Chapter 200

Wang Design directly slapped the table and stood up, with anger written on his delicately made-up face, he gritted his teeth and looked at Song Weiyi.

It's not enough for a man to betray him, now a little intern dares to fight with him?

If Song Weiwei challenged her today, but she didn't insist, she would become a joke in the office in the future, how could Wang Design bear it?

The flames of war were about to break out, Song Weiwei bit his lip and looked at Wang Design.

Reason told her that as an intern, she could not challenge Wang Design.

But the raging anger in her heart was a bit overwhelming. She had endured it for two full days. She was not a Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle, nor was she temperless.

"Wang...Wang's design... The only one is that she didn't do it on purpose, she just..." Mo Xueying, who was sitting in the corner, stood up at some point, stammering, but cautiously defending Song Weiyi.

Following her voice, Song Weiyi looked over and saw the concerned expression on Mo Xueying's face.

My heart suddenly warmed up. At least, there are still people who care about me in this place.

"Who do you think you are? You still need to intercede with Song Weiyi? Do your own thing well." Wang Design turned to Mo Xueying and ordered sharply.

Being scolded so severely in front of so many people, Song Weiyi felt embarrassed for Mo Xueying.

But this time, it was because of being implicated by her.

Song Weiyi glared at Wang Design, "Enough, don't bully people too much."

"Song Weiwei, are you talking to me?" Wang Design waited with her eyes wide open. In front of so many people, how dare she, a small intern, challenge herself?

"Yes!" Song Weiyi stood up and stared at Wang Design fiercely.

This old woman is really enough, do you think her soft persimmons are easy to pinch?

"What's wrong with me talking to you? You, a designer, think you're so great? Who do you think you are, not my direct boss, but you have to take care of everything. Do you look like a jerk? I'm late, I didn't ask for leave What's the matter? Is it hindering you?"

When the anger broke out, Song Wei's actions were beyond her control.

She endured too much, and broke out too little. This time, it was Wang's design that provided her with a chance.

Pei Yibai inexplicably became the prince of Pei's International, she was forced to ask for a divorce from him, and the relationship between the two was frozen for a while.

Now even Wang designed an outsider to give her pointers on this and that.

Who does she think she is?

"How is it that I work in Voss? You are not a supervisor, not a boss, so why do you dictate to me?"

"Song Weiwei, you're crazy!" Wang Design screamed, his pretty face was distorted by the expression at this moment, and his chest shook three times.

Song Weiyi chuckled, yes, she is crazy.

"No, Wang Design, don't be nervous, and don't interrupt me in a hurry. After all, I only plan to say it once. If you say I'm crazy, then think I'm crazy. I don't care about this job anymore."

"Believe it or not, I went to your school to complain!" Wang Jihua was trembling with anger.

This time, I picked a hard persimmon and didn't get any benefits at all.

"You go, I wish you would go, I'm afraid you won't go. So what if you don't pass, if you are really capable, you should go not to my school, but to declare all the enterprises in this city, don't hire me Song only."

"Oh, don't get too emotional. The powder on your face fell off and flew all over the table. I'm allergic to dust."

Song Weiyi vented his anger directly like firing a machine gun in one breath, and felt relieved immediately.

And the office was speechless, only the sound of Wang Design's panting.

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, unable to believe that the series of provocative words just now were uttered by Song Weiyi so boldly.

"Song Weiyi, you vixen."

"Thank you for the compliment. This shows that I'm pretty. After all, ordinary people don't have the ability to be a vixen. Especially you, Designer Wang." Song Weiwei answered with a half-smile, lowered his head, and grabbed his bag bag, and stuffed everything that belonged to him on the table.

With Pei Yibai's unstable bomb, and Wang's deliberate provocation, she didn't take too much memory of this place.

It's not too late to look for an internship in the second semester of senior year.

Song Weiyi, who had made up his mind, put the things in faster, and after a while, he cleaned up his desk.

Carrying her bag, she smiled faintly at Mo Xueying and Xiao He.

"Miss Xiaohe, Xueying, thank you, I'll go first." These two people have treated her very well, no matter what, she is very grateful for their care for her during her stay in Voss.

"Wei Wei, don't do this, Wang Design didn't do it on purpose." After reacting, Xiao He was startled by Song Weiyi's actions, and patted Song Weiyi's shoulder to comfort him.

"Xiao He, what's the matter with you? She dared to commit the following crimes. Is it possible that you still want to keep her? This kind of person is a ticking time bomb for the company." Wang Design sharply accused.

"Yes, I am a ticking time bomb, so stay away from me, lest the two lumps of meat on your chest be blown off by me."

Song Weiyi finished answering angrily, and walked directly towards the door.

Hmph, Wang, even if I'm gone, you can only look at Pei Yibai helplessly, because with your looks, you won't be able to hold his thigh for the rest of your life.

Song Weiyi cursed viciously in his heart.

After venting, she felt relieved, no matter how they reacted, her steps became more and more brisk.

I even plan to eat some good food for a while, treat myself well, and turn grief and anger into appetite.

Before Song Weiyi's footsteps reached the gate of the design department, Wang Meng met unexpectedly.

"Sister-in-law...Song Weiyi, what's going on with you?" Wang Meng was still serious about his work, especially in front of so many people.

Song Weiyi sullenly said, "Oh, it's okay, I resigned, so I packed my things and left."

"Resign?" Wang Meng was taken aback. He came here to appease his sister-in-law. If her sister-in-law resigned at this moment, Mr. Pei would probably cut him off.

"Yes." Song Weiyi said, walking around, wanting to leave.

"No, sister-in-law, please don't leave." Wang Meng took her hand and reminded her in a low voice.

If this account falls on him, he may not have a good life in the future.

"What's going on? Xiao He." Wang Meng didn't give Song the only chance to refuse, and asked other people in the office directly.

Everyone hesitated, even Xiao He didn't know how to speak.

"It was a misunderstanding." Xiao He looked at Wang Meng helplessly, knowing that Wang Tezhu was putting pressure on herself, so she could only keep looking at Song Weiyi.