lcionline Chapter 399 We Will Help You Make Up for Your Loss
Chapter 399 We Will Help You Make Up for Your Loss
"Really?" Wen Zhixia continued, "Is it because he meets the requirements, or is it because of me?"
Fu Ruoshi explained, "Of course it's both. What's wrong with that?"
Seeing Wen Zhixia's embarrassment, he continued, "Whether it's Fu's or Zhuo Rui, you have shares. With shares comes power. In the future, even if you want to recruit someone into our company, you don't have to tell me. Just talk to our HR manager, Sister Yang. If you can send us good talent, we'll be overjoyed."
Wen Zhixia also felt that what he said made sense. She understood that he wanted her to have some initiative so as not to become his appendage, but she also had her own ideas and did not want to waste time in meaningless family relationships.
"Then let's put things in perspective," Wen Zhixia said, thinking about this. "I have no objection to you interviewing Dr. Wang, but Meng Jia is definitely not suitable to stay at Fu's. No company in this world is obligated to tolerate trouble-making, lazy employees. Fu's can't start this, let alone start it for me."
Fu Ruoshi looked at her stubborn expression and knew that she had made up her mind.
The Wen Zhixia he knew had always been like this.
He has a firm stance, even appearing stubborn.
Even though she has suffered a lot, she still hasn't become smooth-talking.
That was part of why he loved her.
In his circle, there are many people who waver from side to side, but there are almost no people who would rather break than bend.
"Okay, I understand what you mean." Fu Ruoshi nodded, "Then I'll let her go today."
Wen Zhixia thought for a moment and then said, "I'll be the bad guy. I've been in Meng Jia's group these past few days, and she's brought in quite a few people. When she's brought in enough people, I'll expose her lies in the group. That way, other relatives will see it, and if anyone has the same evil intentions as her, they'll think twice in the future."
"So the old rules apply. I fire the first shot, and you collect the kill."
"Are you killing the chicken to scare the monkeys?" Fu Ruoshi pinched her nose in amazement, "You are more decisive than I thought."
"This kind of thing needs to be nipped in the bud," Wen Zhixia said unconcernedly. "Otherwise, if everyone follows Meng Jia's example, won't your HR department be driven crazy?"
When she was in the department before, she had cleaned up the mess for people like Mao Qianqian who had connections with her countless times. Fu Ruoshi had been in a high position for so long that he couldn't empathize with others, but Wen Zhixia could imagine with her eyes closed how much of a headache the Fu Group's Human Resources Department had been having these days.
"Then I'll wait for you to shoot," Fu Ruoshi smiled, "But next time, can I be the gun and you collect the heads? After all, I'm the born bad guy."
"Okay, okay, I'll let you take the spotlight next time." Wen Zhixia rolled her eyes at him. "It's getting late, you should go to work."
After Fu Ruoshi left, Wen Zhixia looked through the group again.
Meng Jia posted in the group early in the morning:
The chairman of the Wanning Group came to our company for a meeting, and I even added him on WeChat.
Wen Zhixia couldn't bear to watch it any longer, and said in a gloomy tone: [Did he pass you?]
Meng Jia didn’t reply for a long time, it seems that she didn’t pass.
Just then, the phone rang.
It was Manni, the nurse from the emergency department, who called.
"Zhi, Sister Zhixia," Manni's voice was a little hurried, "Your best friend, Zou Qing, had a heart attack and fainted. Do you want to come and see her?"
Wen Zhixia's face suddenly turned pale.
"I'll be right over!"
After hanging up the phone, she put Meng Jia's matter aside for the time being and went to the hospital.
Twenty minutes later, Wen Zhixia arrived at the cardiovascular department.
Qingqing was lying on the small bed in the clinic, her face pale and sweating profusely, and she was not fully conscious yet.
Wen Zhixia pushed the door open and saw her mother inside.
"How is it?" Wen Zhixia asked the doctor nervously, "Is it serious?"
The chief physician explained, "We did an electrocardiogram and myocardial enzyme test on her. It's quite serious. She may need to be hospitalized for observation for a while. If it's serious, surgery may be necessary."
"But she's going to take the high school entrance exam soon," Qingqing's mother cried anxiously. "If she's in the hospital, how will she attend classes and review?"
"Don't worry, Auntie," Wen Zhixia helped Qingqing's mother sit on a chair, "Surgery isn't necessary. If it doesn't work, we can find a teacher to tutor her."
"Tuition fees are so expensive these days," Qingqing's mother said, wiping away tears. "If I add surgery to the price, I really can't afford it."
"Where's Qingqing's father?" Wen Zhixia suddenly asked, "This is her daughter too, are they just going to leave her alone?"
"Don't mention that beast," Qingqing's mother said. "When I gave birth to Qingqing, he wanted to sell her because of gambling. We had to fight to escape. If he finds us again, he might sell her even more!"
Wen Zhixia was horrified.
She knew that gamblers would eventually become like drug addicts, ignoring their relatives and selling their children was a normal thing.
Qingqing is now in her prime, pretty, smart and likable.
If someone were to plot against you, the consequences would be disastrous.
"Then Auntie, I'll take care of Qingqing first," Wen Zhixia said, "Our hospital has a support policy, I'll try my best to help her get some benefits."
Qingqing's mother was moved and took Wen Zhixia's hand. "It's not good. You are not from this department. It must be very troublesome, right? Don't bother. I can work more and it will be the same."
Wen Zhixia sighed.
Qingqing and her mother were in such a difficult situation, but they never thought of using their connections to do anything.
Looking at my uncle and aunt’s family...I can only say that the gap between people is really huge.
"It's not a problem, Auntie, don't think too much about it. Everything is definitely for Qingqing." Wen Zhixia said.
Qingqing's mother burst into tears and nodded repeatedly to express her gratitude.
Noon.
Wen Zhixia left the outpatient clinic and went to see Qingqing without stopping.
Qingqing has woken up.
She was half leaning on the hospital bed, looking listless. When she saw Wen Zhixia, she still tried hard to sit up with her arms.
"Sister, I'm sorry, I'm not doing my best..." She lowered her head sadly, "I'm causing you trouble."
Wen Zhixia touched her head and said, "What's the trouble? Aren't we good friends? Can I ignore my best friend when she has problems?"
"Sister, I'm almost done resting. I have to go back to school this afternoon," Qingqing said. "I have English and math classes this afternoon. I'm not good at math and English, so I have to miss these classes."
Wen Zhixia felt relieved to see that she was studying so hard.
However, in her current state, she passed out before finishing the class.
Since I promised Qingqing's mother, I will take good care of her.
She doesn't have a night shift this week, and Fu Ruoshi's company is launching a new product, so he probably doesn't need to go back to the United States.
I should be able to spare one hour a day.
"How about I help you with math?" Wen Zhixia asked, inquiringly, "How about you let your brother-in-law help you with English? I can ask people for help with the other subjects."
"Ah?!" Qingqing was a little timid. "Sister, brother-in-law... He will dislike my poor English..."
Wen Zhixia shook her head. "Don't worry, you can't be tired right now. I can still take care of your food and drink here. We have a long way to go. If something happens to you, what will happen to your mother?"