After saying that, a row of employees carrying cartons filed in outside the door. Everyone's name was written on the cartons, and they contained personal belongings for those people's work.
After Murong Mian finished speaking, everyone's expressions turned into stunned expressions. Was this... telling them to take their own things and get out
No one spoke, and there was a silence in the conference room.
After a long time, someone finally stood up and slapped the table hard: "Murong Mian, what do you mean?"
After he took the lead, the others stood up one after another, all filled with indignation, seeing the fire in Murong Mian's eyes...
He yelled: "Yes, what are you going to do?"
Murong Mian spread his hands: "Am I saying something complicated? Or you still can't understand me. The meaning is very simple. You are fired."
"Why do you?"
"What qualifications do you have to fire us?"
Murong Mian raised the corners of her lips, and there was a hint of evil in her smile, "Because this company belongs to me, and if I want to fire you, you have to... get out of here!"
If it weren't for the large number of people and not handling it well, it would have caused a big fuss. Otherwise, he would have told these people to get out yesterday.
All of them are incompetent, stupid, selfish and greedy. They are like worms in the company. They still want more, promotions and salary increases, and they are not afraid of being starved to death.
Ji Mianmian raised her chin behind Murong Mian, "Humph, my husband is so domineering."
If I let you, you have to get out.
Uh, I forgot, my husband is a fake Murong Mian, but it doesn't matter if he is hot, he is very handsome now anyway.
The second one of those people to leave yesterday and go to the hospital to see his illegitimate child said gloomily: "We are all personally appointed by the old chairman. Even if we are to be fired, it is not you alone... In short, it is not you who said That’s the last word.”
Murong Mian did not reply to his words, but instead asked: "Tsk, cousin, the dark circles under his eyes are quite heavy. It seems that he didn't get a good rest yesterday. Hey, I see there are scratches on his neck, isn't it serious?"
The man's heart skipped a beat, this little beast knew everything.
He clenched his fist and said, "You don't need to worry about it."
Murong Mian nodded seriously: "Yes, you do need to take care of me. Anyway, I don't have any children yet, and I don't have to raise other people's sons."
"You... you..." The man's face turned red at that time, and his blood vessels were about to burst.
When I arrived at the hospital yesterday, the child lost too much blood and needed a blood transfusion. As the child's father, he naturally did his duty, but his little girl cried and refused to let him check the blood type.
He cared about his son, but why did he think so much about it? As a result... the nurse told him that his son had blood type A and he was type B. How could an old man with type B give birth to a son with type A blood
He almost lost his temper and beat the mistress violently, only to find out that the mistress already had a boyfriend when they were with him, and they were still dating. He knew that he liked his son, and she happened to be pregnant and gave birth to him.
Murong Mian sneered: "My cousin just said that you were appointed by my father, which is true, but what does this have to do with me firing you? My father is old, and now I am the head of the Murong family. I don’t like you, so I want you to get out, do you need to question me?”
"Oh, right… "
Murong Mian stretched out his hand and Mrs. Murong handed him a document. He fell on the table and said, "Cousin, don't forget to make up for the misappropriated public funds. Since we are relatives after all, I will give you three Days of time.”