Clair, the Hated

The next day, when everyone arrived at the company, Amelia gathered everyone.

"There's something I need to tell everyone," Amelia's expression was heavy as she spoke.

Everyone's faces were filled with curiosity and confusion. After a moment of silence, Amelia said, "I fired Mike, the head of the marketing department. He was about to jump ship and sell the company's customer information to our competitor company, but our colleagues found out."

Amelia announced the news with a solemn expression. She did not understand why someone would do such a thing. She thought that she did not mistreat her employees.

If it weren't for Clair's reminder, the company would have suffered a huge loss!

At this thought, Amelia looked at Clair gratefully.

When everyone heard this shocking news, they were silent for a moment before they began to whisper to each other. Clearly, they did not expect such a thing to happen.

"I don't know how many more people are like Mike in the company, but I want to tell you that I've always treated you as my own people. As long as you make achievements, I won't mistreat you. If you feel that the company has restricted your development, you can submit your resignation and go to a better platform. I won't stop you, but if someone else does such a small trick and I find out, don't blame me for being rude!" Amelia warned.

Under such a depressing atmosphere, everyone subconsciously lowered their heads.

"Alright, everyone, let's get to work. Clair, come to my office." Amelia walked back to her office after giving her instructions.

Everyone heaved a sigh of relief and went back to work. Clair walked to Amelia's office.

In the office.

"Clair, it's all thanks to you this time. If not for you, the company would have lost at least tens of millions!" said Amelia gratefully.

Clair was also shocked by this number. No wonder the competitor company was willing to spend so much money and an executive position to tempt Mike.

"This is what I should do. I'm a part of the company."

Amelia nodded. "It would be great if everyone had the same understanding as you."

"But I'm very curious. Mike should be very careful when doing such a thing. How did you find out?" Amelia looked at Clair curiously.

"I told you last time, I accidentally saw it," Clair braced himself and explained.

Hearing this, Amelia walked up to Clair and stared at him with her bright eyes, making him feel very uncomfortable.

"Then he was really careless!" Amelia chuckled.

However, she thought to herself, 'You still don't know how to lie! Every time you lie, your would wander. Idiot!'

Clair gulped when he heard what was on her mind. It seemed that it was not a good thing to be able to hear her thoughts. For example, he knew that Amelia did not believe him, but he could not show any signs of abnormality.

However, what he was most curious about was that Amelia seemed to really know him. From her heart, it was as if he and Amelia had known each other for many years, but he had no impression of Amelia at all.

After a moment of silence, Amelia sat back down in her chair, and Clair heaved a sigh of relief.

"What do you want?" Amelia suddenly asked.

Clair was confused.

"You helped the company avoid such a huge loss. I should give you some rewards. What do you want?"

'I want you,' Clair thought in his heart, but on the surface, he seemed to be thinking.

"How about this, I'll let you be the Chief Designer," suggested Amelia.

Clair was shocked. According to their work experience and ability, designers were divided into ordinary Designers, Lead Designers, and Chief Designers. A Designer had to have at least one to two years of work experience to become a Lead Designer, and a Chief Designer not only had to have experience, but also outstanding ability and presentable works.

He had only been in the company for less than three months and had already become the Lead Designer. It was indeed a little fast.

"Don't worry, I've seen your design work when you came for the interview. In terms of quality, you're qualified to be the Lead Designer. The only thing you lack is experience."

After thinking for a while, Clair shook his head. "It's still not appropriate. I'm confident in myself, but I've only been in the company for two months and I'm already the Lead Designer. It's inevitable that other colleagues will gossip."

"You care about their opinions?"

"I don't, but I'm afraid they'll talk about you behind your back," Clair explained.

Amelia was stunned for a moment. Clair was worried for her!

'This fool still has the time to worry about me.' Amelia's shy voice rang in Clair's mind.

Clair really did not know how he should behave. How could there be a woman like Amelia whose appearance was so different from her heart?

He could feel that Amelia was teasing him in her heart, but she was acting cold on the surface.

"Alright then, I'll keep the reward for now. When you achieve some results, I'll reward you together."

Clair nodded and left the office.

However, after leaving the office, Clair noticed that many people were looking at him, either intentionally or unintentionally. There were all kinds of gazes, but most of them were wary.

Clair quickly understood. Amelia had called him to the office, which meant that he was the one who exposed Mike.

Although Mike was indeed the one who asked for it, Clair left an image of a snitch in everyone's hearts.

At this moment, a man walked over.

"Newcomer, how is it? Did the CEO give you a promotion and a raise? What position are you in now?" The mockery in the man's voice was obvious.

Clair turned his head and looked at the man. If he remembered correctly, this man was also a manager in the marketing department and had a good relationship with Mike.

Clair ignored him. He was the one who had done it, and he did not think he had done anything wrong. It was none of his business what the others thought. Clair did not want to care and was about to return to his seat, but the man was unwilling to let it go.

"Newcomer, let me give you a piece of advice. This is a company, not your university. Don't learn to snitch like a woman," the man mocked.

Hearing this, Clair snorted coldly. He originally wanted to ignore this man, but he had already been threatened. If he did not respond, they would really think that he was a pushover who could be manipulated by others.