Beg Me to Remarry
Chapter 510: Returning to the Company Again

Chapter 510: Chapter 510: Returning to the Company Again

Fu Han’s feeling of guilt had faded significantly as she turned and walked towards the right, where the office area was. It included the Business Department, Human Resources Department, Editing Department, Production Department, among others, and there was even a dedicated resting area for photographers, makeup artists, and assistants; the place was small but fully equipped.

Having experienced the incident with the receptionist just now, Fu Han already had some mental preparation for the state of the office area.

But when she truly took in the scene before her, she couldn’t help but get angry—her fury was sky-high.

This was not an office area at all; it was clearly a market, or rather, it should be an open park, as bustling as a group of elderly men and women discussing how to dance a new sequence in the square.

The majority of the staff were not seated at their desks but were excitedly gathered together, discussing something. Some huddled in groups of over a dozen, while others were in smaller clusters, everyone passionately engaged in conversation.

All of them were shouting so loudly it was as if several were holding megaphones directly to Fu Han’s ears, almost bursting her eardrums.

Fu Han stood at the entrance for a full five minutes, but not a single person noticed her.

In the end, a staff member, perhaps due to intense discussion, had a dry mouth and went to fill a cup with water; the water cooler was by the door. Halfway through pouring, the staff member noticed someone standing not far away and let out a shriek upon realizing it was Fu Han. The water cup in hand subsequently fell to the ground and shattered.

The commotion finally drew the attention of the enthusiastic discussants, who came over, chattering to see what the fuss was about—wasn’t it just fetching some water?

"I mean, you can’t even stable a cup of water without dropping it. If one didn’t know any better, they’d think a monster had entered our office," joked the person at the front of the crowd, scanning around, and inadvertently locked eyes with Fu Han, also letting out a scream of fright.

More and more people were drawn over, like dumplings being dropped into water. Each person’s reaction upon seeing Fu Han was fear-stricken; they couldn’t utter a word and nearly every one of them wore a look of guilt on their face.

Instead of diminishing, Fu Han’s anger grew more intense. She looked expressionlessly at the group of people in front of her and said coldly, "Gather everyone. We’re having a meeting!"

This time, everyone promptly and energetically lined up, each person holding not only a notebook but also a pen, ready to take serious notes.

If Fu Han hadn’t seen their previously disorganized state, akin to elderly people dancing in the park, she would have been pleased to have such attentive staff. But there was no such if.

Fu Han’s gaze was ice-cold as it swept over everyone, pausing appropriately on those whose voices were exceptionally loud.

She cleared her throat with a cough and said, "Ladies and gentlemen, we are in a company, not dancing in a park. If any of you wish to dance in a park, please go to Human Resources and pick up a resignation form. I’ll sign it immediately."

Silence, a deathly silence, began to spread, and not a single person spoke.

Fu Han’s expression softened slightly. She coughed again and continued, "If you’re silent, I’ll assume you’re not planning to resign. Let me repeat, I do not wish to see the office area as it was just now. Don’t you people have any shame if someone saw that?"

The silence continued; no one indicated any desire to speak, but all lowered their heads, seemingly feeling quite guilty.

Fu Han coughed once more, her gaze sweeping over the crowd. Everyone who made eye contact quickly looked away, as if they wanted to avoid her at all costs.

She began again, slowly, "Now, I have three tasks for you. First, reflect on your behavior just now and submit a written self-critique; sign it and hand it to me. Second, review your current work—what’s ongoing, what hasn’t started, what’s wrapping up—organize everything by customer and send me the details. Third, the office is not a market; if this kind of situation happens again, I will fire you on the spot."

The people’s responses were scattered, "Okay, Boss Fu."

The conversation should have ended there, but after a moment’s thought, Fu Han spoke up once more, "I know why you are like untethered wild horses right now; you know that Huangpu Group has encountered problems, and you think our company will also close down soon, which is why you’ve been acting so recklessly."

Everyone lowered their heads in shame, no one taking the initiative to speak, but their actions spoke volumes. Fu Han had accurately guessed their thoughts.

One hand behind her back, Fu Han’s beautiful face wore a rare sternness, "Let me assure you all that this company was established by Su Cheng and is completely separate from Huangpu Group. Although Su Cheng is currently preoccupied and unable to participate, I will ensure that this company remains secure in his stead. There will be no problems. Do you understand what I’m saying?"

The last sentence she delivered with exceptional authority, and many realized for the first time that the sweet and gentle-looking Fu Han could be so stern. Yet, it could not be denied that at this moment, Fu Han looked both refreshing and compelling, and one could not take their eyes off her.

This time, a bold person spoke up, "Boss Fu, rest assured, we will not let you down."

Fu Han glanced at the speaker. She remembered that while everyone was eagerly discussing earlier, only this person had sat at their desk typing away on their keyboard. She hadn’t thought much of it at the time, but reflecting on it now, she suspected this person was perhaps the only one in the whole company actually working.

With this in mind, Fu Han pointed to the speaker, "Talk is cheap; anyone can do it, and you don’t even have to talk—as long as you can type on a keyboard and use a computer. But the key is, can you take responsibility for every word you say? I observed for quite a while and saw that only this colleague has been working diligently at their computer, not distracted by the surrounding discussions."

To everyone’s surprise, the employee’s face turned red with embarrassment and they were unable to articulate a response.

Fu Han smiled again, her face becoming even more beautiful, "I’ve decided. This colleague’s base salary will be increased by 20%. So, if you all continue to work hard, you too can receive promotions and raises."

Many staff members were visibly excited, and they began to discuss amongst themselves, unsurprisingly focusing on the fortunate one, the first to dare to speak with Fu Han.

Fu Han cleared her throat again, drawing all the attention back to her, "I will say this one more time—if the work I’ve assigned isn’t completed by the end of today, pack your things and leave when you clock out."