Alice pulled up her pants, pushed open the door, and walked out of the restroom. Her colleagues along the way were all surprised to see her drenched appearance.
Alice went straight to the employee lounge.
A few people, led by Zhang Luo, were laughing and chatting inside.
Seeing Alice in such a sorry state, they couldn't help but mock her.
"Is the client you brought in today worth celebrating by pouring water on yourself?"
"It's only a few tens of thousands of yuan, with a commission of two thousand yuan. Is it worth it?"
"Poor people haven't seen money before, have they?"
"Doesn't she have a backer? Didn't the higher-ups give her any money?"
"Men's money isn't that easy to come by..."
Alice suppressed her anger and asked, "Who went to the restroom just now? Who poured water on me?
