Resigned and returned to the village
Zhang Hai frowned and looked at Zhong Ling.
"Zhong Ling, what's going on?"
His tone was relatively calm, yet carried the scrutiny of a superior.
Zhong Ling met his gaze, neither humble nor arrogant.
"Mr. Zhang, everything I said just now is true."
"Team Leader Lin Wei has not only been stealing my work for a long time, but has also maliciously spread rumors to slander me."
"I can submit relevant evidence at any time."
Her voice was calm, firm, and clear, forming a sharp contrast with the panicked Lin Wei beside her.
Zhang Hai has been in the workplace for many years and has some ability to read people's expressions.
Looking at Lin Wei's guilty expression and then at Zhong Ling's frank eyes, he already believed it about 70% of the time.
What's more, if this matter gets out of hand, it will be bad for the department's reputation.
Zhang Hai's face darkened and he looked at Lin Wei.
"Lin Wei, come with me to the office."
Lin Wei's face completely lost its color.
She knew she was finished.
She glared at Zhong Ling with resentment, as if she wanted to eat her alive.
Zhong Ling looked back nonchalantly, her eyes indifferent.
In the face of absolute strength, this level of resentment is meaningless.
Zhang Hai took the distraught Lin Wei into the office and the door was closed.
Silence returned to the office, but the atmosphere became even more eerie.
Everyone looked at Zhong Ling secretly, their eyes full of curiosity and excitement.
This intern who was usually bullied by others actually staged such a wonderful counterattack today!
Not long after, Lin Wei came out of the director's office with a sad face, holding her things, and left the company in shame under the complicated gazes of everyone.
Obviously, he was fired.
There was a slight commotion in the office, and then it became quiet again.
Zhong Ling returned to her workstation, ignored the gazes around her, and began to pack up her things slowly.
The original owner didn't have much stuff, just a laptop, a water cup, and some miscellaneous items.
At this time, Zhang Hai walked out of the office with a smile on his face.
"Zhong Ling, Lin Wei's matter was due to negligence in the company's management. I'm sorry for putting you in such a difficult position."
He paused, his tone soothing.
"You are a capable person. Work hard and the department will not treat you unfairly. Regarding the project that Lin Wei was in charge of before, how about you..."
Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Zhong Ling.
"Mr. Zhang, thank you."
Zhong Ling put the last bit of stuff into the cardboard box, raised her head, and there was no expression on her face.
"But that's not necessary."
She took a printed letter out of the carton and placed it on the table.
"This is my resignation letter."
The smile on Zhang Hai's face froze.
The colleagues around him were once again stunned. Resigning? What kind of operation was this?
"Resign?"
Zhang Hai found it a little unbelievable.
"Why? Is it because of Lin Wei? She's been fired!"
He was a little anxious. The ability and aura that Zhong Ling showed today made him feel that she was a promising talent.
"It has nothing to do with her."
Zhong Ling stood up holding the cardboard box.
"I just feel that this place is not suitable for me."
Her eyes swept across the depressing cubicle and finally stopped outside the window.
The sky outside is blue and the clouds are white.
"I came here to work, not to fight in the palace."
She left a message that puzzled everyone, then walked towards the elevator with the cardboard box in her arms without looking back.
Only the colleagues in the office were left looking at each other in confusion, and Zhang Hai with a grim expression.
The elevator door slowly closed, isolating everything behind it.
Zhong Ling looked at the strange yet familiar figure reflected on the smooth elevator door wall, and the corners of her mouth curled up slightly.
Step one, clean up the trash, done.
Next, it’s time to find a place to “vacation”.
As I walked out of the revolving door of the office building, the scorching afternoon air hit me in the face.
She casually threw the cardboard box containing the original owner's miscellaneous belongings into the trash can on the side of the road and found a bench in the street park to sit on.
She took out a bottle of spiritual spring water from the mustard seed space, unscrewed it, and drank it slowly.
Just as she was thinking about where to find a beautiful place to stay, her cell phone rang.
An unfamiliar number appeared on the screen. Zhong Ling frowned slightly and wanted to hang up.
But when his fingertips slid across the screen, he paused for some unknown reason, and finally pressed the answer button.
Perhaps it was some faint obsession left in the original owner's body that was affecting her.
"Hello, is this Ms. Zhong Ling?"
A middle-aged man with a heavy accent and a slightly reserved voice came from the other end of the phone.
"I am."
There was no emotion in Zhong Ling's voice.
"Hi, hello, I'm from the Yunxi Village Committee. My name is Wang Jianguo."
The other party seemed relieved and his tone became warmer.
"Well, your grandmother... Old Mrs. Li Xiulan... passed away last night."
The man's voice lowered, with a hint of regret.
grandmother?
Zhong Ling's consciousness quickly searched the original owner's memory.
A blurry, hunched figure flashed through my mind.
Those were the original owner's only relatives in this world.
My memories are very vague, mostly about when I was young and was briefly fostered in the countryside by my parents.
An old wooden house, the smell of smoke from the stove, and a pair of wrinkled but warm hands.
But as the original owner grew up and went to the city to study and work, he rarely contacted his grandmother.
Especially after the original owner fell into trouble, he was unable to take care of himself and almost lost contact.
Zhong Ling could sense the guilt the original owner felt towards his grandmother deep in his memory.
"Yeah, I understand."
Her tone was so calm and almost indifferent that Wang Jianguo on the other end of the phone was stunned for a moment.
"Um...Ms. Zhong, the old lady passed away peacefully."
Wang Jianguo paused and continued.
"She had no relatives left, so she left behind the old house in the village and an acre of land behind it."
"According to policy and what she meant before, these...are all reserved for you."
Old house? Land?
Zhong Ling's fingertips tapped the phone case unconsciously.
She remembered that Yunxi Village was a small village with beautiful mountains and rivers, located in Qionghai City.
This just solved her current problem. She now had a house and land and could live a leisurely life.
Zhong Ling became interested, and this "legacy" appeared at the right time.
"Okay." Zhong Ling responded.
"I'll go over and take care of the aftermath as soon as possible."
"Hey, good!"
Wang Jianguo felt relieved.
"So when can you expect to arrive? So that the village can prepare."
"tomorrow."
After hanging up the phone, Zhong Ling turned on her mobile phone and started booking a high-speed rail ticket to Qionghai City.
Then I transferred the rent money to the landlord.
The landlord was knocking on the door when he suddenly heard the sound of a payment on his mobile phone and stopped knocking.
He turned on his phone and received another message from Zhong Ling: The house is not rented next month, and the key is under the carpet at the door.
The landlord was so angry that he couldn't see Zhong Ling, so he replied to her: "I haven't inspected the house yet."
There was nothing wrong with the house, and he could tell if there was a problem.
Zhong Ling was too lazy to argue with him. She had already put everything she needed into the space before leaving in the morning.
Zhong Ling blocked the landlord and found a hotel to rest.
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