There were currently eight known "Miss Chengs" on the internet, and every single one of them had become a star. Even Ximeng and Wang Qiqi, who had the fewest followers, had more than 3 million. 'I can't be worse than them, can I?' she thought.
When she returned to her rented apartment, she found that Sister Lan and Nana were back. They had been working together for a long time, so they shared the place.
Seeing her return, Sister Lan sighed. "Xiaoju, why were you so impulsive? You threw your work badge right in Manager Lu's face. That's not like you."
Xiaoju certainly couldn't admit she was frustrated from being strung along by Chen Jincheng, so she just said casually, "I've been sick of that fat pig for a long time. Throwing it at him felt great."
Sister Lan sighed. "You might feel great, but now that guy, Manager Lu, has announced that you were fired for publicly insulting a superior. What are you going to do now? It's hard to find a job these days."
