When I got home that night, I saw Gwendolyn had sent several friend requests, repeatedly asking why I wasn't accepting. I didn't reply to any of them.

After a good night's sleep, on my way to work the next day, Gwendolyn blocked my path with dark circles under her eyes:

"Felix! Do you really not care if I live or die? I truly have no other options!"

I walked around her in exasperation:

"Don't you have that overseas-educated talent? Let him figure it out."

Gwendolyn had a "I knew you were still angry" look on her face. She smiled and promised:

"I know you're still mad at him. I've already fired him. The director position will always be yours from now on."

People laugh when they're speechless to the extreme.

I was a director at a big company, valued by the CEO, with a high salary. Why would I go be a workhorse at her nearly bankrupt company?

I shook my head and was about to leave when suddenly someone across the street screamed. A crowd gathered.

Rowan was standing on the roof of the building opposite, calling Gwendolyn:

"Gwendolyn, I was too arrogant, too useless."

"I failed your trust and caused the company to face bankruptcy!"

"How is firing me enough? I can't repay you, so I can only repay with my life!"

Hearing this, Gwendolyn cried anxiously:

"Rowan, calm down. I only fired you temporarily. When the company gets better, you can come back, okay?"

Rowan's tone was resolute: "I don't want to drag you down..."

Gwendolyn's face turned pale with anxiety. She gritted her teeth:

"Rowan, come down. The director position is still yours..."

I didn't stay to watch the drama. I had left as soon as Gwendolyn answered the phone, so I didn't know what else they said.

This incident alarmed the firefighters, and everyone in the vicinity found out about it.

Even colleagues at my company were discussing it:

"You know that guy who tried to jump?"

"He was just threatening the company. He didn't actually dare to jump."

"He wet himself when the firefighters pulled him back."

A group of people laughed and mocked as they busied themselves with work. The morning passed quickly.

I went downstairs for lunch with my colleagues. Gwendolyn ran over with freshly bought coffee:

"I'm sorry about earlier, Felix. It was a special situation."

"But don't worry. I promised him the director position, but I didn't say which department."

She winked at me playfully:

"I opened a brand new department and gave him an empty title to play with."

"The technical director position belongs only to you."

I treated her like air, pulling my colleague past her:

"Let's go get some chicken stew."