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Chapter 412

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"Sister Shu doesn't seem to be around. Why don't you let that person wait outside?"

Hearing this.

That person was stunned. "Then I'll bring her to the VIP room?"

He Moqing sneered. "CEO Hong is in the VIP room. Can you take responsibility for offending him? Just get her to wait downstairs. "

"This … isn't too good. After all, she's here to look for Sister Shu."

The woman with the bra was a little reserved.

He Moqing glanced at her with a hint of disdain and sarcasm in her eyes.

Her face was full of superiority. "Jiajia, you have to work hard too. A year ago, we were in the same batch of interns. Now, you're still the most marginal person on the second floor. You might as well go home and sell fish for your mother. "

With that …

Jiajia's face turned red and pale, but the others either laughed at her or buried themselves in their work and pretended not to hear.

Everyone knew that Jiajia's family was not well off and she relied on her mother to sell fish to support her family.

As for He Moqing, she was wearing branded clothes and was still living in a villa. The difference in social status between the two of them was huge.

"I'll go and deliver tea to CEO Hong."

Before Jiajia could leave, He Moqing called out to her condescendingly.

"Wait."

Jiajia stopped in her tracks and did not dare to turn back.

At this moment.

He Moqing walked towards her and smiled softly. "I'm afraid you can't take care of CEO Hong. Let me send him off.

As for the one who came to get the parcel, tell her not to go upstairs. Who knows if her hands and feet are clean? "

With that said …

He Moqing smiled and left confidently.

When Jiajia left with an ugly expression, she bumped into He Moqing touching up her makeup at the corner of the long corridor.

On the second floor, He Moqing was indeed one of the prettiest.

Jiajia pursed her lips, adjusted her black-rimmed glasses, and went downstairs silently.

She asked the front desk and found the young lady who was holding the parcel. Seven Questions

"Miss, may I know who you are …"

Halfway through Jiajia's sentence, Bei Yunge turned around. Her bright and beautiful face made one instantly dazed.

However, there was no warmth in her beautiful eyes.

After Jiajia came back to her senses, she immediately continued, "You, you're Miss Pei who's here to collect the parcel, right?"

Bei Yunge replied, "Yes."

At this moment.

Jiajia felt that she had heard the surname 'Pei' somewhere before.

Yet, he couldn't remember.

Jiajia glanced at Bei Yunge and bowed seriously to Bei Yunge. "I'm sorry, Miss Pei. Sister Shu isn't here. I might have to trouble you to wait here.

While you're waiting, I'll be here with you. Is that okay? "

Hearing this, Pei Yunge glanced at Director Lin unconsciously.

She asked, "How long will it take?"

"If Sister Shu wants to have a meeting, it will take at least twenty minutes and at most forty minutes …"

"Then can I go upstairs?" Bei Yunge asked.

Previously, when she came to the Huo Corporation, Ceng Xu had personally come down to pick her up. She had also used the exclusive elevator.

This time, he did not expect that things would become so troublesome when Ceng Xu was not around.

"… I may not have the right to do so."

Jiajia said awkwardly.

Supervisor Qian hated her to begin with. If Supervisor Qian used this as an excuse to make a fuss, she might be fired.

If she were to resign, how would the family be able to handle it?

Bei Yunge could tell that Jiajia was in a difficult position, so she did not insist. Instead, she sent Ceng Xu a message.

But after a few minutes, the message was like a stone sinking into the sea.

There was no reply.

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