Bossy President You Are So Bad
Chapter 65 I'm Not a Sage

A new week came. Becca Garcia felt that even the air was fresh in Heyday Group without Laura Garcia.

"Good morning, Becca Garcia." A colleague greeted Becca Garcia.

Becca Garcia smiled. When she sat down, someone placed a box of cakes on her table.

"Becca Garcia, you haven't had breakfast yet, have you? I take you the red bean cake from the MC Restaurant this morning."

Becca Garcia looked at the person who sent her the red bean cake in confusion. He was a bronze-level designer, and Becca Garcia even didn't know his name.

"I also buy an extra cup of milk tea. Becca Garcia, you have a try." The other colleague also came over.

Becca Garcia raised her eyebrows. She didn't forget that her seat was splashed with instant noodles a few days ago. These people's attitudes changed so fast.

"I already eat food." Becca Garcia pushed the things away and looked at these people with a smile.

"Becca Garcia, don't be so polite. I know early that you are the most talented among these newcomers. When Laura Garcia said that you were a plagiarist, I was on your side."

"Yes, so do I. I know that Laura Garcia has no real skills. Who knows how she joins in Heyday Group?"

These two people talked to each other, but Becca Garcia did not reply.

"Becca Garcia." After watching them from the side for a long time, Vivian also came forward and said, "I'm sorry for what happened before. We were deceived by Laura Garcia. It was a big deal, so we said those words out of desperation..."

Becca Garcia finally understood.

These people were very shrewd. When Laura Garcia was not fired, they were her lackeys. Now Laura Garcia left, they tried to please her.

Their relationship was indeed the most worthless thing.

"Forget it." Becca Garcia sat down and said, "I don't take it seriously."

"Really? You are so kind." Vivian and other newcomers around Becca looked at each other and laughed.

"I hear from Janet Wilson that you guided her last time, and she won the appreciation of Ms. Gates because of this work. We are all colleagues. Can you give us some guidance?" Becca Garcia looked up at Vivian and crossed her arms.

"I guide Janet Wilson because she is my best friend. At that time, everyone didn't believe me, but she never doubted me. What about you? You said that I was a plagiarist and destroyed your reputation." Vivian felt embarrassed, "Don't you say that you don't take it seriously?"

"Yes. But it only means that I won't pursue this matter with you anymore. I don't say that I will help you because of this. I'm not a saint, and I won't help others who want to hurt me." Becca Garcia said indifferently.

"You are so petty!" Vivian said angrily, "We are on the same team. Why don't you help us?"

"Vivian." Becca Garcia corrected her, "Haven't you figured out the rules of the game for so long? Although we're in the same team, we're also competitors. If I have time and energy, I will study my own work carefully. Why am I so stupid to guide you to get myself in trouble?"

Why was she so stupid?

Becca Garcia rolled her eyes.

Vivian was so angry that her face turned red. Others also looked at Becca Garcia with resentment and then went back to their seats.

Janet Wilson came late and missed a good show. She felt that the atmosphere in the office was a little tense, but she did not care about it. She bit the apple and walked toward Becca Garcia happily. "Here you are. These are bread and soya-bean milk made by my mother, and a big apple." Janet Wilson's bulging bag instantly shriveled up after taking out the breakfast for Becca Garcia. "Orange is the best." Becca Garcia picked it up with satisfaction.

The two people who had just sent breakfast to Becca Garcia felt awkward for a while.

"Hey, have you quarreled with Kelly Clark recently?" Janet Wilson was a little confused, "Why didn't he take you to work anymore?"

Janet Wilson lowered her voice and whispered to Becca Garcia.

Becca Garcia was busy with her work and pondered for a while. She didn't know how to tell Janet Wilson that she had moved out of Nova.

Previously, she was not sure about Kelvin Lewis's attitude toward her and thought that even if she said it out, Janet Wilson would not believe it. But now, she and Kelvin Lewis had clearly understood each other's feelings, so it was not good for Janet Wilson to misunderstand.

"It's a long story." Becca Garcia said seriously, "I'll replace an opportunity to tell you."

Janet Wilson felt that her expression was a little strange, but she didn't ask again when it was working time after all.

There was some difference between the second round and the last round. There were many brands under the name of Heyday Group. Among them, the most famous one was the sports series of GM. Therefore, this round was not only for the design competition itself, but also for the preparation of bringing out new winter products of GM.

Because of Kelvin Lewis, Becca Garcia knew that the second floor of the exhibition hall was filled with all the new products released by GM before. At noon, she wanted to take Janet Wilson to have a look, but Janet played games all night last night. After breakfast, she couldn't even raise her eyelids and just wanted to lie and sleep.

There was nothing Becca Garcia could do about it. She had no choice but to go to the hall alone.

Vivian happened to come out of the bathroom. She saw Becca Garcia going downstairs. After a moment of suspicion, she secretly followed behind her.

Becca Garcia didn't notice the person behind her. She opened the door of the hall room. Human models and colorful clothes dazzled her. She stepped in and walked into this lively palace like Cinderella.

When she was still a student, the then flourishing GM had always been known as a textbook design series. In college times, every young man and woman was proud to have one piece of the new product of GM.

Becca Garcia, standing with these clothes that she once could only see in textbooks, felt like she was in a dream.

She had never thought that one day, she would be able to work in GM and stand on this land of prosperity.

Seeing that all Becca Garcia's mind's on the clothes, Vivian made a sinister smile. She looked down at the lock hanging on the door.

"You are nothing but with a little design talent." What's there for you to be so proud of?"

Vivian quietly locked the lock again and threw the key into the trash can next to her.

Very few people would come to the hall room on the second floor. She wanted to see how long Becca Garcia could tolerate in here.

Becca Garcia looked through all the clothes and remembered their design characteristics and material. She touched her pocket and wanted to check the time, only to replace that she forgot to bring her mobile phone when she came here.

She was afraid that she would miss work in the afternoon and was ready to leave. However, when she stretched out her hand to pull the door, the door was motionless. No matter how hard she tried, she could not open it.

Is the door broken?

Becca Garcia patted the door. "Is there anyone outside?"

The whole second floor was empty, and her voice was blocked by the door. After spreading in the air for a while, the sound of her voice completely vanished.

Becca Garcia shouted for a long time, but no one responded. She stood at the door in a daze, unable to figure out why she was locked here.

How would she be discovered? Janet Wilson should have known that she had come here. When she woke up and saw that she had not returned for a long time, she should have brought someone to save her! Becca Garcia could only pray that Janet Wilson didn't just fall asleep back then and missed what she had just said.

She looked around and walked toward the window.

Although this was the second floor, there was a small platform outside not far down the window. As long as she jumped down, she could climb down the pillar to the first floor. She had been locked up by John Garcia a lot when she was a child. She had a lot of experience in escaping from prison.

However, there was a safety nail on the window here. She couldn't get out of such a small gap.

Becca Garcia pondered for a while. She didn't know who gave her confidence, but she just wanted to give it a try. However, the result was that after she stepped out one leg, the window page tightly stuck her in the middle. She couldn't get in or out.

Becca Garcia tried her best to pull her body, only to feel that she was about to be out of breath being squeezed by the window.

"Hey! Is anyone here? Come and save me!" Becca Garcia cried miserably facing the outside, but now was the working hours of the afternoon. The basketball court outside was empty. There was not even a bird, let alone a person.

This was too tragic!

Becca Garcia burst into tears. Had she known earlier, she would have been waiting for Janet Wilson to save her. Now, who knew how long she would be stuck here?

Finally, half an hour later, a voice came from downstairs.

"Are you enjoying the scenery upstairs?"

Becca Garcia stopped crying. She looked down and saw a man in a navy blue single-furred coat sitting in a wheelchair. He raised his chin up slightly and looked at her at the most perfect angle.000☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐