Cao Yuan heard these words, and a hint of relief gradually appeared on his face. He nodded to the tall, thin executive and said, "Yes, even though we've been fired, we still have the networks we've built over the years; finding another job won't be hard. But she's in a terrible situation."
People, the thing they fear the most is comparison. Once there's a comparison, they suddenly realize they're not as miserable as they imagined.
Zhao Xiaoyan: "..."
The more the top executives acted this way, the more anxious Zhao Xiaoyan became. She clenched her hands tightly, her freshly done nails digging into her palm, feeling both sorrowful and panicked. She asked, "What exactly do you mean? What does it mean that I'm going to be sealed?"
Cao Yuan was about to say something when the female secretary in a black business suit approached, her high heels clicking. A hint of regret appeared on her pretty face as she bowed and said, "Sorry Miss Zhao, it seems our contract cannot proceed anymore."
