Changyun Media, Live Streaming Operations Department Manager's Office.

Zhao Baorong's face was ashen as he slammed his hand on the table.

Glaring at the five employees before him, he shouted, "What is the meaning of this? Are you planning to leave with Liu Renjie, or are you trying to force the company to compromise? Do you think this is fun?"

The group exchanged glances but showed no signs of backing down.

Having already secured new positions, they no longer needed to play the subordinate role in this company.

Wang Qingya spoke up directly, "The company promised us bonuses, and now they've just disappeared. I can't stay here even one more day."

"At the annual meeting, you guaranteed we'd get those bonuses, so why did we work so hard, putting in all those extra hours?"

"Exactly, no compensatory leave, no overtime pay, and in the end, we get nothing."

"Just hurry up and process our resignations. We can't wait any longer."

…

The office instantly became a cacophony of voices.

Looking at the now defiant employees, Zhao Baorong started to panic.

This was the entire team for the women's fashion category. Losing just Liu Renjie could be managed by bringing in another operator, but if the whole team left, the women's fashion live-streaming channel would be severely impacted, and there was no way he could explain that to upper management.

Forcing a friendly smile, he spoke in a lower voice, "The company isn't withholding your bonuses; they're just going to be assessed at the end of the year..."

Before he could finish, Hou Yan, who had a fiery temper, cut him off, "Don't say 'we'—you can't fool us. We know you've already received your bonus in full."

"End-of-year assessment? Do you think we're idiots?"

…

The noise in the office grew louder, and outside the semi-transparent glass walls, many colleagues were already gathering to watch.

Zhao Baorong took a deep breath and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Looking at the increasingly agitated employees, he said in a muffled voice, "Alright, I'll go talk to General Manager Ma. You all wait here."

He quickly left the office, realizing the situation was beyond his control.

He Liting watched the usually composed and self-assured Zhao Baorong, now flustered and panicked, and she couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction.

Zhao Baorong often used his position to make inappropriate comments and harass female employees, and she had been one of his targets.

After a long wait, Zhao Baorong finally returned, moving slowly and wearing a serious expression. His gaze swept over the group before he sternly asked, "Let me ask again: are you sure you want to resign?"

"Yes, we're sure."

"Hurry up and start the handover."

Zhao Baorong pursed his lips, picked up their resignation letters, and suddenly smiled, "Alright, the company has received your resignation requests. Your employment contracts will be terminated in 30 days. During the next month, I'll arrange for someone to handle the handover with you."

Upon hearing this, all five of them frowned.

Hou Yan asked, "Is the company planning to drag this out?"

"Heh," Zhao Baorong chuckled, shaking his head, "That's what labor law stipulates."

"And is it also legal for the company to withhold our bonuses?"

Zhao Baorong casually tossed their resignation letters onto the table, "I can't help you with the bonuses—you'll have to take that up with the company. And if any of you slack off during these 30 days and cause significant damage to the company's live-streaming business, we'll have the legal department sue you for damages."

Hearing this, the five employees started to worry.

They could wait, but they weren't sure if the new company would.

Bocai Yingrui had made reassuring promises about handling the resignation process, but the reality remained to be seen.

He Liting bit her lip, her hands clenched, as the worst-case scenario unfolded in her mind.

What if they resigned here, but the new company didn't take them on? They'd end up with nothing—no job and no compensation.

Noticing their troubled expressions, Zhao Baorong smirked in satisfaction, "Alright, get back to work. There's a live stream scheduled for tomorrow afternoon, and I've already arranged a new operator."

Back at their desks, He Liting hurried over to Liu Renjie's workstation and whispered, "Brother Liu, the company won't let us leave. They're making us stay for 30 days. What should we do? Can Bocai Yingrui step in and negotiate with the company?"

The others quickly gathered around, clearly anxious.

"Don't worry, I'll make a call," Liu Renjie said calmly as he exited the office. Chapters first released on novèlfire.net

After about ten minutes, he returned with a refreshed look. He posted in their WeChat group, "No problem—just relax. Bocai Yingrui will take care of it."

Hearing Bocai Yingrui's assurance, everyone felt relieved.

As a large human resources service provider backed by a giant like Deju Renhe, they undoubtedly had the connections to reach the company's higher-ups.

Shortly afterward, another message popped up in the group chat.

[Liu Renjie: "Also, organize your attendance records, work performance, and any chat logs where management promised bonuses. Send everything to me—there's a chance we could still get those bonuses."]

The group immediately buzzed with excitement, asking what that meant.

[Liu Renjie: "I heard from the headhunter that our new boss has stepped in to help us recover that money."]

He Liting's heart skipped a beat—over 10,000 yuan in bonuses could mean an LV bag or a top-tier iPhone! Could it be coming back to her?

...

12:20 PM.

Tang Song walked in, carrying an orange LV gift box and a backpack.

His sharp eyes scanned the room, but Wen Ruan wasn't there yet.

He went to the locker room, changed into quick-drying clothes, and locked the gift box.

Tang Song began his workout for the day, focusing on his abs.

Over the past two days, he had realized that with the [Recovery Potion] in hand, he could completely ignore the usual physical strain from working out. So, he decided to focus on developing his abs first.

A good physique was also an important factor in his charm rating.

His charm would surely increase once he had visible abs, a V-line, and strong arms.

Just as he finished two crunches, a familiar fragrance wafted over.

Tang Song stopped and turned to see Wen Ruan approaching.

She wore a light gray sun-protective jacket over black yoga pants.

The loose jacket concealed her figure, revealing only her long, shapely legs.

"Hi, Sister Wen Ruan," Tang Song greeted her as he stood up.

Wen Ruan smiled warmly, "You need to pace yourself when working out. Overexertion can harm your body, and it's not worth it."

"No worries, I feel great," Tang Song replied confidently, patting his abs.

"Alright, as long as you know your limits," Wen Ruan said, her eyes glinting with interest.

Tang Song sincerely thanked her, "Thank you for your concern, Sister Wen Ruan."

Wen Ruan pursed her full, rosy lips, her alluring eyes fixed on him.

She reached up and unzipped her jacket with a "zzzip," revealing a tight, cropped white T-shirt underneath.

Her ample chest and defined abs were fully displayed, exuding a strong sense of femininity and vitality.

Taking a deep breath, Tang Song caught the scent of citrus and floral notes mingling with her powerful aura.

Wen Ruan's lips curled into a playful smile as she hung her jacket on the gym equipment. "Alright, let me guide you today. And afterward, I'll give you a quick muscle massage."

Tang Song's eyes lit up—such a lucky break!

"Sister Wen Ruan, wait a moment. I need to grab something from the locker room."

Wen Ruan paused, instinctively glancing at his abs.

Already done? I haven't even started yet!

Tang Song's face twitched as he quickly left the room.

In the locker room, he opened the locker and took out the LV gift bag.

He hurried back to the gym area and handed the gift bag to Wen Ruan with a smile. "Sister Wen Ruan, thank you for guiding me these past few days. I've taken up a lot of your time, so I got you a small gift as a token of appreciation. I'm sure you won't refuse."

Wen Ruan casually took the gift bag, raising an eyebrow when she saw the logo. "Louis Vuitton?"

"Yes, it's a bag. I hope you like it."

Wen Ruan was taken aback, her heart racing.

As a normal woman, she naturally liked luxury bags and had previously saved up to buy one or two Gucci bags.

Licking her lips, she glanced at Tang Song before sitting on a gym bench, placing the gift box on her lap, and carefully opening it.

Tang Song explained, "This is the SPEEDY 35, a versatile bag that matches your height. It's highly practical and perfect for traveling, working out, or going to work. I thought it would suit you well."

Wen Ruan gently ran her fingers over the signature vachetta leather of the LV bag, her emotions complicated.

She was already familiar with this model and loved it, but the 14,000-yuan price tag had always been too steep for her to justify buying it.

This was the first time a man had given her such an expensive gift, and they hadn't even known each other for long.

She also felt the weight of Tang Song's generosity.

Having money was one thing, but being willing to spend it on a woman was something else entirely.

She carefully placed the bag back in the box, stood up, and looked at Tang Song's handsome face. Then, she suddenly stepped forward.

Tang Song felt a warm, soft sensation on his cheek—Wen Ruan had kissed him.

Taking a step back, Wen Ruan smiled, "Thank you for the gift, little brother. I love it. Here's a kiss as a reward."

Tang Song touched his left cheek, his heart skipping a beat.

...

Quanjing (Yan City) Law Firm.

More than a dozen lawyers and legal assistants were busy working.

It was an efficient, well-coordinated team, functioning like a precise machine.

Six attorney-client contracts were stamped with the firm's seal and carefully sealed. The collected evidence was sorted and organized.

At 1:40 PM, three sharply dressed senior lawyers boarded a business car, heading straight to Changyun Media.

In the office, Zhao Xingzhi made a call, confident and bright voice, "Director Luo, I've taken care of the tasks you assigned. Everything will be resolved today, no problem."