Upon seeing the old witch arrive, Jiang Yimei's colleagues dispersed and returned to their places, not daring to show the slightest disrespect.

Jiang Yimei was already used to this situation, so she didn't take it to heart and continued to bury herself in writing her resignation letter.

The old witch smugly adjusted her black-rimmed glasses, swaying arrogantly with what she considered an unparalleled, enigmatic figure as she walked over.

Before reaching Jiang Yimei's cubicle, she coughed and asked in an icy tone, "Jiang Yimei, your performance last week was as bad as ever. Do you not want to work here anymore?"

To her surprise, Jiang Yimei wasn't as terrified as usual this time: "That's right, I really don't want to do it anymore!"

Upon hearing this, she immediately flew into a rage and roared at Jiang Yimei, "Then get out of here right now!"

Jiang Yimei's eyes remained calm as she unhurriedly replied, "Don't worry, I'm writing my resignation letter right now."

The old witch couldn't believe that Jiang Yimei, who always considered work the most important thing, would willingly resign. So she lowered her haughty gaze and stared at the papers on Jiang Yimei's desk.

Upon seeing the three bold words "Resignation Letter" written on it, she couldn't help but give a thumbs up and sincerely exclaimed, "You have backbone! I admire you!"

She had wanted to get rid of Jiang Yimei for a long time. After all, this woman had been stealing her thunder in the company, making her unattractive. In addition, her recent negative attitude and poor performance had dragged down her career development, making her increasingly disgusted with her.

Now that Jiang Yimei has self-awareness, she is relieved.

With a cheerful mood, she continued to sway her proud figure as she walked towards her office.

Jiang Yimei had also had enough of this vain, ostentatious old witch.

Why do I say that? This old witch always gives her extra work and tasks, making her dizzy and unable to take care of her own business.

Half of the reason her performance was poor was due to this old witch.

Now that the two people who can't stand each other can go their separate ways, it's a great relief for both of them.

After hastily finishing her resignation letter, Jiang Yimei left her seat, walked with her head held high to the door of Lin Congzhi's office, and politely knocked on the door.

"Tap tap!"

Her resignation letter needed her supervisor's approval to be approved; and her supervisor was Lin Congzhi, so she had no choice but to go to Lin Congzhi.

The man inside, dressed in a white shirt, with an upright posture and strikingly handsome features, already knew who was outside the door. Without any resistance, he coldly said, "Come in!"

Jiang Yimei was equally unceremonious, and immediately walked in with a smug air.

She put her resignation letter on the table, crossed her arms, raised her head arrogantly, and looked down on everyone.

The aloof man in the office chair glanced to the right at the resignation letter on the desk, then ignored it.

Seeing that Lin Congzhi remained silent for a long time, Jiang Yimei became somewhat impatient. She immediately lowered her eyes and asked arrogantly, "Why haven't you signed yet?"

Lin Congzhi, though displeased, replied with a touch of graciousness, "Is that how you talk to your superior?"

This is Lin Congzhi's way of speaking—always so slow, deliberate, and polite.

Jiang Yimei was already used to it and knew how to deal with it, so she replied bluntly, "I've resigned now, so you're no longer my boss."

Lin Congzhi retorted confidently: "As long as you don't sign this document, I am your superior."

"You..." Jiang Yimei's hands hung down at her sides, her whole posture leaning forward, looking like she was about to get violent from anger.