"Hot-tempered and full of pride, everyone just goes along with her. Now look what's happened."
"Take a look at what Mingrui designed, how can this be presentable? Why did no one stop her?"
Sister Zhang was in a bad mood, criticizing whoever wasn't diligent enough during the meeting.
Leh Ying's pay was deducted, as she was responsible for the Exhibition Art District: "Rewards and punishments must be clear."
Leh Ying didn't care much, "Go ahead and deduct it. I didn't plan to do it for her originally, but I didn't flip the table on her either. Luckily, a friend gave me some advice, and I saw the light."
Sister Zhang didn't inquire about her personal affairs but looked up, "Going home for the weekend?"
"Yes," Leh Ying picked up her pay slip, glanced at it, "The eight o'clock flight."
She was born in the southern city of Lin Hai.
From Forty-Nine City, a three-hour flight landed in East Market.
She then took a taxi to the suburban area.
