When Jing Miao returned to the company, it was almost time to get off work.
Before I walked into the secretariat's office door, I heard the discussion coming from inside.
"Sister Mo, sending invitations is not a big deal, but it is not a small thing. Usually we send invitations and gifts, but that Jing Miao didn't bring anything, so she did it alone.
It’s okay if we don’t finish it, but what if we mess up? If Mr. He blames us, we will be unlucky.”
"What are you worried about? She's an intern and doesn't know anything. We just say that she's rushing to do something. It's normal if she messes up. Just fire her. Anyway, the most indispensable thing in the company is such an all-round handyman."
Mo Weilan's voice was full of contempt, as if she was 100% sure that she could take this opportunity to make Jing Miao pack up and leave.
Jing Miao felt a little cold in her heart, knowing that she was just being treated as a spear user, but she had no way to refuse such a fate.
When I was young, I always felt that freedom meant being able to do whatever I wanted. But when I grew up and entered society, I realized that freedom actually meant being able to do nothing without wanting to do anything.
After adjusting his smile, Jing Miao opened the office door with a very happy expression, and the discussion immediately disappeared.
"Done?" Mo Weilan raised her eyebrows slightly, folded her hands on her chest, and had a sarcastic smile on her lips.
Jing Miao nodded broadly, "I met a good person, and I successfully sent out all the invitations."
Mo Weilan frowned and snorted coldly, "Jing Miao, whether you can do your job well or not is a matter of ability, and whether you can do it or not is a matter of attitude. You didn't finish such a big thing as the company's anniversary in person?"
Jing Miao didn't expect that she would be so persistent in pursuing him, so he replied in a low voice, "That Mrs. Huangfu promised to pass it on to me."
As soon as he finished speaking, the people around him fell silent. Mo Weilan's eyes instantly became strange, and he asked with great uncertainty, "Huangfu Qingyuan?"
Jing Miao nodded, prepared to be scolded again, but she didn't expect that Mo Weilan just looked at her deeply and left seductively on high heels.
Jing Miao packed up her things and got off work, no longer caring about those shady colleagues.
I went to the hospital to see my mother. As soon as I walked out of the inpatient building of the hospital, I received a call from Zhang Taotao.
"Why do you want to go out to eat today?" Jing Miao suddenly leaned on the sofa. He was exhausted after walking for a day.
"I have a new goal." Zhang Taotao blinked her thick eyelashes. Following the direction of her charming eyes, Jing Miao saw a familiar person.