Chapter 353

Liang Jia's eyes drooped, her mouth gently pulled, looked at the documents on the desktop, she nodded, took the bag placed on the desktop, and went out with Zhou Xingchen.

Even though she knew that these words were to be revealed to her, Liang Jia still felt sad. She also wanted to go over and refute them, but she couldn't. She knew that what they said was true. She really couldn't be pregnant, and Xing Chen really wanted to take her to see a doctor. She had no way to refute them.

Walking out of the elevator, Liang Jia rubs her eyebrows wearily. She purses her lips. Her eyes are deep. But what Liang Jia didn't expect is that she is about to walk out of the company, and the matter is not over.

A small voice suddenly came from the front desk, which made Zhou Xingchen and Liang Jia frown unconsciously. But the girls didn't seem to find Liang Jia and Zhou Xingchen talking in detail.

"It's a pity that hens can't lay eggs. I don't know when our little Zhou Shao will appear." A woman's voice is a little haughty.

"Oh, I heard that Zhou Shao had already hated to take her to see a doctor. I don't think he would follow her to the end. Maybe, you, you, you all have a chance to be Mrs. Zhou for the next week

"Yes, yes, if a woman can't be pregnant, what should she do? I feel that the Zhou family must not continue to agree with her to be Mrs. Zhou."

"No matter how beautiful it is, it's not enough to inherit the Zhou family? I don't think it will last long. " It seems to be jealousy, and what women say is full of irony.

In the front desk of the hall, several girls with heavy make-up sat together. The last sentence made the women who understood laugh, totally unaware that danger was coming.

The sunlight came in from the huge glass door, some of which were gently scattered on the cold tiles. The columns in the hall on the first floor were very high, so high that people suddenly felt a chill.

Zhou Xingchen just wanted to step out of the step suddenly stopped, his eyes deep, his whole body suddenly sent out a cold air, like a cold smile, Zhou Xingchen suddenly turned around, to see those girls who are still chattering.

With a sense of coercion, he raised his lips, not very loud, but unusually clear: "have you said enough?"

Zhou Xingchen's voice was like thunder on the ground, which scared them out of their wits in an instant.

The women sitting at the front desk suddenly raised their heads and saw Zhou Xingchen standing at the door of Zhou's mansion a few meters away, looking at them for a moment.

Seeing that it was Zhou Xingchen, the women's bodies suddenly stiffened. The next second, they began to tremble violently. Staring at the man in front of them, they were too trembling to speak.

A woman summoned up her courage and stared at Zhou Xingchen. She bit her lip tightly and bent down to Zhou Xingchen. "Mr. Zhou, we dare not. I'm sorry..."

Zhou Xingchen's eyes were deep, as if he could not see the woman in front of him. The light from the corner of his eyes slowly passed the woman who was bending over, just a glance from the corner of his eyes, It makes women tremble more violently.

He raised his lips, and there was no smile in his eyes. The cold air around him became more and more obvious. He suddenly turned around and strode to the door. Regardless of the surprised eyes of the women at the front desk, he said to the assistant who ran quickly across a few meters: "these people have been dismissed by me."

Dismissal?

For a moment, the air became extremely quiet. Those women who thought they could avoid one incident suddenly felt a little helpless. Some women rushed straight at Zhou Xingchen, trying to catch hold of his trouser legs, imploring, "no, Zhou Shao, please don't fire me! I didn't mean to speak ill of Mrs. Zhou. I didn't mean to. I've been looking for a long time to come into the Zhou group. Don't fire me! "

"Zhou Shao, we are wrong. We are really wrong. Please don't fire us, I just came in a few days, less than a week... "Losing this iron rice bowl means that all big enterprises will not want her.

"Zhou Shao, we are all bullshit. We are bad. Please don't fire us..."

One after another, the sound of begging for mercy suddenly rang out. Zhou Xingchen's eyes were deep, and his dark pupils became quite condensed. Without any trace, he avoided the woman who wanted to pull his trouser legs and turned to look at the woman crying at him, Just when everyone thought that something was going to turn for the better, Zhou Xingchen's thin lips were slightly open, and some of his anger was inexhaustible. He kicked the woman.

"Say it! Who on earth has spread these things! "

The air became a little calm for a moment, and the female staff who were kneeling on the ground and crying were shivering and stupefied for a moment. It seemed that they did not expect that Zhou Xingchen was so cold and angry.Seeing that all the female staff members bowed their heads and kept silent, Zhou Xingchen suddenly sneered, "OK, don't say anything, right?" He narrowed his eyes and turned his face. His icy eyes looked straight at his assistant, "you, go and investigate this matter. I want to see which innocent people are making rumors!"

When Liang Jia heard those words, she suddenly stopped. Those words seemed to be needling slowly into her heart. The sadness that she thought could be covered up came again, and she couldn't even control it.

But what she didn't expect was that Zhou Xingchen would stand out for her like this. Just because of a few words, she dismissed them all, and even was a new person that Zhou wanted to cultivate.

Seeing Zhou Xingchen's attitude, her heart was instantly put down. It turned out that all the things she had thought had turned into nothingness. She was also stupid. How could she doubt whether Xing Chen really disliked her when she treated her like this?

But they were right. She really couldn't inherit the Zhou family.

Looking at Zhou Xingchen, who is as cold as Shura, and looking at some of the female staff who are kneeling on the ground crying, Liang Jia's eyes are drooping and her eyes are moving. She goes forward to hold Zhou Xingchen in her anger.

"Forget it, Xing Chen."

She does not want to continue to pursue, so, will only let her more and more tired.

Zhou Xingchen's eyes were deep, his eyes were deeply watching her, looking at her drooping eyes with a sad look, his heart suddenly hurt, and suddenly understood why her mood had suddenly become lost. He must have heard something on the way out to help him pour water.