Shawn was still immersed in his own world, "Please use powerful words to refute me. Saying things like this in public only shows that your family education is not good and your personal quality is not high. I am saying these things for your own good. As for others, I won't say anything. It's up to you whether you want to listen or not. I don't care."
I sneered and stared at my computer screen intently, with a carefree attitude.
"My self-worth has never been dependent on a man."
Several female colleagues sent me messages, [Girl, you are amazing! So cool!]
4
When I went to the company canteen to get lunch, the auntie in the canteen gave me an extra chicken leg.
Shawn, who happened to be queuing nearby, saw it and said sarcastically, "Tina, you are really a famous socialite. No wonder you can thrive in a big company."
I replied indifferently, "In terms of online popularity, I am far from being as notorious as you are. You may never reach my level even in your next life."
Shawn cared most about his worthless face as a man. His face turned pale and he squeezed out a few words from between his teeth, "Tina, don't forget that we are now in a cooperative relationship. Our company is your client!"
I muttered under my breath while holding the tray, "But you're just a fart!"
After work, I booked a high-end club. I drove my luxury car, which was rewarded to me for outstanding performance, to entertain the client as a routine.
Shawn looked thoughtful after seeing it, "Oh, you're really good. Tina, did you break up with me because you found a better replacement and someone else could succeed me?"
I looked at Shawn and said, "Don't you have a mirror at home? You must have peed without looking at it. I once thought you were down-to-earth."
Shawn seemed to have a thought flash through his mind. He slapped his forehead as if he had discovered a new continent and said, "I wondered why you, a woman, could get into such a big company in such a young age, could have a better job and higher salary than me. It turns out it's all because of hooking up with men. No wonder."
I looked at him with my bag and said with a smile, "You should go to the hospital for a check-up. I suspect your brain and butt are switched."
