When Viola saw a woman in professional dress passing by, she came to realize that she also had work to do!
Viola hurriedly put away the necklace and went out to get a taxi as fast as she could, so that the driver could drive as fast as he could to the Star Magazine.
But she didn't know if it was because of her bad luck that she started to slow down on the way. She was in a bad mood.
When she arrived at the periodical office, all the people being scolded saw her, as if they had seen hope and light.
Noticing Stephanie's cold eyes behind her mirror, Viola's eyelids twitched. She suddenly understood why they had looked at her like that.
"Viola!" After slapping the paper in her hand, Stephanie got angry. "What are you doing? Do you know how late you are? "
With a stiff body, she answered stiffly, "Two hours and six seconds......"
"So you know that?" Pointing at her clothes, Stephanie was boiling with rage. She taunted, "Besides, as a journalist, you'd better behave yourself."
The rest burst into laughter. When they saw the vicious look on Stephanie's face, they all shut up.
Viola looked down at herself and noticed that she was covered with leaves and her clothes were covered with dust. She looked like coming from the forest.
She was so embarrassed that she moved the leaves off her body and dusted them off. Then she smiled apologetically, "Sorry, chief editor. I'm so sorry."
Don't deduct her salary. She can't get hurt!
"Don't do this again next time!" Stephanie knocked on her glasses and said in an arrogant tone, "Follow me."