"Hello, Chairman Bai!"
Bai Xuefeng's furious voice came through the phone:
"Fu Wenzhong, have you lost your damn mind?"
"Who the fuck do you think you are, offending Qin Feng?"
"I'll have HR process your handover in a moment. Get the hell out of the RM Group."
"You'll never work here again!"
Fu Wenzhong stood frozen, utterly bewildered.
He had never imagined that such a minor action on his part would enrage the man at the helm of the RM Group.
Bai Xuefeng's words had been perfectly clear. He was fired.
He was no longer an executive of the RM Group.
Seeing this, Chen Wenbin's lips curled into a faint smile.
When Huang Shujuan saw that Fu Wenzhong's arrival had accomplished nothing, she roared:
"What good are you?"
"I can't even buy a piece of clothing I want!"
"You're a vice president, but how are you any different from a useless piece of trash?"
"You useless freeloader..."
Fu Wenzhong's blank face instantly flushed crimson at her taunts.
Everyone at the company gossiped about him living off his wife.
Now his own wife had said it in public.
Fu Wenzhong couldn't take it anymore.
He slapped Huang Shujuan across the face.
Five bloody finger marks immediately appeared on her cheek.
Huang Shujuan spat a mouthful of blood and teeth onto the floor.
Pampered all her life and never once beaten, Huang Shujuan had never imagined that her spineless husband would dare lay a hand on her.
She pointed at Fu Wenzhong, her furious, resentful gaze looking as though she wanted to eat him alive.
"You useless bastard! How dare you hit me? Get out of the Huang Family! I'm divorcing you!"
Fu Wenzhong gritted his teeth and hardened his resolve.
He stepped forward, grabbed her hair, and slapped her again