she could earn tens of millions a year even without doing anything.
Rong Changsheng felt ashamed. “You’ve already given Uncle money many times, but the company is still…”
Still half-dead.
“It’s because Uncle is incapable.”
“When a company transforms, high investment is normal. Uncle, don’t put too much pressure on yourself.”
At this point, she remembered what Yu Moxun had said when they met that day:
“The AI field is developing very fast. With your development ability back then and my operational ability, if you hadn’t run off to get married, our company would probably be worth hundreds of billions by now. It could have become a leading company in the country. Luckily, AI still has huge potential. We still have a chance. I hope you can return as soon as possible.”
If she still had the ability she once had, and if she returned to the company and helped it grow, she could provide more financial support to her uncle in the future.
When Feng Tingshen got home, it was already past ten at night.
Feng Jingxin rubbed her eyes. “Dad, you’re back?”
“Mm.” He said lightly, “If you’re sleepy, go to bed.”
“Okay, Dad. Good night.”
“Mm.”
Feng Jingxin went upstairs to sleep. Feng Tingshen took the water the housekeeper handed him. After drinking it, he also went upstairs.
The bedroom was still dark.
It seemed empty.
Feng Tingshen paused and turned on the light.
Sure enough, no one was there.
