Chapter 130 Conflicts

"We've fulfilled our obligations, and if you haven't generated value for the company, then we can restrain you according to the company's rules and regulations. That's the trump card for all employers."

I can't fire you, but I can freeze you out, or I can assign you the toughest and most tiring tasks until you can't take it anymore and ask to terminate the contract yourself.

Phoebe grasped the meaning and felt the frustration in her chest clear away. She stood up and patted John's shoulder with force," John, you've got potential, a bright future ahead." John touched his nose, his face a picture of modesty.

"Come on, I'll treat you to barbecue!"

After finishing their barbecue past midnight, John dropped Phoebe off at the Imperial Apartment and watched her enter the complex before instructing the driver to leave.

The taxi driver, a hearty man from the northeast, asked, "Buddy, that girl your girlfriend?"

horrified, "No, that's

company, and upon hearing it was an entertainment firm, he gave a thumbs-up and expressed his candid views on the entertainment industry. John turned his head to look out the car window at the quiet streets of

changed her shoes and walked in to see Theodore and Vanessa sitting

each other, in a state that was more than friendship but less than lovers. She

at Vanessa and replied indifferently, "No, I went out for barbecue with a colleague. Have

mood was complex, and his tone held a hint of sourness,

the kitchen, heated two packs of medicine, and sat down on the single-seater sofa next to Theodore. She handed him a pack, "What did you guys have

Theodore tore open the plastic and drank with a frown, "Was the barbecue good? Who did you go

distinct whiff of jealousy. She looked at Theodore, then at Phoebe, feeling

with a mischievous

complexion worsen visibly, and said, "No, it was John, who had to work overtime

Miss Fitzroy. If you can't manage your own Facebook, then hand over the account

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