You're Being Cruel, Mr. Director.

Gu Xiaoqin never knew that her first job would be such a failure. She aspired to be a great architect, but was helplessly labeled as a future interior designer, and she was a reserve one. Just because she gossiped to the big-mouthed receptionist about a handsome guy who had his hair shaved because of lice, it became a topic known to the whole hospital all morning. She didn't specify her surname. Why did he want to take the seat? As soon as he said that I needed a handyman, she was transferred from the architectural design office on the sixth floor to the interior design office on the ninth floor. Xiaoqin wanted to resist, to throw away her hands and leave, but Who gave this job at the Provincial Design Institute a bright future? Who let my father be the director of the Provincial Department of Construction? Who let my elder brother be the dean of the design institute? Bear… Working conscientiously and overtime, the evaluation I received is: I am not serious enough, and the things I design are garbage. What kind of garbage school of yours can teach a "talent" like you... I don't care, why are you even getting involved with our school? I know you graduated from a prestigious school, but you don't do it in such a humiliating way. She is so stupid, stingy, and unscrupulous. She just complains to her golfers on the court. Why does he stand behind her? He... He is the owner of the racket, the limited edition badminton racket that she broke. It was just a disconnection, but three months of her salary was deducted to compensate. Xiaoqin refused to give in even if she was beaten to death. But she has another gorgeous identity, that of a court sparring partner. …… In the luxurious building above the building, he looked at the white walls and said ambiguously: "It seems that we still need a wedding photo. When will we take one?" Xiaoqin looked at him in horror. She didn't want to put it on the wall as a mural.  