Zhang Miaoke was indignant. She had worked diligently at the company all these years. Even if she hadn't made any great contributions, she must have put in a lot of hard work.
And now, just because of a few words she said, Zhao Yunye has so inhumanely demoted her to an intern.
This is practically a deliberate attempt to make her a laughingstock!
This underhanded trick couldn't have been Zhao Yunye's idea, so it must have been Song Yuwei!
"Mr. Song, I've brought you some materials. These are all the business reports from the entertainment industry in recent years."
Song Yuwei's office door was open, and a young girl wearing glasses walked in timidly and knocked on the door.
Song Yuwei was looking at some information on her computer. Upon hearing this, she simply raised her eyes slightly and nodded, "Okay, put it on my desk."
The girl was short and struggled to carry a stack of documents, which were thicker than her forehead. She lost her footing and fell to the ground.
Plop—
The organized documents were all scattered on the ground, a complete mess.
Before Song Yuwei could even step forward to help, a figure suddenly flashed in – it was Zhang Miaoke!
"Hey? What kind of work are you doing? Who told you to throw all the documents on the floor?"
She scolded the little girl with great dissatisfaction.
"I...I'm sorry, I accidentally fell!"
The little girl adjusted her glasses and said somewhat timidly.
"Heh! You think you can get away with just saying you tripped and fell? You're clearly not putting your heart into this. Where is your heart?"
Zhang Miaoke continued to berate her relentlessly.
Song Yuwei wheeled her wheelchair to the girl, reached out her hand, and helped the girl up.
"Thank you, thank you, Mr. Song."
The girl was clearly frightened, so she was somewhat flustered.
"Mr. Song, she's only been with the company for a day or two. Newcomers like her are always clumsy and inexperienced. Why don't you let me help you?"
As Zhang Miaoke spoke, she squatted down and began organizing the documents.
"No, I think she's fine."
Song Yuwei glanced at the girl next to her, then took the documents handed to her by Zhang Miaoke.
"President Song, I know what I said earlier was indeed very harsh, but..."
Song Yuwei pretended not to hear, and turned her wheelchair around to face away from her.
"President Song, I have no ill intentions towards you. It's just that I have a naturally difficult personality, so I offended you. If you want me to start as an intern, I have no objection!"
Zhang Miaoke spoke urgently, seemingly wanting to express something.
Song Yuwei placed the documents on the desk and looked at the girl. "What's your name?"
“My name is… Shen Jin.”
"Shen Jin, from now on you are my assistant. Move your workstation to the separate workstation outside my office."
Song Yuwei said decisively.
The moment she finished speaking, Zhang Miaoke felt utterly hopeless.
She originally thought that Song Yuwei, a rash and impulsive young girl, should be pure of heart, and that she could easily make up with her by saying a few words and coaxing her.
She's eyeing the position of CEO's assistant; if she could get that job...
Then she's no ordinary intern; she has a bright future ahead of her.
Unfortunately, Song Yuwei seems to know what she's thinking and directly gave her what she wanted to someone else!
Moreover, she was a recent graduate with absolutely no work experience!
Could someone like her possibly understand anything?
"Mr. Song, thank you."
Shen Jin was a little happy, blinked her eyes, and smiled slightly.
"You're welcome. Working hard is the greatest reward for me."
"I will, Mr. Song."
Shen Jin smiled and walked out of the office to pack her things.
Now only Song Yuwei and Zhang Miaoke remained. Zhang Miaoke knew that Song Yuwei wouldn't listen to what she had to say, so after hesitating for a long time, she turned around and left.
After Zhang Miaoke left, Song Yuwei looked in the direction she left, picked up her phone and dialed a number.
Zhang Miaoke had just walked to her intern's workstation and hadn't even had a chance to catch her breath when her supervisor called her to organize the data.
In a new company, the documents are definitely not as organized as in an old company. They are a mess, piled up in the document room, looking like a mountain.
"Damn it!" Zhang Miaoke cursed loudly, her voice so loud it echoed through every corner.
"Song Yuwei! I swear I'll never forgive you! How dare you harm me like this!"
Zhang Miaoke cursed under her breath as she organized the documents.
They dared not slack off at all, because the supervisor said that if the work was not completed, they were not allowed to go home, and they had to work overtime to finish it.
But by the time she finished organizing the documents that evening, the amount of data was still enormous and she couldn't possibly finish it.
Just then, Song Yuwei finished her work and went home. She stopped by the archives room as she passed by.
Shen Jin followed behind her, stepping forward to push her.
But Song Yuwei raised her hand to signal her not to move.
"Wait a moment."
You can only hear clearly when you calm down.
"Song Yuwei, you bitch! You're just being pretentious! I only cursed you a few times, but wasn't every word I said the truth? You just do whatever you want because you have a rich father, right? What kind of ability do you have? You've committed so many evil deeds and harmed me, you deserve to die! And you deserve a terrible death!"
Upon hearing this, Shen Jin frowned and wanted to step forward to question him.
Song Yuwei seemed to have anticipated what she was going to do, and reached out to grab her wrist.
Neither of them said anything, and Zhang Miaoke didn't notice anything either.
Once inside the elevator and the doors closed, Shen Jin asked Song Yuwei indignantly, "President Song, she cursed you so much, why did you just let her go?"
Song Yuwei looked at her, "I clearly didn't hear anything, so how could you say I let go?"
Shen Jin was confused and didn't understand. She and Song Yuwei had clearly heard Zhang Miaoke's abusive words at the door of the data room!
Why is Song Yuwei saying no now? Could it be that everything just now was an illusion?
Seeing that she didn't understand, Song Yuwei said, "If your heart is easily disturbed and influenced by the outside world, then it is a glass ball that will shatter into pieces if you are not careful. But if your heart has the ability to shield itself from external interference, then your heart is naturally made of steel and will not break no matter how you are hit."
Shen Jin inexplicably felt a sense of admiration for Song Yuwei, because she knew that what Song Yuwei said must be the truth.
That's true. If she cared, Zhang Miaoke's words would be harsh and would definitely bother her. But if she didn't care, she could pretend nothing had happened and naturally eliminate all distracting thoughts.
"President Song! You're amazing!"
Shen Jin looked at her with admiration, her eyes brimming with joy!
She should learn from Song Yuwei from now on!
That way, you won't be so easily saddened!
"Hey, what's so great about that? It's just the simplest principle."
The elevator opened with a ding, and Shen Jin pushed Song Yuwei out.
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