Wei Ronghua tightened his grip on the money bag and looked deeply at the shop in front of him.
After all, he had worked here for several years, and this Red Cake could be said to have been built up by him bit by bit, his hard work. Now about to leave, his emotions were somewhat complex.
But someone obviously didn't want to let him have a moment of reminiscence and directly sneered, "Manager Wei, why aren't you leaving yet? Can't bear to part?"
The speaker was Grandson Feng, who was increasingly proud at this moment, after all, Wei Ronghua was leaving, and he was very likely to become the new shopkeeper.
"Speaking of which, when Manager Wei left the prefecture, wasn't he also kicked out in disgrace? It was so hard to find a job in Donggu County, and now he has to leave again. It's been twice already, if you say there's no problem, nobody would believe it. With the way you are, going elsewhere to find a job, is there anyone who would dare to want you?"
