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Su Xingyu was shocked and went to the magazine office to find the HR director: "Did I do sothing wrong?"
The HR director sighed slightly: "There are personnel changes in the office, and there are layoffs. You and Ling Weilong are on the list."
Su Xingyu was incredulous: "Ling Weilong is also being laid off? Isn’t he the best photographer in the office?"
Looking at the girl’s clear eyes in front of him, a strong sense of guilt suddenly rose in the HR director’s heart. After a mont of silence, he finally couldn’t bear it and said, "Xingyu, actually, you offended soone. The Qin Corporation gave the office a huge advertising fee, and the only condition was to fire you and Ling Weilong."
Su Xingyu gasped.
She had been on guard against everything but didn’t expect Qin Mu to use such a tactic!
This was too despicable!
Her expression beca ugly in an instant: "This is unfair!"
The HR director sighed again: "I know it’s unfair, but Xingyu, this is the workplace. Why did you have to be so conspicuous in that cover story last ti? What good can co from offending Mr. Qin’s girlfriend? You just graduated from school, and there are many unspoken rules in society you don’t understand. Rember, learn your lesson, okay?"
Su Xingyu was silent; the HR director’s words left her without retort.
She walked out of the magazine office sowhat distractedly, the early sumr sunlight dappled and dazzling.
Was she really unemployed just like that? She was unwilling. Her creativity was clearly so good, and Ling Weilong executed it perfectly. People like them, who work so hard, shouldn’t be crushed by those incompetents. She pulled out her phone and called Ling Weilong: "What do you plan to do? Go to the magazine office and make a fuss, or go sowhere else? I can continue to follow you."
Ling Weilong snorted: "Co on, what’s the use of making a fuss in this situation? If this place doesn’t want , there’s another place that will. I’m sure I’ll find a better job." He paused and then advised Su Xingyu, "Don’t wait for , I’m planning to take a break for a while. Go find a job yourself, don’t delay your future."
So Su Xingyu understood, how could he find a better job?
Being laid off was equivalent to unemploynt.
She felt guilty. After all, Su Xingqi and Qin Mu were targeting her, and Ling Weilong was just collateral damage.
She thought for a mont and then went ho and sent a ssage to Cang Er: [Cang Er, I’m sorry, I offended a client at Illusion Dream and got fired. Can I trouble you once more? This ti I don’t need you to find a job, but please help find a job for my friend. He was implicated because of . His na is Ling Weilong, and he’s a photographer. His work is really good.]
Along with the email, she also attached so of Ling Weilong’s photographs.
It took a day for Cang Er to reply: [Who knew you could cause such trouble? You even managed to snatch away Ling Weilong’s job, impressive. I know him; he used to work at Cloud. His skills are pretty good, just too prone to offending people. So later, when Illusion Dream was founded, the office was eager to send him over as if sending off a deity.]
Su Xingyu hadn’t expected this connection between Ling Weilong and Cloud and replied: [So can he go back?]
Cang Er replied: [Difficult. The competition at Cloud is fierce, and they’re currently not hiring photographers. However, this Iceland trip is not going well for us, and we still need soone who can photograph diamonds. Xingyu, would you like to join? If you co, I can make an exception and let Ling Weilong rejoin as a mber of your team.]
Su Xingyu was in a dilemma: [You know I can’t be a photographer. Cang Er, just let Ling Weilong go to Iceland and give it a try. How do you know he can’t do it if you don’t try?]
Cang Er said: [There are two people in the office at a similar level to him, and they couldn’t handle it.]
Su Xingyu: [But Ling Weilong lost his job because of ...]
Cang Er sent back a smiley face: [That’s your problem, not mine. Xingyu, we are friends, but I’m not friends with Ling Weilong. If you co to photograph diamonds, he can co with. If you don’t, he can’t co. It’s just that simple.]
Su Xingyu closed the email with a headache.
She wanted to help Ling Weilong, but given the current situation, there was nothing she could do. If she really went to Iceland to photograph diamonds, wouldn’t Lu Shifeng strip a layer of skin off her? After resting at ho for two days, the HR departnt at Illusion Dream notified her to pick up her labor manual and termination form.
She got her things and saw Ling Weilong as she left the office.
A sturdy man stood by a roadside pancake stall, counting change in his hand while saying to the vendor: "I’ll have two pancakes, without at, just put in more sauce."
The vendor said, "No at? Young man, you look so strong, at adds nutrition."
Ling Weilong was impatient: "Eating at every day gets boring, just want it without at."
Su Xingyu felt a pang in her heart. Having worked with him for so long, she knew his taste was voracious for at. His breakfasts used to be at pies, at buns. When had he ever been so frugal before? It was evident that after being laid off, money was tight.
Soone from the magazine followed out, carrying a heavy tripod over to Ling Weilong: "Mr. Ling, your thing. This Three Wolf head is so old, you’re still taking it back? There was a new version released earlier this year, and look at yours, it’s so dented, isn’t it ti to replace it?"
That was the dent from when Qin Mu bullied Su Xingyu, and he smashed soone with it.
Ling Weilong carelessly said: "Why keep changing sothing like a tripod? Just make do."
Though he said such things, his hand lovingly caressed that dent.
Su Xingyu felt sothing warm rolling inside her heart, and before she realized it, she had already blurted out: "Ling Weilong!" She took a few steps forward and snatched the pancake from his hand, "Why are you eating pancakes? I’ve found a great job, and they specifically asked for both of us. Co on, let’s go have a feast!"
On the way ho, she cald down.
Oh my God, how was she going to explain this to Lu Shifeng? How could she persuade him to let her go to Iceland?
Did she have to... go for broke?
As night fell, she took a careful bath, pulled out the most seductive silk nightgown from her wardrobe, and it clung to her slender figure, graceful curves, and smooth skin. Her long hair was half down as she approached him when he entered the bedroom, tiptoeing to kiss his lips: "Shifeng..."
His lips were thin and cool, carrying a faint minty taste, srizing and distinct.
She lingered for a mont before parting from his lips, her eyes flowing with captivating allure.
He watched her impassively: "It’s rare to see you so proactive."
She buried her concerns and blood a smile she had practiced countless tis in front of the mirror: "I’ve been so tired lately, neglecting you, so I want to make it up to you, give a chance, okay?"
She was beautiful and had deliberately grood herself. Under the ambiguous light in the bedroom, she was as enchanting as a mimosa flower blooming only in dreams.
She was confident no man could resist such temptation.
But Lu Shifeng remained unfazed: "Go ahead, what favor do you need from ?"
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