"Chairman, no, please!!"
At this moment, Wu Ping thudded to his knees, his face instantly turning to one of terror and regret.
He simply couldn't believe it, that he had fallen to such a fate.
He was the victim, how could this be happening?
Could it be that this guy was a kept man by Chairman Chen? This seemed to be the only explanation for why Chen Xuemei would fire him over this man.
Wu Ping was full of regret; if he had known that this guy was Chen Xuemei's secret boyfriend, he would never have been so adamant in clashing with Chu Mo.
Such behavior was the height of stupidity.
Moreover, he had been working here for three years now, but that wasn't all—he had spent a good five to six years to climb up to a managerial position.
Adding it all up, he had been here for seven or eight years.
Now, all his status, money, and power, at this moment, were about to dissipate like smoke in the wind.
For Wu Ping, this was undoubtedly a fatal blow.
