The air conditioner in the conference room was turned on so high that it made the back of my neck feel cold.
"Marven, after careful consideration by the company, you have been fired."
HR Sister Wang's voice was emotionless. She pushed a resignation application form in front of me and put the signature pen on the table with a crisp sound.
I stared at the paper for three seconds.
Three years after joining the company, I worked more than a thousand days of overtime, and completed more than a dozen projects. In the end, I was told, "Get out of here."
No, she said "You're fired."
But the words "Get out of here" echoed clearly in my mind, as if someone was shouting them into my ear.
Immediately afterwards, a wave of heat surged out of his chest and spread along the blood vessels to his limbs.
How can I describe that feeling? It's like soaking in a hot spring in the winter, with heat emanating from every pore. It's also like drinking a pound of Erguotou and feeling warm all over.
"Ye Chen, did you hear me?" Sister Wang frowned, obviously dissatisfied with my distraction.
