The two of them walked straight into their departnt’s office. As soon as Song Qiao entered, she saw three unfamiliar faces... or rather, girls. They looked very young, perhaps around twenty years old or so, even younger than herself.
The three girls sat together, discussing sothing indistinct, occasionally bursting into laughter, while everyone else was busy working. It seed that only these three had ti to spare.
Lu An’an rely glanced at the three of them before she returned to her seat.
Song Qiao didn’t say anything either. After greeting a colleague nearby, she headed straight for her own spot.
However, she had only taken a few steps when a haughty female voice rang out, "Hey... go make three cups of coffee for us."
Everyone’s gaze suddenly lifted, and then all eyes fell on Song Qiao, their expressions ranging from astonishnt to scrutiny as they turned to look at the three won – one of whom had spoken. So colleagues looked upset and were about to stand up and say sothing, but Song Qiao gave them a slight smile and gestured to stay put.
The colleague turned to Song Qiao, imdiately catching the cunning smile in her eyes, and stayed seated.
Everyone knew that, although Song Qiao seed like an innocent little rabbit, she was not soone easy to provoke. Moreover, with Lu An’an there, fiercely protective of Song Qiao to the death, everyone in the office had experienced Lu An’an’s biting wit. They speculated that soone capable of going head-to-head with Lu An’an had yet to be born.
Lu An’an was good in every aspect except maybe, just too overprotective.
Provoking her was one thing, but it was best not to ss with the people she cared about, otherwise she could annihilate her opponent in seconds.
Lu An’an had lost her temper before, precisely because these people wanted Song Qiao’s position. Naturally, Lu An’an disagreed, and she almost made the three girls cry on the spot with her scathing words, causing them to run and complain to their supervisor in indignation.
But the supervisor couldn’t really reprimand Lu An’an. Her abilities were well known, and even the big Boss held her in high esteem. So, he didn’t say much aside from a few admonishing words, eventually following up with so reluctant praise of Lu An’an’s capabilities.
That’s the different treatnt you get when you have the skills.
Song Qiao turned her gaze towards the three won, smiling slightly and pointing to her own face, she spoke up, "Are you calling ?"
The girl who had ordered Song Qiao around heard her and seed to not have caught on, her face showing a contemptuous look as if she was so pampered rich young lady, speaking arrogantly, "Who else would I be calling if not you? Go make us three cups of coffee with milk and sugar."
That girl had not seen Song Qiao before and assud she was the new assistant to so agent.
And seeing how pretty Song Qiao was, even prettier than so celebrities, she wanted to push her around a bit.
Song Qiao’s lips curled, her face still wearing a gentle smile as she replied bluntly, "Sorry, I am not your servant, and you have no right to order around. Besides, don’t you have hands and feet? Can’t you make it yourself? Or are your limbs disabled?"
The girl apparently did not expect Song Qiao to be so unpleasant in her response, imdiately turning red with anger, she stood up and snapped at Song Qiao, "How dare you speak like that? It’s just making coffee, why so malicious? Believe it or not, I can have you fired?"
Upon hearing this, Song Qiao was amused and responded, "Well then, go ahead and have soone fire ."
The girl did not expect Song Qiao to say this and was at a loss for words, "You..."
Song Qiao looked at the girl in front of her, understanding naturally that she must be a relative of so high-level executive in the company.
Shen Yi and Lin Musen were the true power players behind the scenes. Her relationships with them were good, and she didn’t rely on connections to get in – she relied on her abilities. In any case, Shen Yi was naturally not going to fire her.
Shen Yi had even said before that unless she wanted to leave on her own, the company’s doors would always be open for her.
"Song Qiao." Just at that mont, a woman dressed in a smart work outfit appeared at the door, saying, "Is Song Qiao coming to work today?"
A colleague sitting near the door saw the woman and imdiately stood up to greet her politely, "Secretary He."
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