Chapter 162 Article Was Rejected (2/2)

”I'm begging you. Stop disgusting me here,” Elsa said as she folded her hands. Th

his one sentence?”

Some people pretended to be kind, but actually they were mocking Melinda. The others also made a gab at her, but none of them stood on the side of Melinda.

Looking at the colleagues who got along with her day and night, Melinda had a mixed feeling. Human heart was indeed the most unpredictable.

She sat calmly in her office and ignored the mocking words. Standing not far away, Elsa was more jealous.

She was not only jealous of Melinda's talent, but also her temperament.

But she didn't know that Melinda had to live a horrible life for five years. Their irony was not enough at all.

On the contrary, Elsa was a person with a good sense of propriety. She would take advantage of her colleague's help to get rid of Melinda.

If an excellent person couldn't join the group, he or she would be abandoned in the end.

Elsa was a well aware of this point.

After Victor went back to his office, he read Melinda's manuscript many times and felt that there was no problem, but he also found that the quality fell a lot this time.

So he understood it as that colleagues tended to have higher requirements for capable people.

”Melinda, Mr. Cheng is looking for you.” This message-passing man said that in an intimate tone, drawing a lot of attention from the colleagues around.

”Okay,” Melinda answered. She then locked the screen. Never relaxed vigilance against others. These people attacked her right in front of her, and if they did something to her in secret, it would be really difficult to prevent them from happening.

Sitting on the sofa and sipping the tea cup, Victor was relieving his boredom. Seeing Melinda come in, he pointed at the seat beside him as he said, ”Take a seat.”

Victor sat on the middle part of the sofa, Melinda went to the right, sat down, and ignored his greeting.

”Mr. Cheng, what can I do for you?” Victor was puzzled by her attitude.

”The person who denied your manuscript is not me. Don't give all your anger to me.” Victor couldn't help displaying an aggrieved expression.