[White and black heroine · CP-free workplace business war · High-energy slap in the face throughout the process]
On the day he was laid off, Su Lingshu finished signing his resignation form and only looked up calmly:
"HR Manager, the lipstick on your chin is stained."
No reason was asked, no noise or fuss.
I hid in the corner and cried for a full thirty seconds.
After wiping away her tears, she sent a message to her best friend: I'll treat you to hot pot tonight.
An adult's breakdown is worth thirty seconds.
Everyone thought she was the unlucky person who had lost her job.
On the seventh day after leaving her job, an anonymous photo was delivered to her.
There is only one line on the back of the former vice president of the company:
You know the person he's meeting next week.
A private club on the second underground floor, overseas shells nested layer by layer, email archives cleared overnight...
A trap had been laid out from the day she was laid off.
People who have been through the trap advised her:
Stop checking. If you go forward, it won't be as simple as losing your job.
Su Lingshu locked the photo in the drawer and smiled.
I've already lost my job once, what should I be afraid of losing?
There is no golden finger, no boss comes to the rescue.
She searched through industrial and commercial information for clues, stayed late at night to lock up evidence, and formed an alliance with all those who had been wronged.
Colleagues who blame others, unscrupulous leaders, blood-sucking capital hiding in gray areas——
She never let go of anyone who stepped on her or plotted against her.
There is never a savior in the workplace.
She herself is the sword, the light, and the one who overturned the entire gray empire.
