Young Master in Flower City

The women really didn't expect to encounter the Iceberg President Ye Qingcheng at the very bottom level. Although Ye Qingcheng has a strong presence, they've all decided that since they're resigning, there's no reason to go back, right?

Moreover, going back to face that inhumane manager—how could they possibly be willing?

"Wen Xin, you speak!" Jiang Ya tugged Wen Xin's clothes, causing Wen Xin to shiver in her delicate body, pointing to her nose: "Me? No... no... let Jiaqing speak, she's braver!"

"I'm not speaking, I get weak-kneed when I see the president. Let Lin Xin speak instead!" Wen Xin shook her head, refusing firmly.

Ye Qingcheng's eyebrows furrowed slightly as her cool gaze swept over the women. She vaguely guessed something was about to happen and spoke up, "What exactly are you all muttering about? What's this 'you speak', 'she speaks' business? What's happening?"

"Alright, I'll speak!" Lin Xin suddenly straightened her back and said to Ye Qingcheng: "President, it's like this, we've decided as a group to resign, regardless of whether you agree or not!"

As soon as she said this, the other women all raised their thumbs.

"What!" Ye Qingcheng exclaimed suddenly: "Resign?"

"Yes!" The women nodded simultaneously.

"You must be the employees of the Planning Department, right?" Ye Qingcheng asked.

"Yes!"

"What exactly is the reason causing you all to resign together!" Ye Qingcheng was quite alarmed. An entire department resigning was unprecedented at Qingcheng International; how could she not investigate thoroughly.

Every department is critically important.

"Well, the president should ask the Planning Department's manager Murong Yue!" Lin Xin's beautiful eyes flashed: "But still, thank you, President, for taking care of us all these years. We genuinely respect you from the bottom of our hearts, but for the sake of this little salary, we surely can't leave our lives here!"

As she said this, many of the women were dumbfounded, staring at Lin Xin. Isn't she making it a bit too serious? Does she think it's a slaughterhouse? But the women didn't interrupt—after all, the more serious, the better.

"Murong Yue?"

"Yes!" The women nodded collectively.

Lin Xin continued: "President, you don't know, ever since Luo Bing was transferred, we've been living in hell day by day, working overtime and even working till dawn. Look at our dark circles and eye bags; they're all due to excessive overtime. We still haven't married and don't want to age before our time!"

The women secretly gave Lin Xin thumbs up—exaggerated, really exaggerated. Lin Xin, from now on, you're our leader.

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Lin Xin, you're amazing. We bow to no one but you. From now on, we'll rely on you to take us on this journey and fly high together.

"Is this true?" Ye Qingcheng's expression turned ice-cold.

"Absolutely!" Lin Xin's beautiful eyes were firm, flashing a look that said she's not lying, continuing: "In order to please the president, she doesn't even see us as humans. While it's undeniable Qingcheng International offers great benefits, sacrificing one's life for a paycheck is simply not worthwhile!"

"Also, doesn't the president find the Planning Department's work progress to be extremely fast these days?" Lin Xin spouted quite the boastful nonsense, though not all could be completely fabricated.

Ye Qingcheng thought back and indeed, the Planning Department's work progress had been exceptionally rapid these days. Reviewing documents daily, she had noticed.

Previously, Ye Qingcheng thought Murong Yue had led well, and even praised it, but didn't realize it was the Planning Department employees working day and night to produce this workload. Employees at Qingcheng International are not slaves.

Thinking of this, Ye Qingcheng snorted coldly: "I will personally investigate this matter. You all follow me to the office. I want to ask Murong Yue in front of you!"

"President, it's not necessary. We've already resigned!" Lin Xin smiled slightly. For seeking her prince charming, there's no reason to go back. Lin Xin continued: "Let's go!"

Upon hearing this, the women all nodded, saluted Ye Qingcheng, and left Qingcheng International.

No matter how you put it, Ye Qingcheng is the president of a conglomerate. She couldn't repeatedly retain them, or it would damage her authority, how could she command respect?

Yet her cool gaze had reached the extreme cold.

Tap, tap, tap~

Turning around, Ye Qingcheng entered her exclusive elevator. Upon exiting the elevator, she walked towards the office. Secretary Xiao Lan could sense Ye Qingcheng's icy aura from afar. Xiao Lan's heart chilled—who has angered our Iceberg President? By the looks of it, the iceberg is about to erupt.

"Xiao Lan, call the Planning Department's manager, Murong Yue, over!"

"Yes, President!" Xiao Lan shivered, faintly feeling something major was about to occur, and immediately turned away.

Ye Qingcheng stepped into the office.

...

At noon, Biyue International Restaurant.

Biyue International Restaurant, covering two thousand square meters, though simply decorated, is clean and sanitary. The most appealing aspect is that the restaurant makes no distinction between high and low; whether grassroots employees or elite executives, they all dine in one place, everyone equal.

Sometimes, even the president Shangguan Biyue dines here, further demonstrating the president's impartial treatment.

"Have you heard? Our new executive director did two big things on his first day!"

"Of course, especially the first one, it truly relieved our hearts. No more entrance fee from now on. I wonder what the new executive director looks like!" A charming goddess next to her showed a sly smile.

"And the second one?"

"Of course, it's acquiring Lingyue International, which even our president hadn't managed!"

"Are you planning to offer yourself in exchange too?" The other goddesses at the same table rolled their eyes. Must you be so infatuated?

"If he looks okay and has decent stamina, I might consider it!"

"You're really dirty-minded!"

"Stop pretending to be pure. Don't you all wish your boyfriend was handsome and strong?"

"..."

Seems quite reasonable.

"Stop talking, the president's here!" Someone whispered, and the women lowered their heads to eat, occasionally glancing at Shangguan Biyue.

At this moment, Shangguan Biyue entered the restaurant in high heels, the sound of tapping clearly heard, but her whole persona exuded a queenly demeanor of 'strangers keep away,' causing many gentlemen in the restaurant to steal glances from afar, not daring to disrespect.

Yet, a rather ordinary-looking gentleman walked alongside her, whose appearance made many goddesses in the restaurant reveal a look of infatuation.

"Is this our new executive director? Wow-kaka~ so handsome!" A girl in her early twenties cupped her cheeks, pretending innocence to attract Xiao Tianyu's attention.

"Stop being stupidly infatuated. A man with such charm certainly has great taste. Only a mature woman like me can catch his eye!"

"You're mature, almost hitting thirty!"

"Neither of you are suitable for him, I might be!"

"Wow~ it's so perfect. Is this a sculpture deliberately crafted by God?"

"Wow~ that prince charming, come punish me, come rough me up!"

"..."