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"Sorry, Brother Jing Shan, I looked at your Blueprint and it was too complicated. I thought I could help you simplify it so that the Client could understand it better."
"Who knew it would just get messier?"
Huang Jingshan was about to lose his mind.
A colleague advised him, "Forget it. The problem has been identified; just revise it again."
"You make it sound easy. The Client already has a bias against me; no matter what I do, they think it's wrong."
After sending that message, Huang Jingshan slumped back in his chair and kicked it over.
"Damn it..."
He started cursing again.
His colleagues chimed in with various suggestions.
I suddenly interjected, "Did you all forget? You handed your work over to Mi Fangfang before."
Everyone's faces went pale.
Just then, the department supervisor appeared outside the office.
"Zhao Hai, come here."
Zhao Hai looked distressed. "Supervisor, I..."
"What do you mean 'I'? Hurry up and come here."
The supervisor entered the office and called out a few more names: "Fang Bo, Li Yong, Chen Ming, and Zhu Shan, you all come too."
Except for me, everyone else looked white as a sheet.
Once they went in, each of them came out with a face as grim as Zhao Hai's.
I stifled a laugh on the side.
You guys never expected this when you banded together to mess with me in your past lives, did you?
Soon, the supervisor came out again and started calling more people in.
This time even more people went in.
I watched as they entered one by one and came out looking dejected.
Everyone's expressions were quite vivid.
The supervisor cleared his throat and looked at the people outside. "Listen up, everyone. A few of you, due to your laziness and trickery, pushed your work onto the newcomers. Now that problems have arisen, the company is facing significant losses."
"Therefore, their year-end bonuses will be cut in half, and they are not allowed to take leave to go home on New Year's Eve."
Zhao Hai protested, "Supervisor, I didn't slack off, nor did I push my work onto the newcomers."
"Yeah, that's unfair, Supervisor," another colleague chimed in.
The supervisor shot them a cold glare. "Don't think I don't know what you all did. While I was on a business trip, you all pushed your work onto Mi Fangfang and went out for dinner."
"And with so many of you here, when problems arose, instead of finding a solution yourselves, you let Zhu Shan handle everything alone."
"How shameful."
Zhao Hai continued to protest, "Supervisor, I..."
The supervisor snapped back angrily, "Except for Zhu Shan, all of you will forfeit your weekends for the next month. You can take a vacation only after you've resolved the issues at hand."
The colleagues' miserable cries echoed throughout the room.
"Please, Supervisor!"
When lunch break ended, I went to the cafeteria alone.
In the office, everyone was buried in their workstations.
HR representative Fang Bo couldn't hold back any longer and vented to me, "Zhu Shan, I've just realized what a great person you are."
"I shouldn't have pointed at you and scolded you for teaching Mi Fangfang a lesson."
The assistant Chen Ming raised his hand. "Me too! I shouldn't have said you were just jealous of how pretty that girl is."
Manager Li Yong scratched his head beside them. "Ugh, I promised my daughter I'd take her to Disney today."
I smiled as I looked at them.
This group of people only reflects on themselves when misfortune strikes them.
In her previous life, Mi Fangfang gained fame through live streaming. She and her colleagues performed a skit, teaching everyone how to deal with quirky coworkers. As a result, they went viral across the internet and made a fortune. Meanwhile, I was subjected to their relentless mockery time and again. Did they ever feel regret during that time?
After the lunch break, the boss arrived. Upon hearing about Mi Fangfang's good fortune, the boss nearly lost his temper.
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