A conversation was going on outside. Viola and Maynard went back to the periodical office.
As soon as Maynard entered the CEO's office to deal with work, Viola took a deep breath, walked to the chief editor's office and knocked on the door.
"Come in." It was Stephanie.
Trying to keep a straight face, she reminded herself to be more compose. Then she walked straight in and greeted, "Hi, chief editor."
"What's up?" Stephanie adjusted her glasses without glasses and glanced at the woman in front of her with a poker face.
His words weakened her anger, she swallowed and asked with difficulty, "Chief, why did you cheat me Em, a difficult interview task? "
Stephanie paused, closed the black file in her hand, and then held her hand again. With a sigh, she persuaded, "Viola, we have to deal with people from all walks of life. There's no way we can get away with it."
Viola was stunned. What she said was reasonable and speechless.
"Rat-a-tat." There was a knock on the door again.
"Come in." Stephanie let go of Viola's hand, sat down on the sofa and said, "Come in."
And she also gave a look to Viola, beckoning her to sit down.
Hesitating for a while, she finally sat down opposite her.
The door was pushed open from the outside, and a girl with curly hair, wearing a white T-shirt and back pants, came in. "Chief, I am the new employee who has passed the interview, Mul."
"It's you." Stephanie thought for a while and answered, "You know the interview I arranged for you."
"Yes, I know. But I have no experience in this respect." She lowered her head timidly and explained in a low voice.
Glancing over the photo for a while, she remembered how she had been in that year. She could not help but gently comfort her. "It's okay. Experience is slowly accumulated."
With her eyes lighting up, she nodded.
"How about this, Viola? I'll leave her to you. You take care of her." Stephanie seized the chance and threw her to Viola.
Viola was upset. "I don't think it's a good idea..."
"It's not a big deal. That's settled then." Stephanie took out her own photos and made the decision for her. She didn't allow anyone to turn her down.
Viola smiled awkwardly. "Mul, let's go out."
Walking into the empty guest room, she reached out her hand and said, "Hello, I'm Viola."
"My name is Mul. Nice to meet you, Viola."
After they sat down, Viola poured a cup of tea for Mul and a cup of water for herself.