“I took a 20,000 bonus, and you’re jealous? Su Wan, you’re just a designer, and you still want to be a supervisor?” Yao Xin placed the bonus plaque on the table, pinning down my car keys. On the giant screen behind her, the proposal I had spent a month staying up late to create was playing. Yet the signature bore only her name. Ten minutes earlier, she had relied on this exact proposal to be promoted as acting supervisor. Now, she picked up the microphone and smilingly called out to the colleagues preparing to leave. “Since everyone is here, let me make an announcement. From now on, Su Wan will assist me exclusively. Revising drafts, delivering samples, and picking up and dropping off clients will all be her responsibility.” “Sister Su, come pick me up at 6:30 tomorrow morning.