Part 212 Termination of the contract
Sun Yingchen looked at the time on the wall: "Then it's decided, I am willing to be your assistant, but now tonight is different from the past, you yourself said the current situation, in this case, I go to work during the day, and on my day off, I am your Lu Heng's little assistant." Flash."
Lu Heng was dissatisfied for a moment, and asked, "Why are there only rest days?" ā
"If you're back in the fire's mess, I'll quit my sunny day job and become your full-time assistant." Sun Yingchen's eyes flashed with a sly light: "No matter what you think, I'm just so self-conscious, so, Lu Heng, cheer up again." ā
When Sun Yingchen went home, her grandmother looked at her, and the two old men were in tears, but they still burst into tears and laughed when they saw the child come back.
Father Grandpa's lesson to Sun Yingchen on weekdays is simply to be as little as possible, but this time, he said earnestly: "Xiao Chen, my father used to ignore your affairs, but it doesn't mean that my father cares about everything about you, Xiao Chen, Dad is really distressed when he sees so many things happen to you recently." ā
Sun Yingchen never knew that his usually taciturn father could say such a thing, it was a dull pain that could only be felt after growing up, his eyes were already full of tears, the original ink-colored hair on his temples had turned into the current gray, time never seemed to remind you of what happened, but would give you a slap in the face in an unspoken way, as if he intended to wake you up from your deep sleep, telling you that most of the time has passed, and the road to go is still going on, but .......
Sun Yingchen nodded heavily: "Dad, don't worry, I won't be so stupid anymore." ā
Grandpa just nodded, the smile on his face almost petrified, his eyes with the radiance of a loving father, and it was self-evident that he just wished her all right, all well.
When I went to bed at night, my grandmother brought in a glass of hot milk and gently put it on the bedside table: "Xiaochen, drink it." ā
Sun Yingchen got out of the quilt, and then let go of a vacant seat: "Mom, I haven't slept with you for a long time." ā
Grandmother looked at her dotingly, then looked at the corner of the quilt, and lay in, Sun Yingchen rested her head on her grandmother's shoulder, which was the warmth and smell from her mother, and she sniffed very fondly.
The grandmother patted Sun Yingchen's arm: "Xiao Chen, you have grown up, some responsibilities should be understood, parents just hope that their children can be well, your father and I don't ask you to soar in the future, I just hope that you can be happy and happy, just an ordinary life." 35xsā
Sun Yingchen gently closed his eyes, listening to his mother's words, the warmth of reality pushed you with an invisible force, and this feeling made Sun Yingchen very heartwarming.
"Mom, don't worry, I won't let others bully me anymore."
The breath of deep winter swept the whole world.
Rosen opened a copy of the express on the coffee table, but whenever he took out one, he sighed, and then continued to open the next delivery.
When Sun Yingchen came in, she took a lot of letters to Lu Heng at the front desk, she knew that these were letters from former readers to him, Sun Yingchen even thought that these letters would be hidden first, and when Lu Heng had a difficult time, she would show him again, maybe at that time, Lu Heng could accept all the current predicaments, and she was even very sad, because these difficult things were brought to him by herself.
Sun Yingchen pushed open the door of Lu Heng's house and saw Luo Sen sighing again and again.
"What are you doing this morning?" Sun Yingchen walked in quickly, and then closed the door.
"These are all contracts sent by various merchants to terminate the contract with Lu Heng." Lawson sighed repeatedly.
Sun Yingchen handed him the letter in his hand: "There are these." ā
Rosen didn't look at him and knew what they were: "It doesn't matter, it's all high and low." ā
"Isn't there any other way now?" Sun Yingchen didn't understand Lu Heng's industry and how to turn things around, but she knew that gold always shines, and Lu Heng should not be in such a predicament.
Rosen shook his head: "What else can be done, so many merchants usually run behind their butts, and a lot of good words are waiting, but now they are all terminating contracts one by one, do you think Lu Heng can still do anything?" ā
Sun Yingchen suddenly thought of something: "Are all the terminated contracts here?" ā
Lawson didn't understand what she meant, but replied: "It's all here, but it can't be ruled out that there are other contracts on the way." ā
Sun Yingchen quickly rummaged through the many contracts, but from the first one to the last, she never saw the one she prayed to see, and she suddenly said: "There is still hope, there should be hope." ā
Rosen looked at Sun Yingchen's glowing eyes, and was even a little scared, she should be crazy, why is she abnormal.
The three-day holiday is over, Sun Yingchen returned to Qingtian, Qingtian is still busy, not affected by the Lu Heng incident at all, after all, in addition to Lu Heng, Qingtian has many signed authors, and newcomers who ban Lu Heng are also emerging in endlessly.
No, the huge poster of Lu Heng that was originally hanging in the middle of the Sunny Sky Hall is being removed, and Lu Heng's sunny and smiling face quickly disappeared in front of Sun Yingchen's eyes, the feeling of being banned and removed is like throwing people into the sea, not giving a chance to breathe, and the feeling of helplessness is crazy.
"Lu Heng's poster, what to do with it now."
At this time, a pair of workers were talking, obviously, he was consulting the front desk, asking her what to do with the poster that she took down, and the front desk didn't even look back, saying: "Throw it away, wait for the financial side to settle the payment." ā
The worker seemed to have picked up a treasure, and his eyes were very excited: "Do you really want it, such a big poster, the material is so good, go back and cut it, you can wrap a lot of books for the child, and it is just right to be a book cover." ā
Originally, there were posters hanging high on it, and the workers looked at them, but in the next second, they became the covers of the children's precious books, which were also visited by the workers, but the meaning was different.
Sun Yingchen couldn't stand here to stop something she couldn't do, she just wanted to know what kind of treatment the company had with Lu Heng.
The door of the president's office was open, and Sun Yingchen was standing at the door, but her feet seemed to be injected with an invisible weight, so that she couldn't move her feet, she didn't know how to ask Mr. Zhou, she didn't know her weight, whether it was more or less.