Jin Fengnan immediately took two reporters into Luo Wentao's office.
"Lulu, are you really leaving?" Seeing Xia Lu returning to her spot to organize her documents and other office supplies, Jin Meng hurried over, comforting her, "What President Jin said earlier was probably just for the media that were following behind, to hear. In a few days, when the storm blows over, they'll definitely let you come back. You didn't do anything wrong; they will certainly vindicate you."
"Dream on," scoffed a colleague as they rolled their eyes contemptuously, "A stain like selling copyrights is indelible for life unless you have the money and power to go independent. Which company would want such a person, afraid of stirring up trouble? Xia Lu is not some famous designer; with this kind of scandal, forget about continuing in this industry. You'd better switch careers and find a place where no one recognizes you; maybe then you can find a way to survive."