Chapter 1798: I want to fire you, you have to get me

Having said that, a row of employees carrying cardboard boxes outside the door rushed in, and each person's name was written on the cardboard box, which contained the personal belongings of those people for work.
After Mu Rongmian's expression, everyone's expressions became stunned. This is ... want them to get out of their hands?
No one spoke, and there was a silence in the conference room.
After a long time, someone finally stood up and patted the table hard: "Murong Mian, what do you mean?"
After he took the lead, the others stood up one by one, filled with indignation, watching Mu Rongmian's eyes spray the fire ...
Shouted: "Yes, what are you doing?"
Mu Rongmian spread his hand: "Is it complicated? Or do you not understand me? The meaning is very simple, that is, you have been fired."
"What are you doing?"
"What qualifications do you have to fire us?"
Mu Rongmian raised his lips, his smile was a little bit sullen, "Because, this company is my house, I want to fire you, you have to ... give me a roll!"
Yesterday, if it wasn't because there were too many people, if it was not handled well, it would be a big deal. Otherwise, he let these people get off yesterday.
One by one, incompetent, selfish and greedy, is a maggot in the company. I also want more, appreciation, raise, and not afraid of being killed.
Ji Mianmian raised his chin behind Mu Rongmian. Huh, my husband is domineering.
Let you, you have to go.
Uh, forget, my husband is a fake Murong Mian, but it doesn't matter, it's handsome now anyway.
The second of those who left yesterday and ran to the hospital to see his illegitimate child, said gloomily: "We are all old chairman, appointed personally, even if it is to be fired, it is not you ... In short, it is not you It's up to me. "
Mu Rongmian didn't reply to him, but asked: "Hey, my cousin's dark circles are very heavy. It seems that I didn't take a good rest yesterday. Hey, I see there is a scratch on that neck, isn't it heavy?"
The man was a little stunned, the little beast knew everything.
He fisted, "I don't need you."
Mu Rongmian nodded earnestly: "Yeah, it is really taking care of me, anyway, I don't have a child now, and I don't need to raise someone else's son."
"You ... you ..." The man's face was flushed and his blood vessels were about to burst.
At the hospital yesterday, the child lost too much blood and had to be transfused. He was the child ’s father who naturally refused to let him go, but his little love was crying and he was not allowed to check his blood type.
He cared about his son. Where did he 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 son give birth to a type A blood son?
He almost died of anger, and beat Xiaosan to a violent meal, only to know that when Xiaosan had a boyfriend with him, and he didn't break, knowing that he likes his son, and just happened to be pregnant, she was born.
Mu Rongmian sneered: "My cousin said just now that you were appointed by my father. That's right, but what does this have to do with me? My father is old, this Murong family, and now I am a family, I Seeing that you are not pleasing to the eye, I just want you to roll away. Do you need your question? "
"Oh, right……"
Mu Rongmian reached out and Mrs. Murong handed him a document. He fell down on the table. "Cousin, don't forget to make up for the misappropriated public funds. I think it's because we are relatives. We will give you three. Days. "