Ying Man gave birth not to a dragon and phoenix pair, but to twin daughters.
Rong Fangjun stood stunned, lost in thought for a long time. He felt confusion, astonishment, but most of all, anger at Rong Zhi for concealing it.
Ying Fan said that Rong Zhi hid her identity to come back and take revenge on them.
Rong Fangjun didn’t believe her words; it was clear Ying Fan wanted to stir trouble in their family, but he couldn’t help but sigh inside.
The greater his expectations of Rong Zhi once were, the greater his disappointment now.
He slowly came back to his senses, looking directly into the young man’s clear black and white eyes, without regret for his decision to dismiss her.
All the people at the Mechanical Engineering Institute were useless; in the Rong Family, women were not allowed to be involved in family matters. That was the rule.
Rong Zhi shook her head, "I have never played any tricks. Information has always been publicly available. Now the dismissal letter is issued, and I accept it. If there’s nothing else, goodbye." Fresh chapters posted on novel※fire.net
After saying this, she stood up, and everyone looked at her uncertainly, seemingly surprised by how she remained so calm at this moment.
Rong Zhi paused her steps and glanced sideways.
Rong Xian’an tapped the table and said in a deep voice, "Since you’ve been dismissed from the Rong Family, the Huajing Group project must also be transferred. I will arrange for General Manager Rong from the planning department to take over by this afternoon; follow the procedure."
Rong Zhi slowly put on a scarf and looked at him somewhat puzzled, "Didn’t Rong Qichuo tell you?"
Rong Xian’an was irritated by her dismissive demeanor, he pursed his lips and asked, "Tell me what?"
The young woman wrapped her scarf tightly, her delicate chin buried in the black scarf, her upper face revealing a calm and indifferent look. Without saying anything, she turned and walked out of the meeting room.
Rong Xian’an was taken aback, then became slightly angry, "Rong Zhi, you..."
Rong Jin, who was a step behind, turned around. Facing the once-imposing Rong Xian’an, who had been a mountain over them, suffocating their family, he sighed deeply, then smiled, speaking easily, yet with a bit of selfishness, "Back then, the contract Huajing signed wasn’t with the Rong Family; it was with Third Young Master."
The implication was that the Rong Family should not expect to get Huajing’s cooperation, as the choice from start to finish had only ever been Rong Zhi.
"What?!" a director exclaimed immediately.
Rong Xian’an was thoroughly stunned.
Rong Qichuo hadn’t told him this!
Meanwhile, Bai Tingxun in the planning department was packing things tearfully, glancing at that unyielding office chair out of the corner of her eye, she suddenly pouted and chokingly said, "The logistics department really knows how to read the room, they didn’t even bring a new office chair by the time you were leaving."
Rong Zhi operated the mouse, wiped all data from her computer at once, and upon hearing this, she lifted her eyelids to glance at her, her voice faint, "It won’t be needed anymore."
Bai Tingxun listened and wanted to cry even more.
Her resignation was already submitted the moment Rong Zhi’s dismissal notice came through; it was the last application Rong Jin processed at the Rong Family.
After packing, Rong Zhi left the office keys on the table, leaving with her backpack without any reluctance.
Downstairs, Rong Jin stood clutching a big box. He had no car, commuting was always by bus plus subway, he considered whether to go home first or to the hospital when a sleek SUV stopped beside him.
The car window was open, and he saw the young driver at once.
Rong Jin swiftly opened the car door and got in.
Someone was already sitting beside him.
Bai Tingxun opened her phone to check Rong Family messages; Rong Jin placed the box down and curiously asked, "Third nephew, where are we going now?"
Rong Zhi, controlling the steering wheel, slightly turned her head, succinctly, "Huajing."
The planning department was full of cheer, particularly Rong Qichuo’s team was the happiest, but before long, those taking over Rong Zhi’s work received calls from partner companies requesting contract termination.
The planning department staff were stunned, asked why for the termination, and the reason given was vague, clearly not wanting to elaborate, yet facing high breach penalties, they readily agreed.
Originally signed partnership deals flew away one by one, even though they were with small companies, collectively they made up the number that matched several large companies’ deals.
Employees panicked, quickly seeking Rong Qichuo for answers, but he was busy with the Jin Family’s planning case and couldn’t spare time to resolve it, so the issue was reported to the president’s office.
At the same time, due to the partnership contacts, Rong Family’s stock was affected, starting to decline.
The small companies’ breach penalties weren’t even enough to cover the losses; Rong Xian’an convened the second board meeting of the day solemnly, and Rong Fangjun, who hadn’t appeared for a long time, personally stepped in.