Zheng Yao leaned against Fang Yu and cried, "Yesterday after get off work, she smeared me in front of so many people, and just now she insulted me in a sarcastic way, making everyone think that I really seduced her husband. How can I face people in the future? I might as well quit my job!"

Fang Yu calmly put his arm around Zheng Yao's waist, feeling incredibly happy.

What man could resist a beautiful woman who actively seeks his help when he is in trouble?

But he quickly said, "What nonsense are you talking about? If anyone should resign, it shouldn't be you. Whoever is throwing mud should be the one to resign!"

Zheng Yao gently shook her head, "But she's from the sales department, I'm just a receptionist..."

When faced with a choice regarding interests, a company will always prioritize what brings the greatest benefit to the enterprise.

As for her as the receptionist, we can just hire another one.

Fang Yu gently patted her back to comfort her, saying, "Alright, stop crying. You'll look ugly if you cry your face. I'm still your leader, so don't worry, I won't abandon you."

Upon hearing this, a glint of light flashed in Zheng Yao's eyes.

That's exactly what she wanted to hear!

The company recently landed a big order: a Western company is collaborating with the country's largest real estate developer to jointly develop a fairytale-themed castle amusement park in China. Songmai's company is responsible for translating all the documents and providing on-site interpretation during the collaboration between the two companies.

The task of completing this assignment was naturally assigned to the Spanish Department.

The company's general manager attached great importance to this order, personally assigning several people from the Spanish department to be in charge, and repeatedly instructing Fang Yu, the manager of the Spanish department, to coordinate the personnel work.

Among these people was Song Mai.

She has extensive work experience and excellent professional skills and translation abilities, so the general manager selected her as the first person to be chosen.

After the meeting in the morning, Song Mai had already translated the information and project cooperation plans of the two companies she was cooperating with.

She took the documents to Fang Yu's office and, as usual, explained the work progress.

However, his attitude was somewhat strange this time, even though he had always been very satisfied with her work.

He didn't even glance at the documents until she finished her report.

Song Mai stood in the office for a while, but finally couldn't wait any longer.

"Manager Fang, is there anything else that needs to be improved?"

Fang Yu glanced at her sideways: "How many years have you been with the company?"

Song Mai didn't know what he meant, but she still answered honestly, "Six years."

"Where did your six years of work experience go? You can't even give a proper work report? You don't know how to write a work briefing?"

Song Mai was taken aback. "You said before that this kind of report doesn't need to be written in a summary, and that it's enough to write it when reporting at the weekly meeting."

Fang Yu's expression grew increasingly grim:

"When did I say that! Are the company's rules and regulations made for nothing! If you, as a senior employee, lead the way in not following them, the new employees will only follow suit, and how can the company operate in an orderly manner in the future!"

Song Mai didn't know what she had done to offend him, or if he was in a bad mood, but she felt that something was wrong with Fang Yu.

She pursed her lips: "I'll write down my question now."

But Fang Yu remained relentless:

"What kind of attitude is this! Your superiors are pointing out your problems and giving you pointers, and you're acting so completely indifferent and dismissive. Do you not even realize you've done anything wrong? Can't you even do your job? If you can't, I'm going to tell the general manager to consider replacing you!"

The department manager's office was small, and it was separated from other people's work areas by glass, which made it completely soundproof.

His reprimand of Song Mai was so loud that the others didn't dare to breathe.

Song Mai met his gaze directly, her eyes expressionless.

"Excuse me, I need to go do a presentation now."

After saying that, she turned and left.

Fang Yu suddenly slammed his hand on the table and pointed to the documents on it:

"Aren't you going to take these things and leave them here while I explain and revise them to you? After the briefing is done, organize them all and bring them over for the presentation!"

As soon as Song Mai came out of the office, Lin Ran winked at her.

She shrugged helplessly and had no choice but to go back to her workstation and finish the presentation.

She revised the briefing three times before Fang Yu finally gave in during lunch break.

"If you can't even prepare a good briefing, what kind of project are you working on? If you can't even report to me properly, what will you be like in front of the client? If this continues, you'll ruin the company's image. Go on, this is the last time, but don't let it happen again."

As soon as Song Mai came out of the office, Lin Ran pulled her to the tea room.

"What did you do wrong to upset the manager so much?"

Song Mai had a bit of a headache. "I want to know too."

Lin Ran was also speechless:

"I really don't know what's wrong with him. You've always been the most meticulous person in our department. You've never made a mistake in all these years of work. You organize your materials so well, yet he still finds fault with you. And it's clearly because he thinks writing reports is too troublesome that he told us not to write reports except for formal departmental reports."

Song Mai poured herself a glass of water; she hadn't drunk a drop all morning.

She revised the presentation again and again, and suddenly felt like she was back in her internship year after graduation.

She was busy until noon, and all she felt was a dry mouth and throat.

"Maybe he was criticized, or maybe there's some other reason why he's in a bad mood."

After working for so many years, she has figured out her boss's habits.

There must be a reason for a leader's sudden change in attitude, but it's hard to guess exactly what that reason is.

It could be that he was in a bad mood and took it out on his subordinates, or he might have overheard gossip from others, or he might simply dislike her.

But she was too lazy to guess.

Anyway, it shouldn't be that I dislike her. If I were going to dislike her all these years, I would have done so long ago. Why wait until now?

"This is truly insane. No leader is mentally sound. I used to think our situation was an exception, but it seems we aren't."

Seeing Lin Ran standing up for her, Song Mai smiled:

"It's okay, I'll be more careful from now on. As long as my work is flawless, he can't keep finding fault with me."

Lin Ran patted her on the shoulder, "It's a good thing you have a good attitude and a good temper. If it were me, I would have argued with him long ago. Your temperament is simply that of a chosen working person."

Song Mai didn't say anything.

No one is born to be a chosen worker; everyone just endures hardship and humiliation to make a living.

She's gotten used to it over the years. When she first graduated, she thought it was something she had to endure, but now bearing it seems to have become an instinct.

"Oh, so that's why you two have been here for so long. Turns out you've been secretly talking bad about the manager."

Zheng Yao appeared behind the two of them at some point, her eyes filled with resentment as she looked at Song Mai.

Lin Ran glared at her unhappily.

"Don't you have any manners? Eavesdropping on other people's conversations behind their backs, aren't you afraid of going deaf?"

Zheng Yao sneered, "Why would I need to eavesdrop? You're shouting so loudly you're practically yelling at the manager. Are you afraid the manager will find you too pleasing to the eye?"