So, she simply bowed her head gracefully and continued eating without engaging in any argument.
Fang Yongxing tapped her plate with his chopsticks.
Gu Nuan looked up.
Using his chopsticks, Fang Yongxing wrote on the table, "You can suck up to whoever you want, I don't care, but you must do your work well for me, understand?"
Gu Nuan nodded.
"If you don't do a good job, get the hell out of here! I don't care whose ass you kiss, if you're capable, go kiss up to the chairman," he continued.
Fang Yongxing's signature method of schooling new employees unsurprisingly spread quickly within the company.
Gu Nuan wasn't afraid of being scolded by her boss, but she was a bit worried about another issue. Mainly, her kindergarten-level husband happened to be the chairman's son at this company. In other words, the future chairman.
Good news may travel a thousand miles, but bad news travels ten thousand miles.
Suddenly, in the afternoon, Mr. Xiao's Weibo got updated with a new post:
