After his rebirth, Mr. Fu panicked

"A Guang, if you don't want others to know, then don't do it. You must have received a lot of benefits from Su Juanjuan!"

Fu Yanchuan's voice was steady but with a hint of coldness, as if he could see into the deepest part of people's hearts.

Lin Jingshen, who was standing by, was stunned when he heard the voice. He turned his eyes to A Guang involuntarily, with doubt and inquiry flashing in his eyes. He opened his lips slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end, he just said silently, "...A Guang, you..."

A Guang was touched by Fu Yanchuan's words, and his eyes flickered slightly, as if looking for guiding stars in the deep night sky.

He was thinking, did the boss really find out something, or was it just a test? He was feeling uneasy, like a small boat floating on a rough sea.

Yes, this should be a test, he comforted himself.

So, he calmed down, raised his head and looked at Fu Yanchuan, forced a stiff smile at the corner of his mouth, and argued with a slightly trembling voice: "Fu, Mr. Fu, I don't know what you mean by this? I know Su Juanjuan, but it's really just an acquaintance."

His words revealed a hint of guilt, but also a certain firmness, as if he was trying his best to maintain his fragile dignity.

As Guang finished speaking, an inexplicable sense of tension filled the air.

Lin Jingshen and Fu Yanchuan's eyes were fixed on A Guang's face, as if looking for any flaws. Is he really that bold?

But he knows his boss very well and he would not say such things for no reason. He really has evidence.

Ah Guang felt unprecedented pressure in this silent trial. His heart beat faster and his palms began to sweat, but he still tried to stay calm, unwilling to let his lies be exposed.

This silent contest, like a war without the smoke of gunpowder, quietly unfolds in everyone's heart.

Fu Yanchuan's face was like the dark clouds before a storm, so gloomy that it seemed as if water was about to drip out.

He suddenly grabbed the stack of papers on the table and threw it at A Guang like autumn wind sweeping fallen leaves.

The papers fluttered in the air like a group of out-of-control butterflies, flashing pale light under the light.

Ah Guang was so frightened that he trembled with his lips tightly closed, as if he was afraid that if he opened his lips, something terrible would come out.

"Take a good look at it yourself!" Fu Yanchuan's voice was cold and majestic, like a sharp sword, pointing directly at A Guang's heart, "You two almost went to bed, these are the transfer records she gave you. What's the matter? Is the salary given by the Fu family not enough for you to squander?"

Ah Guang lowered his head, not daring to look Fu Yanchuan in the eye. He knew that he had really stirred up a hornet's nest this time.

At this moment, a piece of paper fluttered down to Lin Jingshen's feet. He lowered his head curiously, took a look, and couldn't help but exclaimed: "Fuck, so exciting?"

The densely packed records on the paper are like a silent movie, revealing the unknown secrets between A Guang and that "her".

Every transfer was like a sharp arrow pointing directly at A Guang's heart, leaving him nowhere to escape.

Lin Jingshen looked at the scene in front of him with mixed feelings.

He was surprised at A Guang's behavior. He knew that A Guang was really finished this time. No one could escape from Fu Yanchuan's majesty.

A Guang was still trembling and didn't dare to say a word.

He knew that his fate was now in the hands of Fu Yanchuan.

He seemed to see an icy mountain, towering into the clouds and impossible to climb.

And he himself was standing alone at the foot of the mountain, looking up at the unreachable peak.

The whole room fell into deathly silence.

Only the sound of Fu Yanchuan's breathing rose and fell rhythmically like the waves of the sea.

He seemed to be thinking about how to deal with Ah Guang, the man he once trusted. In his previous life, he trusted him so much that he asked him to send someone to watch over him in the mental hospital.

He hated Su Yaoyao, but he didn't want anything to happen to her. He threw her into a mental hospital to teach her a lesson, so that she could reform herself and start a new life.

At this time, A Guang's heart was filled with fear and regret. He hated himself for doing such a thing, and hated himself even more for not resisting the temptation of "her".

Now, he could only wait silently for Fu Yanchuan's verdict.

Time seemed to have stopped at this moment.

Every second seemed like torture, and made A Guang feel that it was extremely long.

He finally experienced the feeling of "days passing like years". After an unknown amount of time, Fu Yanchuan finally spoke.

His voice was still cold, but it carried an unquestionable majesty: "Guang, you disappoint me so much."

A Guang bit his lips tightly and dared not make a sound.

He knew that he no longer had any room for excuses.

He could only accept this fact silently and pay the price for his mistakes.

"From now on," Fu Yanchuan continued, "you are no longer a member of the Fu family. Go away."

A Guang suddenly raised his head, his eyes filled with shock and reluctance.

He seemed to have lost all his strength and slumped to the ground.

He knew that he had lost everything.

"No, no, Mr. Fu, I really know I was wrong, please don't fire me."

Ah Guang's voice was trembling with deep panic and helplessness. "I have worked diligently beside you for so many years. Even if I have no outstanding achievements, I have worked hard day and night. I beg you to give me a chance and never fire me. I promise that I will be more loyal to you than before and will never make any mistakes again. I will completely cut off contact with Su Juanjuan and will never have any connection with her again. If you think that my being here will upset you, then I can go to Africa, to the most remote place. As long as you don't fire me, I promise to never appear in front of you again."

Fu Yanchuan's face was still as gloomy as water, and there was no mercy or hesitation in his eyes: "No need, Jing Shen's brother has already gone to Africa before you. The reason why I didn't take more severe measures against you directly is entirely because of your service to me over the years, but this does not mean that I will tolerate betrayal. Remember, the reason why I only let you go, instead of killing you, is because of your affection for me for so many years. Otherwise, do you think I will let you go so easily?"

His words were as cold as the wind, and every word was like an ice knife piercing the man's heart.

Finally, he coldly ordered her to leave: "Pack your things and get out. What I hate most in my life is people who betray me. If you are unfaithful once, I will never trust you again. You have exhausted all my patience."

Fu Yanchuan took a deep breath and his eyes became more determined.

He knew that loyalty was more important than ability in the business world, and he was ruthless towards those who betrayed him.

However, at this moment, A Guang suddenly understood a truth: life is like a gamble, once you place a bet, you can't turn back. He lost the gamble and also lost his life.

A Guang silently packed up his things and walked out of the home where he had lived for many years. His back looked particularly lonely and helpless.

He didn't know where he was going or what challenges he would face in the future.

But he knew that all this was his own choice and he must be responsible for it.

Then his phone rang...