Semua Bab No Commission? Watch Me Raise Hell in the Tax Bureau: Bab 1 - Bab 10

"Mr. Holmes, you mentioned last time you wanted to poach me, right? I'm in."My voice was steady as I spoke in the stairwell. "Julia, your talent won't be wasted at our company," Mr. Holmes said, sounding pleased on the other end of the line. "In addition to the salary we discussed before, I'll also give you equity incentives."After a few polite exchanges, I hung up and prepared to return to my desk for the handover. However, the moment I stepped out of the stairwell, I ran into Hannah Storrie and several colleagues. "Well, if it isn't Ms. Quigley. You weren't hiding in the stairwell crying by yourself, were you?" Hannah drawled out. Her voice dripped with feigned concern."Don't be discouraged, though. A social butterfly like you will be popular anywhere. Surrounded by men, you'll never have to worry about running out of business."My expression darkened as I snapped, "Hannah, what exactly are you implying? I got where I am through my own abilities. Who are you to take cheap

"The pay isn't great, but at least it's better than going hungry, right?"Ava and the others burst into laughter at once, talking over one another in agreement. "Ms. Storrie truly is an angel!""Exactly! What's wrong with being a cleaning lady? Earning an honest living isn't shameful.""Julia, hurry and thank Ms. Storrie!"I looked at Hannah's face, which was twisted with malice, and suddenly smiled. My gaze swept past my colleagues before finally settling on her. "For Mr. Langley's 300-million deal, the commission the company promised me was three million dollars. But with a single word from Mr. Zane, it was taken away from me just like that."I pointed at the people whose expressions had begun to waver. "If Peter can steal my commission away just like that today, who knows if you…" I paused, and my finger drifted toward another person, "Or you—might suffer the same fate?"The office instantly fell silent. Some of them instinctively avoided my gaze, while others stole g

"Julia, you bitch!"I turned around to see Hannah storming toward the doorway. "It was you!" she screeched. "You must've set me up. You knew that document was important, yet you deliberately goaded me into destroying it!"My smile waned as I spoke into the phone. "Sorry, Mr. Holmes. Something's come up on my end. Let's talk another day."I looked at Hannah coldly. "Hannah, if you're mentally ill, go see a doctor. Don't stand here making a scene."Having delusions is an illness too. It's better to get treated as soon as possible. Do you want me to recommend a doctor?"My words left her choking with anger. Her face was flushed."Stop acting like you're innocent!" she shouted. She grabbed my wrist when she saw that I was about to leave. "Come back with me. Go explain it to Mr. Zane. It was you who baited me into shredding that document. You have to go back and clear this up for me!"Pain shot through my wrist, and I frowned. "Listen up, Hannah," I hissed, wrenching my hand fr

"Julia, stop acting like you're fearless!" Hannah snapped. "I can't believe you still have the nerve to smile at a time like this."My chest tightened. I wasn't reluctant to let them reap what I sowed, but I still explained everything to them clearly. "The file is on my work computer, Ms. Storrie," I said. "Didn't you search it thoroughly already? It's also clearly stated on the handover checklist that all related technical materials were retained according to the law."Hannah's face paled. Her eyes darted across the room as she looked everywhere but me. Her voice was beginning to waver. "That's impossible. I checked everything. There was no such file!""There's no way I would've left something so important in plain sight," I said, my voice tinged with contempt. "It's in the hidden private partition on the hard drive. If you had actually read the handover documents carefully, you would know."Peter immediately brightened. Barely able to contain his delight, he said hastily, "Th

Ava, who had been hiding in the corner the whole time, sidled up to me. "My judgment has failed me before, and I was fooled by Ms. Storrie," she said. "I heard you've already found a new position. Could you… put in a referral for me?"I looked at her and suddenly found this situation a little ridiculous. These people were always weighing the pros and cons, always searching for the next person to cling to. "My job doesn't allow that," I replied bluntly. The elevator doors slowly closed, completely shutting me out of the company I had spent half of my youth in. Through the narrowing gap, I took one last look at the place where I had strived for countless days and nights. I felt unexpectedly calm. I landed a nine-to-five job. The pay wasn't high, but it was stable. Most of my colleagues were middle-aged and treated me kindly. Besides, the savings I had accumulated over the years were enough for me to live comfortably. I finally had time to learn flower arranging and sign up f