The next day, I took the perfume and went straight to the company.
Zane and I had already discussed it—this perfume was the “gift” to be given to Conrad.
On the day of the new product launch, it would make him completely fall into hell.
After handing the perfume over to the R&D department, I followed my usual routine and slowly felt my way toward the laboratory.
There was some necessary equipment that I had still stored here. Even if I was going to resign, I had to take all of these things away.
I had barely started packing when other employees from the R&D department walked up to me, their faces full of contempt.
One said, “Some people are just thick-skinned. They haven’t made the slightest contribution to the R&D department, yet they still come to the lab every day to put on an act. If the director hadn’t handed over her own perfumes to let her submit them every time, this kind of employee would have been fired long ago.”
Another staff member couldn't wait to chime in. “Exactly, exactly. Someone blind—who knows where she gets the nerve to rely on connections to join the team and get her salary for doing nothing. No wonder people say it’s good to have connections backing you.”