The reborn little painting treasure had a great time in the 1960s

Wei Li's body trembled, her eyes filled with despair and unwillingness.

She had worked so hard to get the job, but now she was going to lose it.

She couldn't accept this fact, and a strong anger and dissatisfaction surged in her heart.

"Don't I just like you? Why do you treat me like this? Why do you want me to leave the unit?" Wei Li shouted loudly, her voice filled with tears, tears constantly flowing out of her eyes.

She felt that she had suffered great injustice and hurt, and her heart was filled with resentment.

Feng Siyan sat there expressionlessly, not even glancing at Wei Li.

His eyes were cold and firm, and he seemed completely unmoved.

He simply said to Secretary Han: "Go and deal with it. If she doesn't cooperate, sue her for intentional defamation."

When Wei Li heard this, her whole body trembled and her face turned as pale as paper.

She didn't expect Feng Si to be so ruthless and even threaten her with legal means.

She felt helpless and terrified, realizing she was in a desperate situation.

"How can you be so heartless!" Wei Li choked and tears kept falling like beads from a broken string.

The Secretary looked at her speechlessly, then slowly said: "Secretary Han, it is not my place to say this, but it is really inaccurate to describe this incident as 'ruthless'.

Secretary Feng already has a partner, and this is the general office, which has strict requirements on behavior. If what you did at noon gets out, your reputation will definitely be affected.

It's fine that you misrepresented the information and caused misunderstanding among several people in our secretariat, but it's incomprehensible that you're still talking like this. What is Secretary Feng's identity? If he had any stain, how could he have held this position? You know, political review is not about human feelings. "

When Wei Li heard these words, her face turned very ugly. She did not wait for Secretary Han's invitation, but left the meeting room in disgrace, leaving everyone with contemptuous eyes.

After Wei Li left, Feng Siyan looked around at everyone in the conference room and said seriously: "I hope everyone will learn from this and not let similar things happen again." Then he announced the start of the meeting.

Everyone... this is obviously your own business, how dare you lecture me???

After the meeting, Feng Siyan returned to his office and leaned back in his chair tiredly. He closed his eyes and recalled everything that had just happened in the conference room.

Until now, he still felt a little nauseous psychologically. He had to admit that only his little girl could get close to him. At this moment, the phone on the table rang, interrupting his thoughts.

He picked up the phone. It was Tang Hua calling, asking him whether he wanted dinner delivered or to go home to eat. Of course he would deliver it. When he went home, Grandpa Tang and Grandma Tang would be there, and he couldn't keep an eye on the little girl. But it was different here. After they chatted for a few words and hung up the phone, Feng Siyan took a deep breath and returned to his work.

In the evening, Tang Hua came to Feng Siyan's office with a lunch box. She gently pushed open the door and saw Feng Siyan working attentively.

"Brother Si Yan, it's time to eat." Tang Hua put the lunch box on the table and said with a smile.

Feng Siyan raised his head, a hint of tenderness in his eyes, and stood up and walked away while saying, "Thank you, Huabao, for taking the trouble to bring me food."

Tang Hua sat down and prepared to open the food box, but Feng Siyan stopped her and said, "I'll do it."

Seeing him eating in silence, not as relaxed as he was at lunch, I thought it was just a work issue.

"Anything went wrong at work?"

Feng Siyan picked up some food for her and said, "No, why do you think so?"

"You seem to be a little silent."

The latter was stunned for a moment, then told what happened at noon, and said with a bit of grievance on his face: "My dear, from noon until now, before you came, I have been feeling psychologically nauseous."

Tang Hua said in disbelief: "Brother Si Yan, you are not a misogynist, are you? No, according to your conditions, something like what happened at noon should not be the first time to happen."

Looking at the teasing expression of the little girl, he was helpless. This was indeed not the first time this had happened. This might be a change after having a partner.

Then he looked at her and said, "Maybe this is the reaction I have after dating you."

"So you blame me for your psychological vomiting about other women?"

"No way, this is a good thing. At least I won't be involved in scandals in the future. Huabao, don't worry. I belong to you both physically and mentally."

Tang Hua looked at the man in front of her speechlessly. How could he be so shameless?

After the banquet, she still had some work to do. She asked Tang Hua to wait for him here and go back together. Tang Hua shook his head and refused. "I want to go over and chat with my uncle and aunt. I haven't seen them for many days."

"Okay, then go back and be careful."

Tang Hua smiled and nodded, then took the lunch box and went out.

When she arrived at her aunt's house, she found that her aunt and uncle were playing with Gu Dongge's son in the yard, and they didn't even close the door. She walked into the yard and called softly, "Uncle, aunt, steamed buns."

When the child heard the voice, he immediately turned around and saw that it was Tang Hua. He ran towards her excitedly and shouted, "Aunt, you are finally here! I missed you so much!"

Tang Hua squatted down, hugged the child tightly, and said gently: "Aunt misses you too! So I came to see you specially."

My aunt and uncle looked at Tang Hua and said with a smile, "That's right, you didn't come to see us for so long."

Tang Hua held the steamed bun in one hand and held her aunt's arm with the other, and they walked into the house together.

She explained, "Recently, my cooking aunt is not at home. A brother of the same generation in the compound has stomach discomfort, so I helped grandma cook some meals. Now that my cooking aunt is back, I hurried over to visit you."

The aunt looked at the lunch box in Tang Hua's hand and asked curiously, "You're carrying a lunch box. Are you going to deliver food to someone?"

Tang Hua replied: "Yes, Brother Feng has been quite busy these days, so I sent him lunch and dinner."

My aunt warmly persuaded her to stay, "Then stay here for a few more days. Anyway, we can cook for three people or five people."

"Okay, then I'll call my grandma and tell her that I'll be here with you for the next few days, but I'll go deliver lunch and dinner."

Gu Qianrou patted her hands and said, "I know. Looking at the size of your food box, I know it's only for two people."

After saying that, he glanced at her and asked, "Huabao, you're not dating your second brother Feng, are you? But it's okay, if you are, just date him first and get married in two years. We have to keep you for a few more years. Your two sisters both got married late, so don't be anxious. Get to know each other better."

Gu Weiqi nodded and said, "Yes, our baby can't get married so early. Huabao, listen to your aunt. You are only eighteen years old, there is no rush."

Tang Hua did not blame the two elders for meddling in other people's business. Instead, she felt warm in her heart. She was particularly pleased and hugged Gu Qianrou's arm and said coquettishly, "Well, I knew that uncle and aunt were the best."