The two confronted each other for a long time before King Jingyao spoke with a smile, "So you utterly hate me, don’t you?"

"Not exactly." Gu Anxi spoke softly, "It’s just that Mr. Wang can’t tolerate me and Zhou Yunchen."

King Jingyao’s heart tightened, only to hear her continue, "If you really can’t tolerate us, a single word from Mr. Wang, and Zhou Yunchen and even the Bo Family can all move out of Beicheng. It’s not like we can’t survive in Qingcheng or Jiangcheng."

After speaking, King Jingyao’s voice turned slightly cold: "Isn’t it just relying on a little bit of skill! You can survive anywhere, except you can’t survive in Beicheng, right?"

He was always angry inside. She said he feared her, said he couldn’t tolerate her. Yes, he indeed had concerns about Zhou Yunchen, but apart from that kick, it seemed he hadn’t done much to her. The old lady was biased towards her, and he turned a blind eye to it. As for that billion-dollar project she vaguely mentioned at the banquet, he was angered but had already signed the document to give it to the Bo Family.

Now, this little ingrate who tramples on his intentions, can go eat shit!

King Jingyao was furious, snorted in anger, "If you leave, don’t come back."

He had anger in his heart and didn’t want to talk to her anymore, turned around, and left.

Gu Anxi made a face behind him, which was just seen by the approaching Bo Xiaoshu. Bo Xichen looked at her and smiled, "What’s going on? Did you provoke Mr. Wang again?"

"He’s cranky every day, clearly going through early menopause." Gu Anxi didn’t want to tell her uncle those disappointing things. She was naturally carefree, and things had come to this, so it would be what it is. Anyway, they’ll be heading to Jiangcheng later; out of sight, out of mind.

Saying this, Bo Xiaoshu lightly laughed and tousled her hair, "Being mouthy, obviously came over specially, knowing he’s going for a follow-up."

"Uncle, stop flattering him." Gu Anxi grumbled discontentedly, then sighed, "I reckon this time I’ve really offended him. Uncle, do you mind coming to live in Qingcheng together?"

Bo Xichen smiled slightly, "I don’t mind. Qingcheng is quite nice too."

She muttered to herself, "Just not sure if Bo Dad and Bo Mom can get used to it, and whether the Old Master can settle in."

Speaking of that, Bo Xiaoshu cleared his throat, "Oh, I forgot to tell you, the Old Master says he wants to follow us to Jiangcheng."

Gu Anxi’s eyes widened, "What’s he going to Jiangcheng for?"

Bo Xichen coughed lightly, "The Old Master says he wants to follow you."

Gu Anxi: ...

In the end, she said nothing, which amounted to agreement.

*

In the hospital parking lot, Wang Jingchuan suddenly felt uneasy.

He made a mistake today, spoke too much, Gu was naturally unbothered but got into a spat with Mr. Wang, and the two were like cannons, neither yielding, which just burned him up.

He gave a bitter laugh, smoked a few cigarettes by the car, and even the driver glanced sideways at him, "Secretary, you don’t usually smoke like this."

Wang Jingchuan leaned against the car door, looked down at the cigarette in his hand, and smiled faintly, "Being close to the ruler is like being close to the tiger."

The driver was stunned, "Are you having a falling out with Mr. Wang?"

"Listen to you." Wang Jingchuan chuckled, "We’re not husband and wife, what falling out?"

The driver also chuckled, and sincerely said, "You’re the favored one beside Mr. Wang, besides the old sir and madam, who can compare to you in his heart?"

Wang Jingchuan shot him a look, "Don’t, our sir is quite loving, treasures his younger sister to death, and will miss Lin Miss again tomorrow. I think he wishes he had a love for every flower."

The driver thought carefully, smiled with a hint of slyness, "Do you think Mr. Wang regrets it, knowing he should’ve married Miss Lin Hua sooner?"

"How would I know him?" Wang Jingchuan sighed, after a moment said again, "Perhaps he regrets it, no doubt thinking some good cabbage was snouted by a pig."

The driver chuckled quietly, just about to agree but suddenly stopped laughing, glancing ahead stammering, "Wang, Wang sir."

Mr. Wang?

The cigarette in Wang Jingchuan’s fingertips almost burned his fingers, he looked at his boss with glaring eyes—

Did he hear?

Of course King Jingyao heard, heard very clearly, and was now so angry his face had turned dark.

Is this really something his beloved Secretary would say?

Old Brother Wang didn’t immediately erupt, he just went around to the other side, opened the car door, and sat down, fuming.

The driver shook with fear, and the Secretary wasn’t much better off, afraid they’d face retaliation for badmouthing behind his back.

When Wang Jingchuan sat in the car, his legs were trembling, terrified of what his boss might do.

King Jingyao gave him some face, not punishing him immediately in front of the driver, instead spoke coldly, "To the office."

The Secretary steeling himself, "Has the report come out yet, is your health alright?"

King Jingyao turned his face, annoyedly said, "I’m not dying."

The Secretary knew he was angry, so he dared not speak anymore, while the driver exchanged a glance with him in the rearview mirror, both keeping a tense silence.

The entire way, no one dared speak a word until they reached the office.

Once the car stopped, King Jingyao didn’t immediately get out, instead, sitting there with his eyes half-closed, then softly said, "Yuan Sheng, tomorrow you report to the motor pool."

The driver named Yuan Sheng wasn’t sure what to do, eventually replied a bit disappointed, "Alright, Mr. Wang, I understand."

These words shocked Wang Jingchuan.

Yuan Sheng had been with Mr. Wang for over a decade, and now because of a slip-up he met this fate, clearly showing this was a sensitive topic for Mr. Wang.

Wang Jingchuan knew he implicated the driver, recognized Mr. Wang’s annoyance with him, yet he spoke up nonetheless, otherwise he’d feel guilty.

"Mr. Wang, Yuan Sheng only made a few comments alongside me, why not, I’ll take responsibility for his part too." The Secretary spoke obtusely, unsure if his words held any weight.

Sure enough, King Jingyao blandly said, "Jingchuan, you yourself can barely protect yourself."

Wang Jingchuan’s heart was filled with desolation.

What did he do wrong, other than hoping Mr. Wang would be well, reconcile with Little Gu, women can be absent, but this sister is truly a treasure. He was so happy some time ago, but now it’s completely... a menopausal rhythm. Yet this heartfelt intention is bound to be misinterpreted.

The secretary felt somewhat aggrieved and after a while spoke in a hoarse voice, "Mr. Wang, for the sake of Yuan Sheng over the past decade, and also for my thirty-some years."

The convoy is exhausting, and once you go down, there’s no chance of coming back up, this much he knows all too well.

King Jingyao listened to him, seemed to be pondering, after a while he smiled, "Alright. Whether he leaves or not is fine, you bear it."

After speaking, his face completely sank, "This is what you said, Jingchuan."

He was angry inside, unable to vent it, the closest people naturally bear the brunt, the secretary has been with him for decades, where would he not know, but he doesn’t want innocent people to suffer.

As for himself, even if he skins himself, he would still leave a life.

This time, with a thoughtful plan, King Jingyao opened the car door, "Let’s talk in the office."

Anyway, Jingchuan has been with him for decades, he would still give him this little face.

Wang Jingchuan smiled bitterly, while the driver’s face was full of worry.

Worried as he may be, no one can interfere with Mr. Wang’s affairs.

After a moment, Wang Jingchuan followed King Jingyao to the office. The door closed; just as he was about to speak, a cup smashed over from King Jingyao, barely brushing his cheek and leaving a clearly bleeding mark.

Wang Jingchuan had seen him lose his temper in many ways, but to be so violently aggressive towards himself was the first time.

Before, it was always more of an act.

He was stunned for a moment before speaking with a dry voice, "Mr. Wang..."

King Jingyao sneered: ’Do you still have me in your eyes? I thought you had a new master in mind.’

"Jingchuan wouldn’t dare." The secretary softened his voice, "I just wished to persuade and reconcile you with General Gu, absolutely no other intentions."

King Jingyao’s sneer deepened, "Really!"

He slowly sat down, the smile on his face gradually froze, while Wang Jingchuan remained motionless, knowing he was considering his own fate, perhaps in the next moment, he’d be doomed.

Time passed second by second, the atmosphere was overly silent, no one knew how long it had been before King Jingyao finally spoke, "Jingchuan, you’ve been with me for many years, have worked hard, suffered a lot."

Upon hearing this, Wang Jingchuan already felt utterly desolate.

Sure enough, King Jingyao continued, "Here’s the deal, there’s an empty position at the grassroots, why don’t you go there; with your talent, it won’t hinder your future."

Wang Jingchuan smiled faintly, agreed, but inside he was well aware, being abandoned as the confidant of Mr. Wang wouldn’t lead to a good end anywhere.

At the moment, he lowered his eyes, "Thank you Mr. Wang for arranging for me. Mr. Wang is right, Jingchuan has been quite exhausted and worked hard these years, but Jingchuan does not regret it. I will return Mr. Wang’s villa, luckily my small house from before hasn’t been sold and I can still live in it."

King Jingyao squinted his eyes, "What do you mean by this?"

"Jingchuan wants to resign, maybe I can be a little instructor or something in the future. I think Mr. Wang wouldn’t drive me to the end." The secretary said with a dignified voice.

Clearly, King Jingyao was about to explode, "Wang Jingchuan, do you really think I dare not do anything to you?"

"I know Mr. Wang dares." Wang Jingchuan chuckled lightly, "But the more Mr. Wang dares, the more I want to leave. I know too much about Mr. Wang’s affairs, no matter who follows me, Mr. Wang won’t be at ease, so it’s better for me to leave myself."

King Jingyao laughed with anger, "Wang Jingchuan, I didn’t expect you to have such spirit. Fine, if you want to leave, leave immediately; if I keep you here, I won’t be called Wang. All these years I’ve nurtured you, and it was all for nothing."

The secretary spoke gently, "One day as a dog, a lifetime as a dog, dogs have no human rights."

"Get out." Old Wang threw another valuable cup over, but this time the secretary dodged it, after which he quietly said, "I will go through the procedures, not making things difficult for Mr. Wang."

King Jingyao stopped him, "Have you thought it through Wang Jingchuan, once you leave, you can’t come back, such a smart person as you, how can you not understand this principle?"

He sneered, "Followed me for decades, truly it seems your brain was fed to pigs, no advancement at all."

The secretary simply laughed lightly without saying anything, but it angered the old brother, this really couldn’t be reasoned with, this wooden head, he’d said everything he could, yet he’s still stupid beyond measure.

King Jingyao exhaled a long breath, "Alright, leave if you must. You’re just like that little bastard, relying on my favoritism, all of you want to leave me, don’t you. Then leave, leave and I’ll see if you live better than before, if you still think you’re not a dog, one by one without a single hair growing whole, all turning against me, one, two."

After this lengthy tirade, the secretary remained silent, letting him say what he will.

When he finished, the secretary lightly said a few polite words, turned, and left.

As he exited, the old brother called out after him with irritation, "Wang Jingchuan."

Wang Jingchuan turned around, King Jingyao was smoking as he softly said, "Why don’t you learn some shameless skills from that little bastard, I don’t want back the things I gave you, but if you have the guts to betray me, you should have the courage to bear it. Remember, I’m not just doing this for myself, Gu Anxi may misunderstand me, but you Wang Jingchuan, followed me for all these years, you’re not allowed to misunderstand me."

Wang Jingchuan was somewhat stunned by his gaze.

He squinted, Old Wang was still your Old Wang, seeing him like this, Wang Jingchuan who previously did not understand, now did understand... inside, he cursed.

He squinted, after following him for decades, in the end getting caught in this mess, and the performance was really like it; were it not for the intimate interactions of the past thirty years, he would’ve had no understanding of the essence within.

Of course, this matter can’t be disclosed now, Wang Jingchuan internally cursed, but with a cheerful face said, "Mr. Wang’s kind intentions are appreciated, the world is vast, there’s always a place for Jingchuan. As for the villa, thank you Mr. Wang."

As soon as he finished speaking, King Jingyao sent him off with a word, "Get out," loud enough to be heard throughout the floor.

The entire office knew Wang Jingchuan had been implicated by his superior and was kicked out, the secretary went through the procedures and left, the whole office sighed for him.

After all, he had been with him for thirty years, gone just like that, revealing its merciless nature.

This matter even alarmed Min Xin, he heard the news and came, opened the door and saw a bloody mess inside, he feigned a smile, "Why is it like this, I saw Jingchuan leaving with a box, it looked quite tragic, wasn’t he your heart’s dearest, most understanding how you couldn’t leave him for a day, and now he’s just discarded."

He walked over to King Jingyao’s side, sat down, "Not to say, he knows so many of your secrets, keeping him here is better than letting him out, with his talents, how many people want him?"

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