"Mr. Wu's big order!" Yi An nodded and repeated.

He Ziming's face turned pale. He finally understood why Yi An had brought him here.

"Who's in charge of Mr. Wu's order?"

Suddenly, Yi An slammed her hand on the table, startling the person who had just entered. The person stood there, frozen in place.

He Ziming pursed his lips and slowly began, "Chairman, it's me..."

Before he could finish speaking, Yi An stopped him: "President He, you don't need to plead for these useless people."

Yi An glanced around coldly, "You even managed to lose this kind of order? I'm starting to suspect you might be spies sent by another company!"

Everyone's hearts skipped a beat, and their gazes turned to He Zimo in unison.

He Ziming wasn't very comfortable sitting there either.

“Everyone should go back and write a report and hand it in tomorrow. I will make it public at tomorrow’s board meeting and give all the directors an explanation.”

Everyone present was stunned. What did this have to do with them? It was He Ziming who lost the order!

But they dared not say anything, and could only silently agree, leaving one by one with furrowed brows.

Everyone had left, and Yi An turned to leave as well, but He Zi Mo called her back.

"Chairman Yi, this matter is somewhat related to both of us."

Yi An turned around with a smile and comforted him: "You don't need to take the blame for them. I know who should be punished."

He gave He Ziming a mysterious smile, then turned and left.

He Zimo stood still, his hands clenched into fists.

How could he not understand Yi'an's intentions?

Everyone in the company knows that Mr. Wu's deal was ruined because of him. Tomorrow, the entire company will be making a self-criticism at the board meeting, but he will be completely unscathed and will inevitably be reprimanded by the board.

He Zimo thought about Yi'an's words again, and realized that she was clearly making veiled criticisms.

He gritted his teeth and walked out with a grim expression.

As Che Yue came out of the design department, she happened to see He Ziming and immediately greeted him excitedly.

"Zi Mo!"

When He Ziming saw her, he was stunned, and his face immediately turned even more unpleasant.

What brings you here?

Che Yue shyly grabbed his hand and said coquettishly, "I haven't seen you in a long time, so I wanted to see how you're doing."

She stroked his face tenderly, "Why have you lost weight?"

If it were before, He Ziming might have felt a little warmth in his heart.

But he was in a fit of rage, and seeing that everyone around him was watching his movements, he raised his hand and slapped Che Yue's hand away without any hesitation.

"Go home right now!"

Che Yue looked at her hand that had been knocked off, completely bewildered, before realizing that it must be because of that bitch Su Yan!

She suddenly became angry, "I'm not going back, I'm going to stay here with you."

She clung tightly to He Ziming's arm, refusing to let go even if it meant death.

Zhao Bo, who had forgotten his things and returned, watched this scene with a meaningful look.

He coughed once, "Mr. He and his wife are truly deeply in love. I wonder when they will get married. Please invite me to join them and share in their joy."

Che Yue was taken aback, then immediately blushed. She glanced shyly at He Ziming and whispered, "That depends on whether Ziming has time."

He Ziming's face had turned extremely gloomy. He pulled Che Yue out and shoved her into the elevator without saying a word.

"Go back now. You are not allowed to come to the company again without my permission."

Che Yue stared in astonishment at his angry face, wanting to say something, but the elevator doors closed quickly.

She stomped her foot angrily, "Su Yan, you bitch, you're really persistent!"

Since Che Yue left, He Man has become extremely high-profile, talking loudly about the matter in her office, as if afraid that people downstairs wouldn't hear her.

As soon as Su Yan returned to the design department, she heard her yelling about mistresses and such.

She gave He Man a deep look, offered no explanation, and turned to sit down in her seat.

Seeing that she was ignoring him, He Man not only did not restrain himself, but became even more arrogant.

"Some people really have the nerve to do such shameless things and still sit there."

Xiao Liu chimed in sarcastically, "Sister He, they've done all those filthy things, what's there to be upset about! There are all sorts of birds in this big forest."

He Man looked terrified. "Oh my, something like this is something that people like us, with clean and honest families, would never even dare to dream of! I always thought everyone was clean and honest, and that we only dared to do that on TV. I never expected it to be broadcast live today."

She almost burst out laughing when she said the last sentence, her face full of schadenfreude.

The others in the office were starting to get impatient.

"Sister He, aren't you going a bit too far with what you're saying?"

He Man jumped up like a shrew, almost ready to start cursing.

"Where did I go too far? She can do it so shamelessly, but I'm not allowed to say anything?"

She crossed her arms and glanced at the person who spoke. "Besides, does Mrs. He know what you're saying?"

One sentence was enough to render the man speechless.

Su Yan finally spoke up: "There's no need to argue with unreasonable people for my sake. Reason and justice will prevail."

He Man sneered, "Fairness? Do you think being a mistress is fair? I don't know what kind of twisted values ​​those people have."

Su Yan gave her a deep look, then got up and left.

Watching her departing figure, He Man assumed she was afraid and became even more smug.

"You think you're right? Don't go! As expected, this mistress is someone everyone hates and can't stand the light of day."

As Su Yan was leaving the design department, she stopped, turned to look at her, and casually remarked, "Sister He is so angry and empathetic; she must be an experienced person."

He Man seemed to have her secret exposed; her eyes immediately became evasive, and there was a faint sound of snickering in her ear.

She immediately bristled like a chicken with its feathers standing on end, "What are you laughing at? You laugh at poverty but not prostitution, and you're actually smug about it?"

As Su Yan listened to her cursing, she slowly picked up her phone. On the screen was a message she had sent to He Ziming five minutes earlier.

Come find me in the design department, I have something very important to tell you.

She smiled and hummed a little tune as she went to the break room.

With no one left to scold, He Man became even more arrogant, taking advantage of Yi An and the director's absence to engage in a coordinated attack with Xiao Liu.

Xiao Liu: "That woman, Su Yan, just by looking at her, you can tell she's not from a respectable family. She's just a womanizer! I wonder which unlucky man will be left holding the bag."

He Man sneered, "She's just a pretty face, yet she really thinks she's so capable, daring to challenge the main wife. I don't know if President He is blind; he clearly has Mingzhu, yet he still insists on having a woman like this."

Xiao Liu covered her mouth and chuckled, "Sister He, isn't that how all rich people are?"

She had barely finished speaking when the door to the design department was kicked open.