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Chapter 1007 Acting

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    Even so, An Xueli still heard something unusual: "Xiang Li what are you doing? Why do I hear your voice a little strange?"

    Xiang Li glanced at Wen Yan, took a breath, and said, "No, I just got home from work, and I was a little out of breath after walking for a while. I called you because I wanted to ask you something. Mr. Mu felt that I  I¡¯m not capable enough, I¡¯m afraid I¡¯m going to be dismissed, Director An, please help me speak nicely to Mr. Mu, I¡¯ve worked in Mu¡¯s for so many years, and I finally got the position of supervisor, I don¡¯t want to lose my job.¡±

    The other end of the phone was quiet for a while, and after about ten seconds, An Xueli said, "I can't control the company's affairs. You know, I'm not at Mu's now. How can I talk to Ting about this kind of thing?"  Chen said? He has always had his own opinions in doing things, and it's not that I won't help you, but I really can't help. How about this, you can go at ease, and I will give you a compensation in private. What do you think? You are looking for a new job.  I will help you too, and the treatment will definitely not be worse than in Mu's."

    Xiang Li's face turned green, these words were exactly the same as what Wen Yan said before, as if they had been discussed in advance.

    After hanging up the phone, Xiang Li was like a deflated ball, and remained silent for a long time.

    Wen Yan knew that Xiang Li would not leave in a hurry, so he let her go: "How? I said, I know her better than you. Don't you know what the situation is now?"

    Xiang Li asked dully: "What do you want me to do? Falling into your hands, count me as unlucky"

    Wen Yan sighed: "I won't do anything to you either, just tell me the truth about what An Xueli asked you to do."

    Naturally, Xiang Li would not help An Xueli hide it anymore at this time: "Yes, you guessed right, I sent your design draft to Xue Yang using Xu Yangyang's computer. Xue Yang used to be my college classmate, and later  I don¡¯t have much contact, I can barely be considered an acquaintance, and I have followed his movements But your design draft was given to me by Director An, and she asked me to do it. I asked her why, and what she told me was  , you are not a good person. She wants to drive you out of the Mu family and from the Mu family. She did me a favor, but it's not as exaggerated as you think. I helped her purely because she was in the  Mu's was nice to me. I've said everything I need to say, I know I can't stay in Mu's anymore, so I admit it."

    After pondering for a moment, he said softly, "I don't plan to shake you out, you were just tricked by An Xueli."

    Xiang Li was a little surprised: "Really? You don't plan to let President Mu fire me?"

    Wen Yan pursed his lips: "Yes, as long as you work hard in the future and don't think about it anymore, the company is a place to work, not a theater for house fighting. You have also seen that doing these things is not good for you.  All right, you can go."

    Xiang Li looked at Wen Yan no longer with contempt and rejection in his eyes, he hesitated to speak several times, and left the restaurant without saying anything.

    After Xiang Li left, Wen Yan did not leave in a hurry, sat down and continued to eat.  Xu Yangyang couldn't understand: "Sister Wen Yan, are you still in the mood to eat now? Since you know that Mr. Mu's aunt is plotting against you, why don't you tell Mr. Mu immediately?"

    Wen Yan said as he ate, "The truth has come to light, so what if it's earlier or later? Only when you're full will you have the strength to fight. Yangyang, does my slap hurt you? Eat more if it hurts, okay?"  Bubu, I've invited you for this meal, you can order whatever you want. It's all your bad idea, I don't want to beat you."

    Xu Yangyang stuck out his tongue: "It doesn't hurt, it really doesn't hurt at all. A slap can let you find out the truth, what a bargain. I know you won't really hit me hard, you have a measure."

    Wen Yan put some food in Xu Yangyang's bowl: "Eat quickly. Actually I haven't decided whether to tell Mark Tingchen, I always feel that the way he handles it won't satisfy me. I've endured it for long enough,  This time, An Xueli really went too far, I don't want to let her go, and I don't want to embarrass Mark Tingchen, so I'll solve it myself, after dinner, I'll go to An Xueli."

    Xu Yangyang looked thoughtful: "I think so too After all, she is Mr. Mu's aunt. How can he deal with it? Sister Wen Yan, you can see for yourself. No matter what you want to do, I will support you."

    Wen Yan suddenly smiled: "I suddenly feel that the people around me are very reassuring to me, no matter what I want to do, they all support me, Yaoyao is, you are" In the past, so did Anya

    After dinner, Wen Yan came out of Baishuiwan restaurant, took a taxi and went straight to Mu's house.  After getting in the car, she called Mark Tingchen to confirm that he was not at home, and she was slightly relieved.

    It would be best if Mark Tingchen wasn't there. Since she was going to see An Shirley today, she had to make it clear.

    Arriving at Mu's house, the whole journey is unimpeded, even if she leaves Mu's house.Everyone in the Mu house still regards her as Mrs. Mu.

    Hearing footsteps coming from the door, An Shirley thought it was Mark Tingchen who had come back, so she rushed out to greet her. Seeing it was Wen Yan, her face suddenly darkened: "What are you doing here? How did you come in? You won't return  Do you keep the key to Mu's house? You and Tingchen have divorced, please hand over the key!"

    Wen Yan glanced at An Shirley: "I don't have a key, the bodyguard opened the door for me."

    An Xueli frowned and shouted outside: "In the future, whoever dares to open the door to random people will leave!"

    A sneering smile curled up on the corner of Wen Yan's lips: "Stop yelling, I'm here today to find something for you, I'll leave after I settle it, I still don't want to stay if you asked me to stay! An Xueli, please figure it out  , It's Mu Tingchen who won't let me go, it's not me who wants to beg for nothing to pester him. You tried so hard to drive me away from him, and tried every means to get me to leave Mu's family. Even this kind of trick  You can use it, I really admire it so much, can I even give up Mu's reputation?"

    An Xueli was slightly startled, her eyes narrowed slightly: "What do you mean? I don't know what you are talking about."

    Wen Yan went to the sofa and sat down, and said casually, "Stop pretending, and Mo Tingchen is not here, who are you pretending to be for? Don't tell me that you didn't instruct Xiang Li to send my design draft to Xue Yang, and why are you pretending to be my design draft?"  Planting the blame on Xu Yangyang, your calculations are really sound. At first I thought you would not do this, because you care so much about Mu Tingchen, and you know how important the Mu family is to him, and you will definitely not implicate the Mu family just because you hate me  , it seems that I was wrong in the end."

    An Xueli snorted coldly: "I know that the Mu family will not be implicated, as long as you get out of the Mu family. The only thing I have been targeting is you. Now that you know, I won't hide it  Tucked away, what you said Didn't Tingchen find out? If he knew, he would have come to me a long time ago. It seems that you have learned a lot from Tingchen and his cleverness all these years.  You can find out all of this. Xiang Li is also stupid, and she even showed her feet under your nose. When she called me that phone call, you were by my side, right?" (Remember this site's website: www.hlnovel  .com
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