But in her finery, the woman was not bad.

"Head Lin," Wenn Su whispered, clenching the bag in her hand. The big devil in front of her was really annoying.

Lin Hao looked at the girl in front of him with interest. He could see the anger in her eyes, and the corner of his mouth couldn't help but curl up. "What? You still want to scold me?"

His tone was slightly raised, and there was an indescribable ambiguity.

"I still have to deliver the documents. I'm not free." Wenn Su's clear and melodious voice rang out in the hall.

Lin Hao gave her a meaningful look and went to the basement parking lot to get his car.

Wenn Su, on the other hand, left in a huff. She couldn't help it. The other party was Head Lin, and she was just a small employee. Her words didn't carry much weight.

Wenn Su walked along the side of the road, trying not to notice the motorcycle next to her. When she saw the car in front of her, she pulled her to safety with one hand."

Wenn Su looked up and saw a familiar voice. "Head Lin." She felt guilty. In an instant, she thought of her bag. White papers were scattered all over the ground, and several manuscripts were crushed by black tires.

She reached out to pick them up.

Lin Hao pulled Wenn Su away. "Don't you want to die?" The traffic was heavy, one after another. Picking up things now was no different from courting death.

Wenn Su looked at the damaged script with a blank expression. Her heart was cold. When the car was over, she went up to pick it up, but the script was already in tatters.

"What should I do?" Wenn Su covered her face in frustration. If she couldn't even do such a small thing, what could she do?

In an instant, she calmed down and calmed herself down. She thought about how a motorcycle bumped into her just as she was about to leave the house.

"Did you offend someone recently?" Lin Hao asked thoughtfully. He had experienced a lot of deception in the business world. In the face of such a small trick, he could tell at a glance.

This sentence made sense to Wenn Su. Thinking about it carefully, Xu Jia had not done anything to her in the past few days. Could it be that she was waiting for this opportunity?

"Is it someone who already has doubts in his heart?" Lin Hao said with a smile. When he saw Wenn Su immersed in her thoughts of failure, he immediately made a judgment.

Moreover, this little girl had come to his office these past few days and wanted to turn on the surveillance camera. It seemed like this was the person.

"She just left the company not long ago. There should be a surveillance camera." Wenn Su raised her head and looked at Lin Hao seriously.

She also hoped that Lin Hao would give her the authority to control the surveillance camera.

Lin Hao looked at her angry face and raised his thorns like an angry little hedgehog. He couldn't help but find it funny and pinched it.

"Sure."

Since she already had such an idea, he would fulfill it.

"But you have to promise me three conditions." Lin Hao said thoughtfully. If he wanted his authority, it wasn't something that could be obtained so easily.

When Wenn Su heard the three requests, she immediately got up. The person in front of her was really an old fox. He didn't want to let go of the opportunity to exploit him.

The joy that suddenly appeared when she heard that she could obtain authority was instantly washed away by this bucket of cold water.

"Just tell me what you want." Wenn Su stood up from the ground and dusted herself off. She looked at the manuscripts with some pity.

If it weren't for the fact that his manuscripts wouldn't have turned out this way, he would have been responsible for it. But thinking of the Xu family, he was even more angry.

It had to be known that every manuscript had been painstakingly completed by the author, not to mention this design competition. Everyone was working hard. Wenn Su couldn't help but think of the passionate look on Doudou's face. She wondered how disappointed or angry the owners of these works would be when they found out that their works had been destroyed.

It had to be said that Xu Jia, this move really killed two birds with one stone, drawing a lot of hatred for her.

"As for the request, I haven't thought about it yet. I'll let you know after I've thought about it." Lin Hao's tone was indifferent.

Wenn Su put all the scattered drafts into a bag and left without looking back. She took the elevator all the way to the hotel.

Especially Smitt. When you saw that it was Wenn Su who had spoken, she snorted coldly and said in broken Chinese, "Your efficiency is too slow. You can't even complete such a small task."

In his heart, he was thinking that he had to change his people. This person was really irresponsible. Then he saw the drawing, which was a little dirty.

When he saw the tire marks on the white paper, the fire in Smitt's heart began to burn. He threw all the drawings at Wenn Su.

"Is that how busy you are with other people's works?" The more Schmidt spoke, the more he suspected that the person in front of him wanted to destroy all of his other works so that he could submit his own to satisfy his own selfish desires.

Wenn Su was hit by more than a dozen paintings. It didn't hurt, but she felt wronged. She quickly explained what had happened in Italian.

The other master, on the other hand, was a little surprised at how well the girl spoke Italian, and blushed at the thought of what he had said.

"You know Italian?" Smitt said in disbelief. When he thought of how he had insulted others earlier, did that not mean that the girl in front of him had heard everything?

He instantly felt embarrassed, and his face turned red.

Wenn Su bowed to the two of them. "I'm in charge of this."

Smit nodded grimly at the serious explanation. "You can't be blamed for this."

Instead, he did think about why there would be a speeding motorcycle that happened to be right next to him and knocked all the drawings away.

"Poor girl, it seems like you didn't want to do all of this," another master beside her said for Wenn Su.

Wenn Su's tense heart relaxed a little after the two masters understood. After apologizing to the two masters, she quickly returned to the company and began to look for the contact information of some of the designers.