Yu Keqing felt faintly moved in her heart, she was just a little assistant.
It's not a big deal to be angry with a senior executive, but she didn't expect that this man would actually speak for her in front of her.
Jia Dinah's face darkened, and the hatred in her eyes deepened. She originally wanted to take the opportunity to humiliate this woman, but he actually defended an assistant in front of his subordinates. This made her face look bad. This woman was really in his heart.
It's not simple. What methods did she use to make him love her so much?
However, she is also a smart person. Seeing him calm down the matter, she needlessly stir up trouble to avoid damaging her image. "I am not an unreasonable person, but the discussion was interrupted and everyone's precious time was wasted.
, I just feel a little angry. I hope she will be more careful in what she does."
Cheng Haochen glanced at Yu Keqing and said, "Since Miss Jia doesn't care, you can go out first."
Yu Keqing leaned forward slightly, turned around and left.
Jia Dinah watched Cheng Haochen watch her leave. She clenched her hands into fists, pressed her smooth and translucent nails deeply into the palms of her hands, gritted her teeth tightly, and the angry venom in her heart slowly fermented. Yu Keqing, I won't do this.
It’s easy to let you go!
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In the morning, the flower sender arrived as scheduled. It had been a whole month. She still didn't know who the flower sender was.
Although she tried her best to talk things over, the flower-giver's mouth was as hard as a stone, even harder to open than the emperor's golden mouth.
She once overheard in the tea room that her colleagues were talking about Cheng Haochen's gift. She also thought that being able to send flowers every day was not something that ordinary working-class people could do.
It seemed that the most likely person was Cheng Haochen. But she never asked him. She didn't know whether it was because she didn't dare to ask, or because she didn't dare to face it.
But collecting flowers like this every day also made her extremely troubled. Every day after get off work, she walked into the elevator holding a bouquet of flowers. It looked like a peacock standing among crows.
People must have thought that she must be very proud of collecting flowers every day and deliberately show them off.
But in fact, she felt extremely helpless. If she didn't take it back, it would be an eyesore in the office. Those female colleagues must be feeling sour.
Especially Chen Meimei, who watched the flower-giver enter every time.