The door slammed shut once again in front of Xing Yujun, her lips trembling with anger.
"This is too much, it's really too much." Xing Yujun's hands, hanging at her sides, clenched into tight fists, her body shaking with rage. She wanted to angrily kick the door, but ultimately held onto some hope, not wanting to completely close this final crack.
Xing Yujun's hard work and hustle did not bring the company any chances of revival. The company still collapsed under Xing Yujun's watch.
"You liar, we trusted you so much, yet you deceived us. You promised that within a week the company would be revived, and what happened?"
Under the company building, former high-level executives surrounded Xing Yujun, each normally posing as a gentleman now revealing a frenzied and foolish side.
"We believed your nonsense, and now we've lost everything, going bankrupt one after another. We want to settle this account clearly with you; you must shoulder our losses."
