"People gotta have connections to survive in this society, but some can rely on their looks; having the chops is also a skill. Making their backer happy, they can squash us little guys as easily as ants."
Shi Koufan, as if he hadn't heard a thing, picked up the pen and decisively signed his own name on the termination contract, then pushed it forward.
Shengchao's boss, Zhang Peng, glanced over it roughly and laughed, "You were one of the first batch of trainees Shengchao signed, and now you're moving on to something better. As the boss who watched you grow up, I'm really glad. But I'm quite curious, how did you get in touch with Huasong's executives? How did they not give up on you under these circumstances?"
"None of your business."
Ever since Shi Koufan knew that the whole drama was orchestrated by Shengchao itself, he didn't want to say another word to them.
