"Wow! As expected of Tang Song! So impressive!"
Li Shumin exclaimed, her eyes sparkling as she typed: "@Tang Song, thank you, senior. Senior, you're amazing. This is so reassuring to hear, I'm touched!"
Yao Lingling gave her a playful slap, "Haha, you know how to suck up now?"
Li Shumin smiled awkwardly, shrinking her neck.
The two chatted with Tang Song in the group for a while, then finally put down their phones and began to discuss the upcoming resignation matters.
Yao Lingling looked at Tang Song's profile picture, feeling full of helplessness.
The senior is really good, but the more you realize how excellent he is, the more you feel unworthy.
Originally, she fantasized that her work would win an award, become a famous designer, and then boldly express her feelings.
But now everything has returned to square one.
She and Minmin still need his help to arrange jobs, which just makes her feel even more inferior.
Just then, a sound of footsteps approached.
