Chapter Twenty-Eight: Anything Is Possible

The news of my father's death soon came. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Qi Yuwei didn't shed a single tear.

There is not a little bit of sadness.

Qi Yuwei had all the marks on this man: alcoholism, desperately beating her mother, the wound on her arm that never disappeared, and the solid rolling pin that her father interrupted. The father's stiff leather shoes stepped on his daughter's hand desperately lying on the stone embankment......

Because of these, she Qi Yuwei has no father.

Not to mention that there is no father. She also has no mother. She only took her mother's last name. That family, that hometown, that years full of tears, humiliation, and childhood suffering, were scattered by the wind.

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Qi Yuwei let out a long breath.

Compared with these hardships, what else can't be adapted? Staying in the public relations department of such a good group company as TL is already a great favor for Qi Yuwei.

Will you still leave because of that worthless little Qinggao, what kind of chic thing to play?

I can only endure this humiliation. I can only find a way to adapt to this environment. I can only make myself strong and fearless to survive.

Qi Yuwei fell asleep in the dormitory, without raising her head, without eating dinner.

……

At work the next day, Qi Yuwei found that the public relations department was steaming.

The steaming atmosphere is an indescribably joyful atmosphere.

"Is Mr. Hua going to have a birthday? Super exciting birthday party!" the little sisters in the public relations department said excitedly.

Minister Li's fox wink sent several radio waves.

"Yes! Mr. Hua's birthday party! That kind of scene!" Minister Li said triumphantly.

"Minister Li, how many of our public relations departments are present this time, can you go to all of them?" asked a beautiful woman.

"Do you want to go all of them? What do you think? Go to the market in the countryside! Mr. Hua's birthday party, who doesn't want to go with his head sharpened by the wall! The horns on his head and the thorns on his body are all squeezed inside, so you should wait patiently. No fun!" Minister Li said.

"Isn't there a quota for every department?" asked a familiar one.

"Ouch, don't think about it! A group is so big, every department has to participate, and there are only two places assigned to our public relations department. Could it be that there are so many beautiful women in our public relations department, and we can't give us all the quotas? Don't think about it, don't think about it!" Minister Li said.

"Who's and who!" asked a colleague from the PR department.

"Of course I'm going. I'm the head of the department! There's still a place, and I'll give it to Fei'er! Fei'er has performed well for a while, and has won a lot of orders, and Mr. Hua is very satisfied. So this opportunity is given to Phil. Everyone works hard! There is a chance. Minister Li said.

Fei'er smugly chirped with her fingers, "It worked!" she shouted.

"Oh, what's the point of being proud? Don't be taken by Mr. Hua!" said a colleague jealously.

"Anything is possible!" said Fei'er.