The matter will be resolved tomorrow, and Su Wansheng slept peacefully that night.

The second is still in Lu Zhenming's car.

Lu Zhenming often picks her up, and everyone is no longer as curious about her husband as they were at the beginning, and it seems that they are used to her having a rich husband.

After the car stopped at the door of the company, she got out of the car and happened to see Song Zhiyue holding a cup of soy milk, drinking it while walking from the direction of the station.

She stood on the steps and waited for her, Song Zhiyue finished drinking the soy milk, threw the paper cup into the trash, and walked towards her.

Before the two could say a word, they turned around and saw Xiang Ran, who had disappeared yesterday afternoon.

Her expression was a little haggard, even with makeup, she could see the black marks on her eyelids,

A colleague greeted her and asked her what she was doing yesterday afternoon.

The two glanced at it and walked towards the door of the company, Song Zhiyue said, "The manager shouldn't ask for leave today, right?" ”

Su Wansheng squeezed the bag strap on his shoulder: "No need to check the monitoring, I already know who did it." ”

As soon as Song Zhiyue heard that she knew, she asked eagerly, "Who?" ”

"Xiang Ran."

Song Zhiyue suddenly passed, and his face was angry.

It turned out to be her!

No wonder she targeted herself everywhere that day, and said that she checked the things of the two of them, and it turned out that she had already calculated it.

This woman is too insidious!

"How do you know?"

Su Wansheng heard the anger in her tone and grabbed her arm: "Brother Zhenming helped me check." ”

"That hypocritical woman must be exposed today!" Song Zhiyue finished speaking indignantly, and then thought of something, and instantly became worried, "We don't have evidence, just with one mouth, the manager won't believe our words." ”

Su Wansheng took off the bag on her shoulder, unzipped it, took out a voice recorder from it, and shook it in front of her.

"I have proof."

Song Zhiyue immediately smiled: "That's really good." ”

Su Wansheng originally wanted to wait for the manager to come and hand over the recorder to her, so that the truth would be revealed.

But because there is still one day to go to the competition, the people in the design department have to have a morning meeting.

This meeting was still presided over by Lin Qingning, and Su Wansheng was still taking minutes in the corner.

The meeting lasted about five minutes when the manager pushed open the door to the conference room and walked in.

Lin Qingning paused and continued to talk about the rules and important content of this competition.

And the manager sat in the first row, as an observer.

After Lin Qingning finished speaking, the manager stood up and said to everyone: "Everyone should know that the design draft of Yin Xiaomo's competition was stolen two days ago, and the superior leaders unanimously decided to cancel Song Zhiyue's qualification for the sake of fairness."

Lin Qingning's brows furrowed slightly, he made such a decision before the matter was clarified, but it was arbitrary.

Lin Qingning's last few words were not important, so Su Wansheng bored writing Lu Zhenming's name on the last page of the notepad.

She is imitating Lu Zhenming's handwriting and writing his name.

After she had written it more than ten times, she felt that her imitation was finally a little similar, and she was complacent when she heard the manager say this.

With a shake of her hand, the tip of the pen slashed out, marking the three similar words, ruining the beauty.

Song Zhiyue was shocked when she heard that she was not allowed to participate in the competition, and then stood up.

"It was Xiang Ran who stole Yin Xiaomo's design draft, not me!"