The rich and powerful family: Leng Shao, please don't tease!

Begging to no avail, when Xiao Liu came out of Lin Weiwei's office, her complexion was already pale and trembling.

Those troublesome people came to ask a few questions, but Xiaoliu just said "Director Ling asked me to go to the human resources department to pay my salary and leave", repeating it over and over again, and kept crying, which caused the sales department to whisper constantly.

Thinking that Lin Weiwei would come out and scold a few words like before, let everyone return to their positions and work hard, and she would take the opportunity to make a big fuss, Xiao Liu was disappointed.

The supervisors, headed by Yang Siyuan, didn't show their faces, coughed lightly, and the workshop quickly quieted down, some on the phone and some on the keyboard.

Xiao Liu was left hanging in front of Lin Weiwei's office just like that.

Her teeth were about to be gritted, and Xiao Liu returned to the desk with a pale face, packed her things a few times, and went to the Ministry of Manpower to complete the formalities.

When he came back again, Xiao Liu seemed to be a different person, with a radiant expression, as if he had not been fired, but had been poached by a headhunter with a high salary.

Glancing resentfully at Lin Weiwei's office, Xiao Liu sent a text message.

Before leaving, the phone on Xiao Liu's desk rang.

Without even picking up the phone, Xiao Liu transferred directly to Lin Weiwei's sales director's office.

The phone rang three times before Lin Weiwei answered, "Hi, hello."

There was a long silence on the other end of the phone.

Until Lin Weiwei was about to hang up the phone, a hoarse voice sounded like gravel, "Lin Weiwei, Miss Lin, are you all right?"

The other party's voice was obviously processed by software to change the voice, but the words could be pronounced clearly, and Lin Weiwei could clearly hear that the other party's name was Lin, not Ling.

As if she couldn't hear it, Lin Weiwei asked in a cold voice: "Who is it?"

"You don't have to know who I am."

The person on the opposite side smiled casually: "However, I have a secret for you. I think not only people in City A, but even more people will be very interested in it. So..."

The voice was drawn out until Lin Weiwei was impatient to wait, and then he smiled and asked: "Lin Weiwei, tell me, if the world knows that the 24-year-old Miss Lin family did not die in the fire in Yulan Garden In that fire, she turned into Miss Ling of the Ling Group with the same name, surname, and age. Do you think gossip is more interesting, or is scientific research more interesting?"

With a heartbeat, Lin Weiwei's expression was flustered for a moment.

The fact that she is Lin Weiwei, now, apart from Lin Hao and Leng Jinran, only Yan Zixi knows.

The eccentric Yan Zitong probably guessed it too, but she wisely chose not to point it out.

Other than that, Lin Weiwei was sure that no one would know.

But the person on the other end of the phone said nothing.

After a short period of panic, Lin Weiwei slowly calmed down, "Shen Yajun, don't use your absurd guesses to judge other people's lives, you are too busy to take care of yourself now, what kind of tricks are you playing?"

Lin Weiwei didn't know who was on the other end of the phone.

However, all she could think of was Shen Yajun.

What's more, she left Xishan Cemetery on the front foot, and this call came in on the back foot. How could there be such a coincidence?

In the huge city A, except for Shen Yajun who hides like a mouse, Lin Weiwei doesn't think that other people will be so boring.

As for Shen Yajun, of course she couldn't be bored.

For Shen Yajun, her so-called discovery will definitely be firmly held in her hands as a life-saving straw.