Lin Zhi was also furious. That was why he had been arguing with Sister Lu. Even though he had been stopped by Mo Ling, he had calmed down.
Mo Ling ordered Lin Zhi, "The surveillance video is in the hands of the personnel department. Take her down to watch it."
He pointed at Ye Linlang and said, "You, come with me to my office."
When Sister Lu heard the words " witnessing video", she already had a bad feeling in her heart.
Mo Lingxue's expression was so cold that it was scary. She did not dare to make any more trouble and obediently followed Lin Zhi down.
Ye Linlang didn't care about the wound on her face. She was a doctor herself, so she naturally understood the extent of the wound. Although it would take some time to heal, it wouldn't leave a scar.
She wiped the blood with a wet towel and caught up with Mo Ling.
He entered the president's office.
Mo Lingtong sat in the boss' chair with a cold face and looked at Ye Linlang in silence.
Ye Linlang, on the other hand, stood there without saying a word. She pursed her lips tightly.
It was wrong to fight, but it was not her fault, and she did not start first. Even if Mo Ling wanted to punish her because of this, she would never apologize.
After a moment of silence, Mo Ling suddenly bent down and opened the drawer.
Then, a tube of white ointment was thrown on the table.
"Take it."
Confused, Ye Linlang stepped forward and picked up the ointment.
It turned out to be a special medicine for treating scars and leaving no scars.
"Thank you for your kindness," Ye Linlang said politely.
Mo Ling didn't even look at her. He just said coldly, "The scar on your face will affect the image of the company."
Ye Linlang was speechless.
No wonder he was a capital man.
Putting away the ointment, Ye Linlang left the president's office.
Sister Lu did not reply to the report. Her personal belongings were all collected by the personnel department.
Therefore, Ye Linlang did not meet her. She did not know why she had been fired.
There were also other colleagues in the office who didn't know about it.
Because they knew nothing about it, they had all kinds of bold guesses. The final conclusion was,
Don't provoke Ye Linlang, or you'll lose your job.
Hearing this, Ye Linlang didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
"What the hell is going on?"
However, she did not clarify it. In addition to being too lazy to clarify it, there was another benefit of this nonsense, which was that no one in the whole company dared to talk about her.
The living environment became much quieter!
Later, Sister Lu also went to Zhong Rou'er, hoping that she could help to plead for mercy. Even if she didn't go back to the company, it was okay to transfer her to other cities' branches.
After all, the Mo Group's management was still very good.
But she was ruthlessly rejected by Zhong Rou'er.
The current Sister Lu was an abandoned chess piece for her. It was impossible for her to do such a thing that had no benefit at all.
She had more important things to do now—the finals of the designer's competition.
After a fierce quarrel, the judges finally decided to let Zhong Rou'er participate in the competition.
Mo Ling did not object to this decision, but he used his connections and invited three new designers from abroad to join the judges' group.
...
In the Mo family's villa.
Today was the family day once a week. After dinner, the people of the Mo family sat around the sofa area in the living room, playing chess and chatting.
Mo Tianyang's phone rang. It was a message from Long Yinghao.
After he finished reading, he immediately tugged at Mo Jin Jun and Zhong Rou'er.
"There are three new judges in the finals. Do you know?"
Zhong Rou'er managed to hide her surprise and panic in time and shook her head slowly.
"A new judge?" She couldn't help but feel a little annoyed. Now no one could secretly take photos of the data.
Mo Jin Jun, on the other hand, let out a wail of despair.
"Oh my god, who is the one who has nothing to do? A new judge!"
She was only in the ninth place in the preliminary round, almost stepping on the threshold to enter the final. Now there were more judges who didn't know the style of the finals, which was simply her Shura field.
Mo Tianyang secretly pinched his younger sister and squeezed out a few words from between his teeth. "You, don't, don't mess up. Speak, speak."
Mo Jin Jun looked at her elder brother in confusion. She was about to ask when she heard Mo Ling's magnetic and cold voice from the direction of the chessboard.
"I was the one who found it."
Mo Jin Jun quickly covered her mouth, regretting not being able to keep her mouth shut.
Ye Linlang, who had been silent, suddenly raised her head and said to Mo Jin Jun, "I don't think you need to worry."
As soon as she said that, everyone turned to look at her.