She was fired after she refused to be the CEO's dog licker.

What surprised me even more was that after meeting me, Feng Wenting did not show resentment or hostility towards me as I expected. Instead, she behaved very calmly and even took the initiative to greet me politely: "Mr. Wu, Manager Meng, good afternoon."

Wu Ling was a little cold towards her. He nodded in response and went straight into the office.

I was surprised and... a little touched by Feng Wenting's attitude, and immediately smiled and said, "Wenting, I'm glad you're back. Have you dealt with everything?"

"Of course, my brother's engagement ceremony is over, and there is nothing else to do. Now the project is at a critical stage, so of course I have to get back to work as soon as possible." Feng Wenting answered very calmly.

She didn't mention anything about Yan Dong, but took the initiative to talk about work and said that she would put more effort into the project. I immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

This was what I was most worried about. I was so happy when she said this: "Okay, I'm so happy that you're back. You're the backbone of the family. I feel a little overwhelmed without you during this period of time."

"Incapable of doing it? This shouldn't be the case. Manager Meng is a very powerful person. It shouldn't be like this, right?" Feng Wenting raised her eyebrows and a faint smile appeared at the corner of her lips.

It was just a joke between colleagues, there was no hostility.

I even heard a hint of praise in her words. She praised me for being so good, which was an affirmation of me.

"I really didn't expect that you, Wenting, would think so highly of me. Thank you." I smiled and patted her shoulder. "But you are really important to me. You are very important. Welcome back. Let's keep working hard together!"

Feng Wenting probably didn't expect that I would be so close to her. When I patted her shoulder, I clearly felt her body stiffen.

But she didn't dodge my palm. After I finished speaking, she narrowed her eyes slightly and smiled at me: "Don't worry, Manager Meng, I said, I will show my strength and prove to you that I am better than you!"

It is still a very provocative statement.

But I didn't feel uncomfortable at all at the moment, and smiled cheerfully: "Okay, I'll wait for your verification results!"

She has always been like this. She has never given up since the beginning. We have been competing professionally for a long time. I have witnessed her progress and admire her execution and perseverance. We are more like friends than opponents.

After this incident, my admiration for her increased: this eldest daughter of the Feng family, who was born with a silver spoon in her mouth, did not indulge in pleasure, but was able to immerse herself in hard work. Previously, her emotions drove her to work hard, but now she has made progress and she can control her emotions.

This is a very rare ability, which is equivalent to making up for her shortcomings. Miss Feng must have a bright future!

I am willing to be her "opponent" and help her make progress, and I also want to be her friend and witness her success.

The hidden danger in my heart was resolved, and I returned to my office with a sense of relief.

There was five million in the card Wu Ling gave me, which should be all her personal savings. Together with what I had on hand, it was almost enough. I felt instantly relieved, as if a big stone had been lifted off my shoulders.

Before leaving get off work in the afternoon, I rushed to the bank and transferred all the money, one by one, to the accounts that I had recorded.

Every time I transfer money, I call the other party to ask if they have received it.

Those people hadn't had time to leave Beijing and Hong Kong yet, so it was convenient for them to check their bank card balances. They were all very grateful to me: "Ms. Meng, although this happened... but we know about it, it's not your fault. You are a good person. If you are not willing to take responsibility for this, we don't know how we will live in the future. I'm sorry, please don't hold it against us for what happened in the past. We were forced to do so and we can't survive anymore..."

"It's what I should do. Although my strength is limited, if you need anything in the future and I can help, just ask me." I was indeed soft-hearted, and when I heard those apologies with dialect accents, I couldn't help but make some more promises.

We all come from a poor background, and I know very well how difficult life is for people from this class.

And this is what my grandmother did when she was alive. Although the old lady lived a hard life, she never lost her kind and warm heart. Whenever she saw something she could help with, she would always lend a hand.

I want to do the same.

Kindness can always be exchanged for sincerity, and the words of those people were even more sincere and touching: "Ms. Meng, you are really, really a good person. I feel even more sorry for you now..."

But I just said it doesn't matter.

Except, the man with triangular eyes.

His name is Wang Yong, and his identity information shows that he is from a mountain village in a remote and impoverished county.

After he received the call and heard what I said, he was silent for a moment, then snorted coldly: "You are quite hypocritical."

"What?" I had already heard so many thanks, so I was stunned when I heard his sarcastic remark.

"But your hypocrisy can fool others, but don't waste your breath on me." Wang Yong sneered at the other end of the phone, "You are saying these things now, just to save face and establish yourself as a good person. You want us to praise you as a good person, right? But I tell you, it's useless!"

I frowned.

As early as the first time I saw Wang Yong, I felt that this person was not simple and not easy to deal with. In the subsequent contact, I felt that he was abnormal and wrong.

But I was a little embarrassed when he ripped my face off like that, so I explained, "I'm not doing this for the sake of building an image, I'm just..."

"You just want to build up your image! But I also told you, you are just trying to light a lamp for a blind man! If you were a good person, you would not have avoided responsibility from the beginning. You took responsibility only because we caught you and forced you into a corner. If we hadn't caught you, would you have compensated me?" Wang Yong said grimly on the other end of the phone, "It's useless to play tricks like this in front of me. I tell you, we got these compensations by our own ability! Moreover, these compensations could have been more!"

I was speechless, but in a way, he was right.

I was even more embarrassed: "Mr. Wang..."

"Shut up. I don't have time to listen to you. Just wait. The best is yet to come!" But Wang Yong hung up the phone on me directly.

It took me a while to come back to my senses as I spoke into the empty phone.

I was educated by this man with triangular eyes, but I don’t understand. I have already given the compensation according to the original agreement, and tried my best to arrange the follow-up of the injured and dead workers. Why did Wang Yong still say that there is something better to come?

What's the good show?