Song Mingyi looked over and saw Liu Tiantian coming with a few small designers.
The person I was mocking just now was a designer who had just joined the job.
Han Bing became angry all of a sudden: "What did you say?"
The designer looked innocent: "Did I make a mistake? No, on the designer's resume, Designer Song's column stated that he had been in prison for five years and had zero work experience. Such a resume would not only help him get into the Lu family, but also I really admire him for being the chief designer."
Every word in this long series of words is full of ridicule.
Just as Han Bing was about to say something else, Song Mingyi stopped him: "There's no need to engage in this kind of verbal dispute."
At this moment, a figure rushed over and slapped Song Mingyi's face with a sound of wind.
Song Mingyi grabbed the visitor's wrist and turned her head to see the disheveled Zheng Wanru.
She was a little surprised: "Manager Zheng, what are you doing? It's not a good habit to attack your subordinates casually."
Zheng Wanru gritted her teeth: "Song Mingyi, you are so brave, you dare to imprison me..."
Zheng Wanru stopped mid-sentence.
Song Mingyi looked at Zheng Wanru with raised eyebrows and asked, "What will I do to you?"
Zheng Wanru didn't dare to say.
She didn't like Song Mingyi and wanted to punish her, which was natural.
As a boss, there is no reason not to discipline your subordinates.
However, sending her subordinates to the warehouse to work hard all day and locking them in the warehouse at night is considered workplace bullying. Being labeled with this label is not good for her.
Especially last night, she was the one who ended up being locked up in the warehouse all night.
If she said this, her credibility in the design department would be greatly compromised.
"Song Mingyi, don't be complacent. Things have gotten to this point. Now that your backer has arrived, you will be finished."
Song Mingyi was a little strange: "Backer? Who is my backer? You don't mean Mr. Lu, right?"
Zheng Wanru's brows furrowed. She didn't expect Song Mingyi to tell Lu Shenxing so easily.
Song Mingyi also said: "Manager Zheng, now that I, a designer in the design department, can beat, accuse, and intimidate me casually, am I convinced that the Lu family is leaderless and that no matter what you do, you will have the final say? If so, I will only I can say that I am very disappointed. I originally thought that Manager Zheng would be loyal to Mr. Lu until death. I didn’t expect that something happened to Mr. Lu and you would change your mind. "
Song Mingyi sighed: "Fortunately, Mr. Lu's eyes were not deceived."
"What nonsense are you talking about? When did I change my mind! The only person in my heart is Brother Shenxing!"
"Manager Zheng, there is no need to be angry, and there is no need to pay too much attention to Song Mingyi's words. This woman has always been able to talk nonsense and confuse people's minds."
The person who spoke was none other than Lu Jingfan.
Lu Jingfan came limping, his head was still wrapped with gauze, and he looked miserable. When he looked at Song Mingyi, his eyes were as sharp as sharp knives.
After being reminded like this by Lu Jingfan, Zheng Wanru calmed down and said with a sneer: "Designer Song, I'm really worried. The chairman has already issued an order not to discuss Mr. Lu's affairs, but you still dare to open your mouth. This is blatant disrespect." Do you take the board of directors seriously?"
I have to say that Zheng Wanru’s words are very clever.
Know how to use the chairman to suppress her.
Unfortunately, I don’t have much brains.
Song Mingyi said calmly: "Then why don't you ask Manager Zheng to go to the board of directors with me and let the directors comment."
Of course Zheng Wanru didn't dare.
What she did yesterday was not considered secretive. If it were found out, her side would be more responsible. She would be the only unlucky person in the end.
Zheng Wanru said with a cold face: "Song Mingyi, do you think that you are capable because you can draw two design drawings, and that everyone respects you? You are talking nonsense!"
After Zheng Wanru finished speaking, she glanced around and scolded: "What are you doing here? Why don't you leave quickly? Everyone doesn't want to work anymore?"
The onlookers dispersed immediately.
Zheng Wanru glared at Song Mingyi and left.
After entering the office, Zheng Wanru couldn't help but got angry and smashed all the furnishings inside.
Lu Jingfan stood aside and said nonchalantly: "She is indeed a beauty, and the delivery is so beautiful."
Zheng Wanru frowned and asked: "Lu Jingfan, tell me the exact time. When can I deal with Song Mingyi!"
Lu Jingfan said: "Don't be anxious. Song Mingyi is like a grasshopper after autumn. She won't be able to jump around for a few days. When the time comes, you can do whatever you want to do to relieve your anger. You have to make Beauty Zheng happy."
Zheng Wanru: "Then hurry up, I can't bear it all day!"
Lu Jingfan saluted: "I obey."
In the tea room.
On the way to work, Song Mingyi went to the tea room to pour water, and then the door was closed.
Song Mingyi turned around and saw Lu Jingfan walking in. She looked away and ignored him.
Lu Jingfan couldn't stand being treated like air. Sitting on the chair, shaking his legs, he said: "Song Mingyi, have you seen it? If no one in the Lu family protects you, just anyone can mock you and bully you with some power. Don't tell me, this is The life you want."
"Yes." Song Mingyi said this word very firmly.
Lu Jingfan was choked and soon laughed again. He shook his bandaged head and said firmly: "Sister-in-law, is it interesting for you to be so angry? Let me tell you, this woman should know the current affairs. There’s nothing wrong with choosing a high branch to cling to when you have a choice.”
As he spoke, Lu Jingfan couldn't help but stretched out his hand and touched Song Mingyi's waist.
As the saying goes, a slender waist is not too tight to hold in one hand, and this is what Song Mingyi is talking about.
Lu Jingfan has been coveting it for who knows how long.
He always thought about how exciting it would be to have such a good waist in bed.
Song Mingyi slapped Lu Jingfan's dirty hand away and said coldly: "It seems that the beating was too light before. Do you want me to ask you to reminisce?"
Lu Jingfan's face froze, and then he said angrily: "Song Mingyi, just be proud of yourself, one day I will make you kneel at my feet and sing Conquer! For your own good, I think you can learn in advance!"
"Thank you. I think you are the one who needs to learn." Song Mingyi's reminder was sincere.
It's a pity that Lu Jingfan's ears were full of provocation, and his face changed with anger.
"Okay, Song Mingyi, just wait for me." After saying these words, Lu Jingfan closed the door and limped away.
Song Mingyi looked back, but her brows never relaxed.
Life after being released from prison is wonderful, but it is also very annoying to have such a fly buzzing in your ears.
Song Mingyi made up her mind, took out her spare mobile phone, edited a message and sent it to Yan Zheng.
…
When Song Mingyi arrived at the nursing home, Yan Zheng immediately came up to him and said, "Doctor, the medicinal materials and cauldron you want are ready. What should I do next?"
"Put Lu Shenxing in, turn on the fire, and cook him."
