Chapter 1773 I Want to Fire You, so You Have to Get Out of Here

After that, a row of employees carrying cartons filed in. Each person's name was written on the cartons, which contained personal items used for work.

After Murong Mian finished speaking, everyone's expressions turned into astonishment. Was this... asking them to take their things and get out?

No one spoke, and the meeting room fell into silence.

After a long time, someone finally stood up and slapped the table hard: "Murongmian, what do you mean?"

After he took the lead, others stood up one after another, each of them was filled with righteous indignation, looking at Murongmian's eyes and spitting fire...

Shouting: "Yes, what are you going to do?"

Murongmian spread his hands: "Is what I said complicated? Or do you not understand what I said? The meaning is very simple, that is, you are fired."

"Why do you?"

"What qualifications do you have to fire us?"

Murongmian raised the corners of his lips, and his smile was a bit demonic, "Because, this company belongs to me. If I want to fire you, you have to... get out!"

If it weren't for the fact that there were so many people yesterday and it would have been a big deal if it wasn't handled properly, otherwise, he would have let these people get out yesterday.

One by one, they are incompetent, stupid, selfish and greedy. They are just termites in the company, and they still want more, promotion, salary increase, and they are not afraid of being starved to death.

Ji Mianmian raised her chin behind Murongmian, hum, my husband is domineering.

If I let you, you have to get out.

Uh, I forgot that my husband is a fake Murong Mian. However, it doesn't matter if he's hot, he's handsome now anyway.

The second person who left yesterday and ran to the hospital to see his illegitimate son said gloomily: "We are all appointed by the old chairman himself. Even if we have to fire him, it's not you alone... Anyway, it's not you who has the final say."

Murong Mian didn't reply to him, but asked: "Tsk, cousin, you have a lot of dark circles under your eyes. It seems that you didn't get enough rest yesterday. Hey, I see there are scratches on your neck. It's not serious, right?"

The man's heart skipped a beat. This little beast knows everything.

He clenched his fist, "You don't need to take care of it."

Murong Mian nodded seriously: "Yes, it's indeed for me to take care of it. Anyway, I don't have a child now, and I don't have to raise someone else's son."

"You... you..." The man's face flushed and his blood vessels were about to burst.

When he went to the hospital yesterday, the child lost too much blood and had to be transfused. He was the child's father and naturally took the responsibility, but his lover cried and didn't let him check his blood type.

He cared about his son, so he didn't think so much. As a result... the nurse told him that his son was type A blood and he was type B. How could a type B father give birth to a type A son?

He was almost angry to death, and beat up the mistress. Only then did he know that the mistress had a boyfriend when she was with him, and she had not broken up. She knew that he liked his son, and she happened to be pregnant, so she gave birth to him.

Murong Mian sneered: "Cousin just said that you were appointed by my father, which is true, but what does this have to do with me firing you? My father is old, and I am the head of the Murong family now. I don't like you and want you to get out. Do you need to question it?"

"Oh, right..."

Murong Mian stretched out his hand, and Mrs. Murong handed him a document. He threw it on the table, "Cousin, don't forget to make up for the embezzled public funds. I will give you three days because we are relatives after all."