Diary of Getting Rich Quick in the South

"what?"

I was dumbfounded. What kind of talk is that?

I grinned awkwardly, avoiding her gaze, and picked at my nails with my head down: "Sister Wan, you can't say things like that. It would be terrible if someone heard us."

Su Wan didn't pay any attention, turned her head away, and gently rubbed the car window with her index finger.

"They all said I seduced you and then conspired with you to kill Wang Long. Back then, when so many people were calling me a slut and a vixen, I really wanted to do something with you in front of them. Don't you think their expressions would have been priceless?"

If that's the case, it would be really exciting, but I'd be doomed too.

My mom would definitely chop me up.

But for some reason, my heart suddenly started racing, and... I even felt a strange sense of loss.

I gave a bright smile and said, "You're just out of your mind from anger."

Su Wan rubbed her temples and said with a wry smile, "Yes, lately I really feel like I've become a bit neurotic. When your cousin was around, he took care of everything, big and small, and I could just live my life in peace. Now that he's gone, I don't even know what I should do or what I can do."

This is a typical example of a dependent personality.

Many women are too dependent on men, living a life where they are waited on hand and foot.

The result was that he was domineering at home, but when he went out he didn't even dare to call a waiter. After they separated, he couldn't even make instant noodles, and his life order collapsed.

I suggested, "Sister Wan, why don't you find a job? When you're busy, you won't think about so many things."

"yes!"

Su Wan sighed deeply: "People always have to look forward. I also need to find something to do, after all, I still have more than three million yuan in debt to pay back."

I asked her if she wanted to work at Zhang Dongting's company.

I could tell that Su Wan was somewhat tempted, after all, it was her best friend's company, and she could easily help her out if needed.

But in the end, she shook her head and said forget it. She would contact her old classmates in the next couple of days to see if she could go back to school or attend an after-school tutoring center or something.

I know she did this to avoid suspicion.

Although neither of us had those kinds of thoughts, gossip is a powerful force, and our relationship doesn't allow us to get too close.

……

After dropping Su Wan off at the public rental housing, I went straight back to my dorm to rest.

The next morning, I went to work on time, only to find that everyone was looking at me with a very strange expression.

Every now and then I would hear people whispering as I passed by.

"Why is he here again?"

"I don't know, how shameless."

"I wonder how much more money I'll have to pay. This is really bad luck."

When they saw me looking over, they quickly shut up and pretended to be busy with other things, leaving me completely confused.

When I got to my workstation, I found a young man I'd never met before sitting there.

I politely asked him if he had taken the wrong seat.

He must have just graduated from university and started working. When I asked him that question, his face immediately turned red, and he gave a somewhat nervous explanation.

"I...I don't know, Master. Supervisor Xu told me to sit here, saying this will be my workstation from now on."

Did Xu Mingde arrange for him to sit here?

I glanced to the side but didn't see Bai Yan. I wondered if she had gone to run some business. I was thinking of asking her what was going on.

I asked the young man, "What about my things from before?"

He shook his head and said he didn't know.

That's strange. My workstation has changed, and my things have been moved, but no one notified me.

For a moment I didn't know where to sit.

Seeing my bewildered expression, a female colleague couldn't help but come over and whisper, "Chen An, didn't you already resign? Your personal belongings are all in the lockers next to the break room."

I was even more confused.

I only took a few days off to go back for a funeral. When did I resign?

I said, "I didn't resign. I just took a few days off, and Mr. Zhang approved it."

The female colleague shook her head: "I don't know about that. You can ask the HR department."

……

When I arrived at the HR department, Director Zhang Quan was looking at documents. Seeing me come in, he lazily asked, "What's up?"

I stepped forward and asked nervously, "Director Zhang, I'm Chen An from the business department. I'd like to ask about my resignation."

Zhang Quan frowned and thought for a while, then took a document out of the drawer and handed it to me: "Sign this, then go to the locker to collect your things and you can leave."

This is a form for voluntary resignation.

Seeing that I was standing still, Zhang Quan tapped the table with his hand, somewhat displeased: "Is there any other problem?"

I said I had not submitted a resignation application.

Zhang Quan crossed his arms and looked at me with a cold smile: "You didn't submit a resignation application. This application was written for you by Supervisor Xu. This is your last bit of dignity."

Did Xu Mingde help me apply for resignation?

I knew that Xu Mingde would definitely make things difficult for me after what happened last time, but I didn't expect him to go so far. He even helped me apply for voluntary resignation and specifically wrote on the resignation application that I didn't want any salary.

I suppressed my anger and retorted, "I didn't do anything wrong. My leave was specially approved by General Manager Zhang. Why should I resign? Besides, even if I resign, what about my salary and bonuses?"

I've only been working here a few days, but after discussing the cooperation with Mr. Zhou from the food trading company last time, I received a profit share of 30,000 yuan.

After splitting it with Bai Yan, I still have 15,000 left.

Zhang Quan snorted coldly: "Chen An, are you really that clueless, or are you just pretending? You still want a bonus? You're already being lenient by not making you lose money!"

"You've caused such a huge mess, resulting in such a large loss of business for the company. The company hasn't even bothered you; that's already being incredibly kind. We've offered you leniency, but you refuse. Are you going to take legal action?"

The more he talked, the more confused I became. What trouble had I caused?

Zhang Quan thought I was pretending to be stupid, and asked seriously with a straight face, "Do you still remember General Manager Zhou from the food trading company?"

I nodded and said I remembered.

Zhang Quan lit a cigarette: "That deal fell through."

The deal fell through? That can't be!

I quickly said it was impossible: "The contract has already been signed, how could it fall through?"

"How is that impossible!"

Zhang Quan glared at me: "According to the latest provisions of the Civil Code, if the other party is taken advantage of in a situation where they lack the capacity to make judgments, the injured party has the right to request the court or arbitration institution to rescind the contract. They've already appealed!"

"Even if we lose the lawsuit, once word gets out in the industry, the company's reputation and credibility will be damaged. Who would dare to cooperate with us in the future? Can you bear that responsibility?"

How could this be? My mind is going blank.

At the time, Mr. Zhou was very enthusiastic, hugging me and calling me brother. How did he suddenly change his mind?

Zhang Quan slammed his hand on the table in anger, shouting, "I'm asking you, why did you send pork jerky to General Manager Zhou! As a salesperson, you couldn't even be bothered to do the most basic background check before contacting a client. Do you even respect company rules?"

I quickly explained, "Manager Xu said that General Manager Zhou is from Jingjiang and asked me to buy some local specialties to build a better relationship. Is there anything wrong with that?"

At that moment, I also realized that something was wrong.

Could it be that there's something wrong with my two boxes of pork jerky?

It could kill someone by eating them? That can't be!

Zhang Quan slammed his hand on the table again.

"Don't you know Mr. Zhou is Hui? Of all things to send, why pork jerky? What are you trying to do?! You're lucky they didn't break your legs on the spot! Do you know how much money you've caused the company to lose?! Can you afford to pay for it?!"