Chapter 62 Do you want to fire me?
"What do you mean?" Benjamin asked.
"You don't even know what courtesy is!? Did the company hire you to show off and act tough? If you don't have the ability, then behave yourself!"
"You..." Benjamin was so furious he couldn't find his words. He didn't expect her to be such a fiery little pepper, quite difficult to deal with.
"Once you learn what respect are, then you will have the qualification to knock on my door! Now get out!"
"..." Benjamin was speechless for a moment, and in anger, he left in a huff.
A stunned Abigail looked at Benjamin's departure and then back at the president before her. She was so domineering...
Abella's gaze returned to the manuscript. "We were just discussing this. The puffed sleeves you designed and the hem of this skirt should be altered like this."
Abigail was no longer in the mood to listen. Looking at the girl's strong presence, she swallowed nervously. How cool, when would she be this cool...
"Understood?" Abella raised her gaze to look at her.
"Under-understood..." Abigail snapped out of her thoughts from earlier. "I will go back and make the modifications."
Abigail left with the sketches in her arms, and Joseph raised his thumb in front of Abella.
"Miss Medici, you're so domineering! I've been here for a year and have never seen Benjamin back down like this!" Joseph felt satisfaction in his heart. "This time he hit a hard wall!" "
"I'm in trouble?"
"No, no, no..." Joseph interjected, "But Benjamin is a vengeful person, and he might cause trouble for you later... Miss Medici, you need to be careful!"
"Does he have that ability? Do I look stupid?"
Joseph admired her, so young and yet so elegant!
"In the future, let's not bring in Tom, Dick, and Harry, as it affects the mood."
"Yes!"
Abella leaned back in her chair, exuding an air of dominance, and checked the company's past reports on her computer.
Her phone vibrated at that moment.
Glancing at it, she saw messages from Philippe, her parents, but before she could reply, there was a knock on the door.
"Miss Medici, Ms. Allen from the Human Resources department is here to see you." Joseph's voice came from outside the door, sounding rather ominous.
"Let her in."
Abella put down her phone and looked up at the determined short-haired woman standing before her.
She appeared to be in her twenties, but exuded the commanding presence of a powerful woman.
"Miss Medici, you've just taken office, and already you're wielding such authority!"
Ms. Allen stormed over to Abella, slamming the desk with a resounding noise. "During the company's early days, I was sent here by headquarters to oversee things. And now, Miss Medici, you think you can fire me just like that? What? Is this company your family's business? Why do you think you can do whatever you want? Have you forgotten about headquarters?"
As she said this, she glared angrily at Abella, dissatisfied with her decision.
Many employees who had been eavesdropping from outside were startled. Could you just bang on Miss Medici's desk whenever you pleased? Did you have that much audacity? You dare to glare at Miss Medici!
Abella knew that the office door was wide open, with more than a dozen pairs of eyes watching her. Joseph wanted to ask these people to leave, but they were curious and wanted to know what would happen next, so they refused to budge.
Abella's gaze fell on the woman before her, and she lazily replied, "You're the one who doesn't have headquarters in mind, Ms. Allen. I've reviewed your attendance record, do you have anything to say?"
"Since Miss Medici has looked at my attendance, then you should know better than anyone that I've been diligent and have never arrived late or left early in the past year!"
"I'm the earliest one to arrive and the latest one to leave today!"
"I have a recorded track record of my dedication and attendance for this company!"
"And yet, you inexplicably fire me! Whether you believe it or not, I will make a fuss out of this, report you to headquarters, and ensure you can't stay here!"
There was an uproar outside the office. Ms. Allen had an outrageous temper, daring to speak to Miss Medici like this.
She was just bullying Miss Medici because she was younger!
No one knew if Miss Medici had been intimidated.
Abella observed her, taking her time to respond.
Abella looked at Ms. Allen indifferently and said, "Do you believe the words you just said?"
Ms. Allen felt displeased and responded, "What do you mean by that?"
"Why don't you ask the people outside how many days you spend in the company throughout the year?" Abella suggested.
"What? Are you trying to conspire with those people outside to falsely accuse me?" Ms. Allen sneered.
"I will report everything that happened today to headquarters. I will make you understand the consequences of arbitrarily firing someone! You want me to leave? Ha, I advise you to think about how to keep your current position!"
After Ms. Allen finished her harsh words and was preparing to leave, Abella's voice lazily appeared.
"Wait."
Abella looked at her figure, resembling a queen standing, and said, "This matter does need to be reported to headquarters. They won't know how much rice this pest has consumed from the company throughout the year, and how much resources have been wasted."
"What do you mean by that?" Ms. Allen turned back, glaring at her. 'stop slandering me!"
"I checked the attendance system, and there are traces of modification," Abella said.
She turned the computer 180 degrees and tapped a few times on the keyboard with her slender fingers.
"As the head of the Human Resources Department, you have the authority to log in to the attendance system and manually modify attendance records... Although you erased the modification traces, once you apply the ADS formula and a series of program codes, it can be restored."
Abella restored the annual attendance record with a single click and smirked, "This is your true working time. Throughout the year, with 365 days, you only showed up for 78 days."
Everyone outside was shocked!
Although they had noticed many times that Ms. Allen didn't come to work, they never expected her attendance rate to be so low!
Only 78 days!
"You received a full year's salary and attendance bonuses, including the annual Top Attendance and Employee of the Year bonuses, totaling over 500,000. That should be enough to convict you."
"You... You're defaming me..." Ms. Allen's face turned pale, unable to believe that this girl in front of her could restore her real working days!
But all of this was in the past. As long as she stubbornly denied it, what could the company do?
Was it possible for the attendance record, restored by this girl alone, to prove anything? She knew coding, so it was possible for her to mess up the attendance records! Just to smear the reputation of an old employee!
"Oh, I have extracted all the surveillance footage related to you throughout the year. You appeared in the company for 78 days. Whether it is defamation or not, the police will find out once it reaches the police station."
"What are you trying to do..." Ms. Allen questioned.
"I will submit this evidence to the police. Whether it's black or white, arguing here is meaningless. The police will soon come to a conclusion."
"You..."
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