Chen Yin's car was moving too fast and suddenly crashed into the railing.
At the same time, the motorcycle screeched to a halt.
"Yun Jiejie, are you okay?"
Zhou Jin'an asked caringly.
His arms were still around Qiao En, her feet off the ground, legs weak, her entire body weight leaning on Zhou Jin'an's arms.
Chen Yin was stunned; she could not believe that Zhou Jin'an would find her here.
"Director… Director Zhou…"
She opened the car door, frantically trying to get out.
"Secretary Chen, as of now, you are dismissed."
Zhou Jin'an's expression was cold, his gaze piercing.
His voice was magnetic, entering Chen Yin's ears like a bolt from the blue.
"Why? Why would you dismiss me?"
Her eyes were red, full of grievance.
"I have worked diligently at Nanchen for five years, with neither recognition of my achievements nor compensation for my efforts. Are you dismissing me now, without any distinction, just for this woman?"
