Iris Crawford was eager to attend the eting, not thinking too much about it. The PPT she’d worked on all night was on her USB drive, and she’d probably have to screen it for everyone to see. To perform well, Iris looked a few more tis at her printed report before arriving just on ti at the entrance to the eting room.
A few executives were already waiting at the eting room door. Iris was surprised to find the supervisor who had had disagreents with her the other day was also inside. When he saw her, he sneered, his look seemingly issuing a warning of "fend for yourself," which made Iris frown.
Instinctively, she glanced at her USB drive and thought about Roxanne Young, who had been lurking around her workstation earlier, her gaze sinking.
The ti was approaching, and the door to the senior eting room wasn’t usually opened easily, but a few people helped open it, then stepped aside to make way for Lachlan Wyatt.
Lachlan stepped forward to enter, expecting to be the first, and was jostled unexpectedly from behind.
He was shoved aside on his seat.
Lachlan turned in surprise to find Iris rushing in, muttering to herself, "Open the door, open the door—if you won’t go in, move aside—I’m going in," then dove in ahead of everyone, claiming a pri spot.
Once seated, she adjusted her chair position, then looked up at the seemingly bewildered crowd outside, greeting them, "Why are you all just standing around? Hurry up and co in and sit down!"
"..."
Having been with the company for so long, it was Leo Langdon’s first ti witnessing Iris’s audacity; the senior eting room wasn’t filled by the president first, but by Iris! And she had even shoved Lachlan aside to get inside!
Goodness gracious, who do you think you are?
The executives imdiately had complaints, thinking to express themselves in front of Lachlan, yet Lachlan was suppressing his anger, the veins on his forehead jumping, as he sat down beside Iris.
Leo Langdon also sat on Iris’s left, having brought his laptop, speaking to Iris after he sat, "How could you be the first one to go in?"
Iris paused, twirling a pen, "Huh? What’s wrong?"
"At this type of eting, the leaders must go in first no matter what," Leo said, deliberately lowering his voice but speaking seriously to Iris, "The hierarchy in the company needs to be clear! The president hasn’t sat down, how can we sit down?"
Iris laughed out loud, "That’s absurd, for etings you have to act like an emperor ascending the throne; does Lachlan treat etings like royal court sessions?"
"..."
Leo was taken aback by Iris’s retort but persisted, furrowing his brow, "You might not understand, but there’s always a reason for these social customs to exist. You’re drawing unwanted attention by not restraining yourself, effectively making enemies in the company."
"Yes, yes." Iris nodded, unclear whether she truly comprehended, "I just need to get my work done, that’s all. Ti for the eting! Did you bring the printer?"
"No, but there’s one in the eting room..." Leo looked puzzled at Iris’s sudden ntion of the printer, before realizing there was no ti to ponder, as the supervisor sitting opposite announced the start of the eting, specifically ntioning Iris’s na, calling her to the stage for her report.
Iris stood and greeted everyone, to the sound of murmuring beside her.
"Why is it a woman..."
"No idea, she’s new."
"Lachlan used to always have Leo beside him, now Leo’s sitting next to her, really have to make way for her."
"Who knows if there’s so sort of relationship... Let’s listen and see what she’s capable of."
Leo’s laptop was connected to the screen, and Iris handed her USB to Leo, "The PPT is in here, please project it on the big screen for ."
"Alright."
Leo inserted the USB into the laptop, only to find it completely blank.
Wait a minute... He had gone over Iris’s excellent PPT with her that morning; how co now, it was entirely empty?
Realizing sothing amiss, Leo’s face changed dramatically as he tugged at Iris, "Did you grab the wrong USB?"
"How could I grab the wrong one," Iris hadn’t realized the situation yet, "I’ve shown it to you."
"I... I wouldn’t have the ti or inclination to delete your content," Leo quickly explained, "I didn’t do anything, but your USB is actually blank now, this—this is a problem!"
Iris’s face changed dramatically, as she leaned down to look at Leo’s computer, her pupils shrinking in surprise, "What’s going on?"
Realizing their commotion, so curious executives nearby also started paying attention, "Is sothing wrong?"
"Weren’t we supposed to have a summary? We’ve been waiting for a while; is the information incomplete?"
"Could it really be an eleventh-hour effort?"
"I said this woman wasn’t reliable, too ostentatious, heard she’s been quite disruptive at the company before..."
The chatter naturally reached Lachlan’s ears, who glanced over to Iris and Leo, both engrossed at the computer’s forefront, their expressions serious. Lachlan instinctively realized sothing had happened, could soone have deliberately set a snare for Iris...
"Can it be restored?"
"No," Leo took a glance, "There’s no record at all."
Iris grabbed the laptop, attempting recovery of the files she learned to excel at with Jas Chesterton, only to discover that this USB wasn’t her original one, so data restoration wasn’t possible—her USB had been swapped from the start!
Iris drew in a sharp breath, racking her brain for who had the opportunity to act, cyclically concluding only Roxanne Young, who would’ve left that ti because her malicious act had been completed, ready to watch the repercussions!
"What’s going on? Ajax information and it’s been ages, are you capable or not, don’t waste our ti."
"Exactly, the company won’t harbor freeloaders."
The voices beca increasingly grating, prompting Iris to shut her eyes, realizing she was completely set up by Roxanne, her painstakingly crafted PPT couldn’t be presented!
There’s nothing Iris detested more than those who destroyed others’ hard work!
Biting her teeth hard, Iris Crawford stood up straight from her seat, then handed the report in her hand to Leo Langdon, "I’m sorry, there was a slight mishap, I’ll make so copies of the paper docunts for everyone now."
Fortunately, she had a backup plan, printing out the necessary information. Now she had to make a few more copies for everyone to review. Although it wasn’t as direct and efficient as a ppt, it could sowhat save the situation.
A few executives watched as Iris Crawford walked to the printer, crossed their arms and laughed, "Oh, didn’t she prepare anything at all?"
"Who knows, just pushing a duck onto the shelves, I guess."
Hearing Iris being mocked, Lachlan Wyatt squinted his eyes.
He recalled the night before when this young woman was staying up late working on the computer, yet now she started printing materials for everyone... Could the ppt be gone?
Was it maliciously deleted, or... was her stuff swapped?
Smart as Lachlan, he quickly guessed what happened. Iris probably offended soone in the company, resulting in her materials being swapped to deliberately embarrass her during the eting...
But how could soone as proud as Iris tolerate being frad by others?
Iris distributed the printed docunts into several copies and handed them out to everyone present. Soone took a look and then mocked, "The summary is quite professional, isn’t it your achievent?"
"Who knows who helped though."
"Didn’t even prepare a ppt for the eting?"
This comnt hit Iris’s sore spot directly. She raised her head, her fingers clutching the paper tightly, then said, "My USB was swapped, so the ppt is missing."
"Hahaha, that’s a good excuse, acting as if soone wanted to harm you, when you actually weren’t prepared at all, right?"
Iris’s eyes were red, and at this mont Leo Langdon, who had been watching the computer, looked up and said, "There’s no need to say such harsh words. I saw her ppt just this morning, it was well done, I don’t know why the USB is empty now. If soone in the company is playing such cheap tricks, I believe our company cannot accommodate such employees!"
Leo Langdon’s words shocked everyone around.
Leo was one of Lachlan’s most reliable hands, fair and sharp-minded, and since he stood up to speak...
Iris cast a grateful glance at Leo, who maintained his formal deanor, while Lachlan beside him lifted the corners of his lips.
This worked well, saving him from having to speak himself. Leo often represented Lachlan, and with him saying this, naturally no one dared to have any more thoughts.
After handing out the materials, Iris stood in the center, took a deep breath, and cast aside the matter of the swapped USB—including whoever aid to defeat her with this tactic—flatters themselves!
Wearing a gracious smile, she began to speak, "I apologize for the inconvenience caused due to the ppt loss, but since I’ve also prepared paper docunts, please allow to continue the report."
Neither humble nor arrogant, going as it should.
Her deanor at work was not pretentious at all.
Lachlan’s gaze fixed on Iris, surprised to discover she could recite those figures backwards, not needing a ppt, managing to support an entire eting report by herself, an impressive feat of mory!
Being swapped wasn’t the scariest part; the scariest part was how Iris had already morized it all!
Sitting there, even Leo felt his hair stand on end, as Iris needed barely any glance at the text to skillfully inject her thoughts and perspectives, guiding everyone into discussion and analysis, like a leader thoroughly prepared and familiar with everything in the company, reviewing it daily.
After five minutes of speaking, so in the audience still showed disdain.
When Iris had been speaking for twenty minutes, Leo first pushed his glasses, the eyes behind them filled with admiration.
So below nodded, "To rember these reports, clearly she did her howork!"
"No ppt, but her words were clear and concise! Plus the well-written paper docunts, this newcor perford remarkably!"
"Young Master Wyatt really found a gem!"
As the atmosphere grew warr and closer to Iris, seeing her chat knowledgeably with the older executives, Lachlan pressed his forehead and chuckled softly.
Truly... a woman who plays by her own rules.
The eting lasted two hours, where Iris and the executives discussed everything from company matters to national affairs, from politics to cosmic science, and began debating the ends of philosophy—Theology!
As they left the office, the executives looked at Iris as if she was a god-like figure, while Lachlan felt a mix of amusent and consternation. He planned to challenge Iris by having her, a newbie, host a eting, yet she instead went straight to the top!
So of the veteran executives couldn’t even hide their praise for her!
However, the mont Iris left the eting room, the smile on her face imdiately drooped.
A nearby executive still said, "Iris, why not give a fortune-telling next ti...?"
"Wait for , I’ll just visit another departnt."
"What for?" The executive looked at Iris, "Better do the fortune-telling, it’s not like you belong to that departnt..."
"Just settling a score."
Iris said expressionlessly and headed straight to Roxanne Young’s departnt, not caring about those following behind, striding in her high heels.
Those left behind exchanged puzzled looks.
Roxanne was still engrossed in gossip with her colleagues when she suddenly sensed a murderous aura behind her. She turned her head and saw Iris standing there.
Before she could recover, Iris raised her hand without changing her expression, landing a backhand slap across her face!
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