The cold rain slanted across the glass curtain wall of the "Tianqiong Group" headquarters, reflecting the fine and dazzling light under the neon lights, which was very similar to Shen Chen's mood at the moment. At 8:17 in the evening, the glass door of the Human Resources Department slowly closed behind him, making a dull sound, completely cutting him off from the place where he had struggled for three years. The resignation certificate in his hand was soaked by the rain, and the ink was blurred. The word "Shen Chen" became blurred, just like his presence in this female-dominated giant company had never been truly clear.
"Male employees are so useless that they fall behind at the critical moment." The harsh female voice of the personnel commissioner came from behind, with undisguised contempt, "If he hadn't been a little smart, he should have been laid off long ago, and how could he be here now." Another voice echoed, with a tone full of gloating: "Isn't that right? I heard that the impact of this leak was not small. Director Lin is getting angry. It would be great if he can escape unscathed. He also wants compensation? I'm dreaming."
