"Well, so I want you to fire him first." Jiang Ning expressed his thoughts.

Without a job, Wu Zhisheng basically relies on Zhou Chunqin. If he can restrain himself, then forget it, but if he is unrepentant at all, she also needs to have a good talk with Zhou Chunqin.

She shouldn't interfere in other people's family affairs, but Wu Ting is innocent and she wants to help Tingting.

"I understand." Yang Jun responded.

As long as it was something Jiang Ning said, he would help.

Wu Zhisheng was fired that day, and security guards watched him pack his things and leave the factory.

"How dare you fire me!" Wu Zhisheng seemed to be in disbelief, pointing at the factory director, his face turning red with anger.

He had just made a scene before, and now he was undoubtedly slapping himself in the face.

However, the factory director looked at Wu Zhisheng very calmly and said to the security guard next to him: "Let's do it. Mr. Yang said that all the things should be taken away, leaving nothing behind."

Seeing that those people were really about to take action, Wu Zhisheng hurriedly ran to the things, thinking of stopping them.

It's just that the security guard moved faster, stopped Wu Zhisheng's movement, and quickly packed up his things.

The factory director finally breathed a sigh of relief and felt extremely comfortable.

Watching Wu Zhisheng leave the factory, he couldn't hide the smile on his face as he stood outside the door.

If there are people who disrupt the order of the factory like this, the factory will never be well.

"Director, why did Mr. Yang suddenly fire him?" The people next to him were a little confused.

Wu Zhisheng caused trouble in the factory before, but Mr. Yang didn't fire him. Why did he suddenly want to fire him today?

"Who knows, maybe Mr. Yang has figured it out." The factory director stood at the door, staring at Wu Zhisheng's back.

After all, it's the boss's decision and it has nothing to do with them.

Besides, this little thing shouldn't bother Mr. Yang in the first place. He has a lot of things to do every day. If Wu Zhisheng hadn't gone too far, how could he have bothered Mr. Yang?

A good hand, a bad hand.

The person next to him touched his head and still didn't understand.

After leaving the factory, Wu Zhisheng could only go home in despair. He was unhappy at the thought of being fired, so he called Zhou Chunqin directly and asked her to go home.

When Zhou Chunqin received the call, she was listening to Aunt Liu's instructions on how to arrange the garden. She glanced at the phone and wanted to answer it, but was embarrassed to delay Aunt Liu.

People came here specifically to teach her, but she actually wanted to do her own private things.

"What's wrong?" Aunt Liu saw what was going on, but pretended she didn't know and asked lightly.

Zhou Chunqin hung up the phone, shook his head and said, "It's okay, let's continue."

As he spoke, he smiled and motioned for Aunt Liu to continue.

Aunt Liu held the drawings, her eyes drooped and her eyes dark.

After she finished speaking, Aunt Liu made an excuse to leave and went directly to Jiang Ning, "Mr. Jiang, just like you said, Wu Zhisheng called Chunqin."

"Well, she will probably want to go home later. Find a reason to hold her back." Jiang Ning nodded, holding his workbook in his hand.

She had guessed all these, but she didn't feel anything at all.

After waiting for about half an hour, Zhou Chunqin knocked on the study door.

When Jiang Ning went out, he saw Zhou Chunqin hesitant to speak.

"What's wrong?"

"Jiang...Mr. Jiang..."

Zhou Chunqin lowered his head, as if a little embarrassed.

"Um?"

"Something happened at home, and I want to go back and take a look." Zhou Chunqin gritted his teeth and finally asked for leave.
Chapter completed!