After Mo Cha slammed the door out of Zhu Shaolan's office, he went back to his work station and packed his things. Without greeting anyone, he got into a taxi with a cardboard box in his arms and headed all the way to Meng Jinhua's residence.After getting into the car, his heart was still beating wildly, his face was flushed, and he hadn't gotten out of the resignation angrily.

What he did in Zhu Shaolan's office just now can be said to be his first confrontation with someone since he grew up, releasing the anger suppressed in his heart all at once.Especially when he tore off the job card and said the words "quit", it was the happiest moment in his life so far!

Sure enough, people can't suppress themselves all the time, and swallowing their anger won't get them the respect they deserve. Honest people will resist when they are in a hurry. In the face of bullying and exploitation in the workplace, you must learn to safeguard your dignity and rights.He was happy for a while, and then he became worried about the future he was about to face.

He was forced to withdraw from the game and lost his job. He was alone in a big city where he didn't know where he was born. How should he go next?How can Zhu Shaolan make her pay for what Zhu Shaolan has done to him?

In the face of such a huge city, his strength alone is really too small, as weak as a grain of dust, and a gust of wind can gently blow him away.

The taxi stopped at the downstairs of Meng Jinhua's house. He walked up the stairs with the cardboard box in his arms, not noticing that a person in a private car not far away was staring at him through sunglasses.

"Sister Jinhua, I'm resigning!" Mo Cha put the cardboard box on the table.

"Isn't there going to be a competition in two days? If you don't hurry up and prepare well, why do you resign at this time?" Jin Hua looked at him in surprise.

"Today the organizing committee sent a notice that I was forced to withdraw from the competition," Mo Cha sat down on the sofa, "Zhu Shaolan talked to me, saying that I signed up for the competition without authorization and harmed the company's interests, so I will be handed over to the HR department Deal with it, I know the matter is irreparable, since I stay there to suffer, why don't I just resign, so as not to be splashed with dirty water by her before leaving."

"This..." Jinhua still didn't realize it.

"Well done!" Gao Shiqian praised, "You have finally taken this step. You have the courage to face unfair treatment. Taking this step is a huge growth for you! Congratulations!"

"Congratulations, the moment when I resigned was really cool, but now I don't know what to do next..." Mo Cha buried his head in the pillow, looking depressed.

"Don't you still have us here? Although we don't have much income now, we can definitely guarantee you three meals a day. Don't worry, you won't starve to death!" Jin Hua patted him on the shoulder.

"But, what about the competition? And our previous plan, it's all in vain..."

Jinhua sighed: "At present, it seems that there is really no way to recover from this matter...Once you withdraw from the competition, Zhu Shaolan can naturally continue to use your creativity to participate in the competition. As for you, a person who is forced to withdraw, no matter from No matter which angle you look at, you can't compete with her."

"Then I have to accept my fate?" Mo Cha looked at Gao Shiqian, "Brother Gao, what can you do?"

"Tell me how you were forced to retire."

Mo Cha recounted what happened in the morning, and Gao Shiqian pondered for a while, then suddenly thought of something: "How many people are there in the jury for this competition?"

Mo Cha opened the webpage and looked it up: "The judges are all business owners, researchers, and top models in the clothing industry and clothing culture industry. There are 3 judges each from home and abroad."

"Who are the judges in China?" Jinhua asked, "Except for Wang Zhouyu, the chairman of Hongzhou International, who has a close relationship with Zhu Shaolan, and there must be some tricks between the two of them. It is likely that you were forced to withdraw from the competition." It was operated through him in the dark. Besides him, who are the other two?"

"One is Liang Lusi, an international supermodel, and the other is Shen Zhiwen, the dean of Huaxia Clothing Culture Research Institute."

"Shen Zhiwen..." Jinhua recalled, "he was one of the judges last season. I remember that when I showed my design work, he appreciated it very much and gave me a high score. Later, Zhu Shaolan accused me of plagiarism. At the time, I saw him shaking his head and sighing in the judges' seat, with a disappointed expression on his face..."

Gao Shiqian also searched for Shen Zhiwen's information on the Internet: "This Mr. Shen Zhiwen is over 50 years old this year. He has been committed to the research and restoration of Chinese costumes. He has excavated and protected many precious ancient tombs many times. Under his skillful hands, many exquisite ancient costumes have been restored and reborn..." While reading the information about Shen Zhiwen on the Internet, he felt a strong admiration spontaneously in his heart.

"Mr. Shen Zhiwen is highly respected, and he is the one with the most weight among the three judges." Mo Chadao, "If we can get his support, there may be a chance of survival. It's a pity that we are just little-known people, how can we With his help..."

"If you don't try it, how will you know if it will work?" Gao Shiqian said, he was full of admiration for Mr. Shen, and wished he could visit him right away.

"We don't even know where he lives or what his phone number is. How can we ask him for help?" He, talk to him, how can he persuade him to help? Could it be that Zhu Shaolan plagiarized my work and forced me to withdraw from the competition? I am afraid that no one is willing to get involved in this kind of thing. He is not close to us. No reason, even if you believe our words, there is no reason to help us get involved in such a big matter."

"Yeah, from what you've said, there's really no hope at all..." Jin Hua sighed, "Everyone knows how to protect oneself, and with Mr. Shen's status, there's no need to offend others for the sake of us little bastards. Already!"

"Forget it, forget it," Mo Cha stood up, "Don't think about it, I'll maintain the online store, and this will be my main battleground from now on, and I won't mention those old things anymore, just let Zhu Shaolan go, I'll just let her go." When bitten by a dog!"

Mo Cha and Jinhua got up to work on the online store, only Gao Shiqian sat there, staring at Shen Zhiwen's photo on the webpage, lost in thought.

In the photo, Shen Zhiwen is over 50 years old, with eyes, elegant and modest temperament, and a few strands of silver-white hair on his head highlight his vicissitudes and connotations.Holding a magnifying glass in his hand, he is carefully observing the mottled patterns on an ancient costume, as if searching for the most exquisite pattern in the world...

A strong intuition told Gao Shiqian that Shen Zhiwen must be someone who can help them!

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