Mu Wan was greedy for pleasure, and the big boss in the Beijing circle got away with it

"Is something wrong?" Fu Sichen lazily raised his eyes, his deep eyes filled with coldness.

Zhao Xingyue subconsciously grabbed Chen Lin's clothes and nodded.

Chen Lin pulled his hand away and pushed it forward.

"Uncle, uncle, I want to go to Yuyuda as an intern with my classmates," Zhao Xingyue finished speaking, holding three resumes in both hands and placing them on the table.

Fu Sichen glanced at his resume and found Luo Shuwan's at the bottom.

"What do these two people have to do with you?"

Zhao Xing was so nervous that his palms were sweating, and he silently prepared himself mentally: if you extend your head, it is a knife, and if you shrink your head, it is also a knife, and you will die early and be born early!

His heart skipped a beat, and he closed his eyes and shouted, "I like Wanwan and want to pursue her! I want to marry her! Please let me do it!"

Before he finished speaking, the folder on the table flew to Zhao Xingyue's head.

Blood flowed suddenly!

Zhao Xingyue's head was buzzing, and he felt something warm dripping from the top of his head, blurring the vision of his right eye.

"Get out!" Fu Sichen shouted in a low voice.

Chen Lin quickly pulled Zhao Xingyue to escape.

When they arrived at the door, Zhao Xingyue turned around and swore stubbornly and timidly, "Uncle, I really like Wanwan, and I will never marry her unless I am in this life."

Chen Lin's heart skipped a beat and he hurriedly pushed him out, "Little ancestor, do you think your life is too long?"

Zhao Xingyue wiped the blood on his face and smiled, "My uncle didn't beat me to death just now, and he won't do it in the future. I believe that one day, my uncle will agree with me and Wanwan."

"Treat the wound first. The bleeding is so turbulent." Chen Lin took Zhao Xingyue to the administrative department to simply stop the bleeding, and then drove him back to the hospital.

After handing Zhao Xingyue over to Lou Chi, he rushed back to the group without stopping to apologize to his boss.

Before entering the president's office, Chen Lin stood at the door filled with regret. Alas... I really shouldn't have hidden it for the young master. I'm a pig teammate, and I can't even carry him away for my life!

He took a deep breath, knocked on the door, and entered.

Try your best to walk as gently as possible, walk to the boss as quickly as possible, bow at 90 degrees, and sincerely repent, "Mr. Fu, I am guilty."

Fu Sichen grabbed the character relationship diagram and threw it on his face.

Chen Lin closed his eyes tightly and caught it, holding it with both hands and putting it back on the desk, "Mr. Fu, it was the young master who discussed it with me, so I don't want to tell you yet. Uh... you know, the young master can be quite annoying sometimes. "

I apologized silently in my heart: I'm sorry, young master, I have already done my best before. You are going to be punished anyway, and this pot is yours to begin with.

"Whose assistant are you?"

Fu Sichen raised his eyes and looked at him, his tone was calm, and his eyes were not as cold as before.

Chen Lin secretly breathed a sigh of relief, "Mr. Fu, I was wrong. I won't do it again."

Fu Sichen lit a cigarette and said, "The year-end bonus will be deducted."

Year-end bonus! More than 20! Just gone.

Chen Lin's flesh ached, and his heart ached even more.

But he still had to smile and nod, "Thank you, Mr. Fu, for your tolerance. I will work hard and never let you down."

Fu Sichen clicked on "Old Wen" in the character relationship diagram, "Go and find out why Old Wen gave her thesis guidance."

"Okay, let's go check it out right away." If Chen Lin was granted amnesty, he walked out of the way with small steps.

At this time, Lou Chi sent a message: Brother Shen, you were so harsh. You even gave the child a slight concussion.

Attached is a screenshot of Zhao Xingyue’s inspection report.

After Fu Sichen finished reading, he threw his phone aside.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the three resumes on the table, and the heat that had just subsided surged up in his head.

Grab your resume and throw it into a clump in the trash.

After smoking a cigarette, he called Chen Lin and said, "Arrange for Zhao Xingyue and his classmate to join Uda and Luo Shuwan to be dismissed."