NovelStartFinnley told Jennifer, "If there's any problem at work, feel free to ask me." Then he explained, “I'm worried that the e-mail | sent you might not be detailed enough.” "Thank you." Jennifer always had a smile on her face, "I have read them carefully. You wrote it in detail. Finnley, thank you.” Finnley was relieved, he smiled. From today on, he and Jennifer would be Ivan’s most trusted help in the company.
"Ms. Brooks, nice to meet you!" Mya walked over and bowed to Jennifer. She felt really happy for her.
Jennifer looked at her, smiled, and touched her hair. "Nice to see you here.” Then she walked to her desk and sat down in her chair.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtMya stood still and found Finnley staring at her and looking at her up and down.
He frowned as he saw her jeans and different-colored shoes as well as her braided hair.
"What?" Mya looked at him. "Is there anything wrong? What's that look on your face?” "As the vice president's assistant, the way you dressed is really inappropriate.” Finnley took her as a child and said patiently.
"What do you think?” Mya blinked her eyes and looked back at Jennifer.
Jennifer looked calm and did not speak.
"Ms. Brooks didn’t say anything about the way | dress. What's inappropriate about it?" Mya retorted him, "I didn’t even reveal my skin.” Finnley said, “Anyway, don't dress like this tomorrow. Ms. Brooks has just taken office and there are a lot of discussions about her. You should keep it a low profile as helping her.” "But | like the way | dress." Mya felt wronged but had decided to compromise, "Or you can take me shopping after work. | don't know what your preferences are. Anyway, this is how | always dress.” That was true. Every time Finnley saw her, she was strangely dressed.
Finnley smiled and left without answering.
Mya looked at his back and pouted. He didn’t call her up in the morning and got her late for work! After checking two statements, Mya, who studied finance in university, actually found two mistakes. Her rigorous work impressed Linda.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmShe was only 20, she shouldn't be Finnley's girlfriend, right? Finnley was a mature man and he should not like her type.
Soon, someone sent the name tags here, Jennifer's was VP while Mya's was VP's Assistant. It was regulated that every employee here needed to wear their name tags.
When Mya finished her work, she got up and said to Jennifer, "Ms. Brooks, | need to go downstairs and | will come back soon.” "Go ahead." Jennifer was not a nosy person, so she didn't ask any questions.
Mya left and went down upstairs taking the elevator. She went to a floor, went straight to the financial department, and immediately saw the two girls she had met in the elevator this morning.
She walked towards them and found that they were sitting next to each other, still whispering about something. Mya knew that they must be gossiping about Jennifer.
Mya stood still, knocked on the table, and the two clerks looked up at her, "Who are you?” Mya pointed at her name tag. "Mr. Marsh wants to see you two.” "Mr. Marsh?" The two clerks looked at each other with both joy and confusion. “Why does he want to see us?” "How do | know?" said Mya, "I was just conveying his words.” The clerks stood up in confusion and thought maybe they were getting a promotion.
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