Fang Ling's expression stiffened for a moment, but she quickly recovered, "Why does Teacher Song still speak so rudely?"
Song Shang scoffed lightly and pointed crisply to the door, "Get out!"
A look of disbelief flashed across Fang Ling's delicate face. "Aren't you going to listen to me..."
"I won't listen!" Song Shang's face darkened. "Get out!"
Fang Ling opened her lips, wanting to say something, but swallowed her words after meeting his sharp gaze. "Ha! Teacher Song can sit still."
After saying that, she picked up her bag, raised her head, and turned away disdainfully.
"You'll regret this!" Fang Ling said before leaving, slamming the door shut without any politeness.
Song Shang rolled his eyes and muttered, "You're sick!"
*
Time flies, and Zhu Hao and Pu Zhao's one-month internship is almost over.
The list of those who will remain will be announced this Friday afternoon.
Friday morning.
Pu Zhao was clearly anxious, constantly switching between colored pencils, but his design drawings showed no progress whatsoever.
Zhu Hao glanced at her sideways, his lips pressed tightly together. He opened his mouth, picked up a pen as if to write some words of encouragement, but then dismissed the idea.
Pu Zhao's attitude towards her was always subtle, a mixture of hostility and care.
She thought that the competition for this position might be the reason why Pu Zhao had such complicated feelings towards her.
Even in such a tense moment, she still didn't want to disturb Pu Zhao.
Zhuo Hao lowered her eyes and quietly organized the materials Zhuo Shishan had given her that morning before getting up and going to the bathroom.
As soon as she entered the bathroom, she suddenly felt a chill down her back, as if someone was watching her intently.
Zhu Hao paused in his steps, then turned and ran cautiously.
We still ran into each other.
Fang Ming stood at the bathroom door, staring at her menacingly.
Zhu Hao bit her lip, secretly touching her phone, wanting to send a text message.
A flash of white light appeared before my eyes.
Bang!
My wrist suddenly hurt, and I dropped my phone.
Fang Ming stood less than a meter away from her, exuding a strong sense of pressure.
"Why does my sister act like she's seen a monster when she sees her older brother?" Fang Ming lowered his voice, his face expressionless.
But Zhu Hao clearly saw disgust in his eyes.
Zhu Hao pursed her lips, took two steps back, and her round eyes searched for an escape route.
She didn't believe Fang Ming was here to see her for any good reason.
Judging from his aggressive demeanor, it looked like he was going to tear her apart.
"It's Mom's birthday today, didn't you know?" Fang Ming caught a glimpse of someone approaching out of the corner of his eye and took two steps back, feigning gentlemanly manners. "It's Mom's birthday party tonight, I'll go after get off work."
He handed over an invitation card, saying, "Remember to bring President Tang along too."
Zhu Hao looked puzzled, stared down at the invitation card inlaid with gold thread, and shook his head.
Fang Ming's eyes darkened, and he roughly shoved the card into her arms. "Remember to come at seven o'clock tonight!"
After saying that, Fang Ming stared at Zhu Hao meaningfully for a while, then abruptly said, "If you come tonight, I will forgive you for what you did to Xiao Ling before."
Zhu Hao frowned slightly, watching Fang Ming's receding figure, picked up the invitation card in her arms, and glanced at it.
"What's this?" Pu Zhao, who had arrived at some point, peeked out from behind Zhu Hao with a curious look on his face. "An invitation card? It looks expensive."
Zhu Hao's eyes trembled slightly. He snapped the invitation card shut, bent down to pick up his phone, and said, "It's an advertisement, not an invitation card."
She casually tossed the invitation card into the bathroom trash can and went to wash her hands.
He recalled what Fang Ming had said to Li before he left.
Forgive her for what she did to Fang Ling?
What's up?
She did nothing for Fang Ling; Fang Ling came to her on her own.
She couldn't be more eager to get as far away from the Fang family as possible.
"Hey!" Pu Zhao stood beside her. "Aren't you nervous?"
"Wishing you well" is a phrase used to express confusion, as the speaker tilts their head slightly.
"It's the internship results this afternoon." Pu Zhao took out two sheets of paper and handed one to Zhu Hao. "Originally, Teacher Zhuo said that Teacher Song's project would be our main assessment project, but now Teacher Song's project is still in litigation because of the contract termination issue. There are no other main assessment projects after that. But a month has already passed. Aren't you nervous?"
Zhu Hao took the paper she handed him and wiped his hands. "Being nervous won't help. Teacher Zhuo has been recording our performance for the past month. Wasn't the result already decided? It was decided within this month, not this afternoon."
Best wishes, put your phone away and leave the bathroom.
Pu Zhao stood frozen in place, muttering to himself, "Is it already confirmed?"
She looked up and saw her slightly haggard reflection in the mirror.
Compared to a month ago, her dark circles were much more pronounced, but she still wore exquisite makeup to conceal her exhaustion.
Her eyes trembled slightly, and her anxiety inexplicably lessened.
Yes, their performance over the past month has already determined the outcome.
She doesn't need to be anxious.
The image of Zhu Hao's chubby, makeup-free face flashed through my mind, and I chuckled softly.
He casually tossed the paper in his hand into the trash can, glancing at the invitation card he had just thrown away.
It seems to say "Nanyang Hotel" on it.
Pu Zhao withdrew his gaze, pushed open the bathroom door, and left, muttering to himself, "An advertisement? An advertisement for the Nanyang Hotel? Isn't that the most upscale hotel in Beicheng? Does it need to advertise?"
In the afternoon, just before leaving get off work.
Zhuo Shishan walked out of the office carrying a folder.
The sound of high heels immediately caught Pu Zhao's attention. She quickly looked up, nervously licked her lips, and stood up abruptly. "Teacher Zhuo? Have the internship results come out?"
Zhuo Shishan slightly lifted her eyelids and glanced at her. "Yes, I'm out."
Pu Zhao bit her lower lip, her fingertips unconsciously twisting the hem of her clothes.
Zhuo Shishan noticed that Zhuo Shishan had come out, so he quickly got up, stood obediently, and waited for the result.
"The result is..." Zhuo Shishan said with a serious expression, deliberately glancing at the two people in front of her, dragging out the last syllable as if trying to whet their appetite.
The other people in the office also quieted down without realizing it, focusing their attention on Zhuo Shishan.
“Pu Zhao…” Zhuo Shishan’s lips moved slightly, “Stay.”
Pu Zhao was on tenterhooks, but breathed a sigh of relief after hearing those words.
But the next moment, his brow furrowed again as he looked worriedly at Zhu Hao, who appeared somewhat dejected.
"Best wishes..." Zhuo Shishan suddenly spoke, "Stay as well."
Zhu Hao's eyes lit up as he stared at Zhuo Shishan in disbelief, tilting his head with a questioning look.
Pu Zhao was stunned for a moment, then a slight smile appeared on his lips, and he felt a sense of security as if he were wrapped in a thick quilt.
The office's tranquility was broken by soft cheers.
Zhuo Shishan's lips curled up slightly. "You two each have your own strengths. Pu Zhao is very hardworking and basically works the longest overtime in the design department. His workload also far exceeds the normal workload. Zhu Hao is very talented in design. Currently, the design department does not have such talent. So I was very conflicted about which one to keep. In the end, I decided to apply to the higher-ups to keep both of you."
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