President Gao Leng's little wife

The female screenwriter secretly slandered.

Before Xia Yuluo came, she was the first sister of the company.

But when she joined the company, all the company's resources were given to her as a newcomer.

It's not for nothing that she has been struggling for so many years.

There is hard work without credit!What right does this woman have to delusional to replace her.

"Everyone applauds and welcomes Director Xia to introduce us."

The applause sounded one after another.

Xia Yuluo watched coldly.

She turned around and took the observation group to visit the company.

Meiri visited, she has not been a new talent for a long time, and she hasn't figured out the company yet.

The observation group was just taken by her for a stroll along the various floors of the company.

Then there is no more...

Xia Yuluo didn't take it seriously, so she took it for a walk with the dog.

After finishing the observation, the female screenwriter seemed to be following her.

The former 'good' leaders of the previous companies even praised her to the sky.

"I didn't expect Director Xia to have a bright future at such a young age!"

"Well, I was optimistic about Xiaoxia before, and thought she was a talent, and gold would always shine!"

You say what I say.

Xia Yuluo was expressionless.

With a cold face, she accompanied those people to the reception.

The female screenwriter interspersed at the reception.

Serving tea and pouring wine, busy before and after, people also have a bit of beauty.

She smiled sweetly and submissively served those company leaders.

On the other hand, Xia Yuluo ate alone in silence, neither toasting nor speaking.

There is a sharp contrast.

"Why does screenwriter Xia eat alone? Come, have a glass of wine."

One of the drunk men spoke.

Xia Yuluo looked up at the man, feeling disgusted.

He obviously looks like a pig brother, but he wants to pretend to be brother Jing. It's not embarrassing at his age!
The man's wine glass was stretched out in front of Xia Yuluo.

A flowery beauty sitting beside her, not drinking with her?How could he agree to it.

He held up his wine glass resolutely.

The corners of Xia Yuluo's lips curled up, and she stared at the man's actions with dim eyes.

The female screenwriter's dog legs echoed.

"Yes, yes, how can there be no drinking at the reception!"

"Screenwriter Xia is a tweed in the company, having her to accompany the wine is a blessing!"

She couldn't understand Xia Yuluo.

I just think she is pretending to be noble.

She was even more jealous that Xia Yuluo could be pursued by a rich man.

She secretly took out her mobile phone, preparing to take a picture of her drinking with her and upload it to the company's website.

She wants to take this opportunity to completely pull her into the quagmire to stink!
But Xia Yuluo didn't want to sneer.

She knocked the wine glass on the table heavily, spilling a lot of wine.

The man's face was livid.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the female screenwriter smiled and went up to clink glasses with him.

She took a sip of her wine before saying:
"Don't be angry, this Xia Yuluo is a rose with thorns."

"If you want to pick it, you have to be careful of the thorns on the flower."

She satirized Xia Yuluo's hypocrisy and loftiness, not knowing the heights of the sky and the depths of the earth.

Seeing someone come to smooth things over, the man's face looked better.

He turned to touch the female screenwriter.

"She is a rose with thorns, so what are you?"

He already put one hand on the female screenwriter's waist.

The female screenwriter's complexion changed slightly, her expression calm.

Seeing her like this, Xia Yuluo blurted out and picked up the man's words.

"Needless to say, she is a white lotus flower, which emerges from the mud but is not stained, and she is clean and not demonic."

A little crack appeared on the female screenwriter's face covered with thick foundation.

The perfect smile also twisted.

But the man didn't hear the irony in Xia Yuluo's mouth, and kept shouting "Hello".

The female screenwriter turned her head to look at Xia Yuluo, glaring fiercely.

But the leaders of the observation group were all around, so she couldn't lose her temper on the spot.

Xia Yuluo smiled triumphantly at her.

She just said a few words, like a few hard slaps on the female screenwriter's face.

The female screenwriter was so angry that she could only grit her teeth and swallow in her stomach.