People around were even more surprised by his two questions, their jaws almost dropping to the ground.
What’s going on here?
What kind of relationship does this newcomer have with Director White?
Not only did he take the initiative to greet her, but those two questions, although they sounded normal and unremarkable, seemed like a conversation between acquaintances.
And the kind of acquaintance with a good relationship.
He didn’t even speak so casually to Lisha Alcock just now.
Originally, since Joanna was a newcomer, not many people paid much attention to her.
But after Gary White’s greeting, everyone present began to quietly guess the nature of their relationship.
Many people also started to secretly pay attention to Joanna.
Lisha Alcock first showed a dumbfounded expression, then after a few seconds, her face darkened and she looked at Joanna with a hint of coldness.
When she saw Joanna’s appearance clearly, she hesitated for several seconds, and her face became even more ugly.
She bit her lip, pinched her palm with her nails, and then turned her head to ask her assistant who was holding an umbrella for her, "Who is that woman? Is she a friend of Director White’s?"
She hadn’t noticed it before.
The assistant glanced at Joanna and then shook his head, whispering, "I don’t know her, but it seems like she has a good relationship with Director White. To be greeted by him voluntarily, she must be a close acquaintance."
Lisha suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of crisis.
She bit her lip, furrowed her eyebrows, and turned to look at Joanna again.
Her gaze fell on that exquisite and beautiful face without a single flaw, and her eyebrows couldn’t help but furrow tighter, the sense of crisis becoming more and more intense.
She asked with a bit of irritation, "What do you think of that woman’s appearance?"
The assistant had been with Lisha for several years.
So, naturally, he knew about her thoughts on Gary White.
When he heard her question, he hesitated for a moment, looked at her face, then carefully replied after a few seconds, "Not bad, she looks pretty good. But compared to you, Lisha, she’s still far off."
After hearing this, Lisha’s gloomy face eased a little.
But she still didn’t look very happy.
Looking at Joanna’s shiny white skin, she couldn’t help but feel a touch of jealousy, "Really? I think she looks pretty good, and it seems like Director White likes her, too."
"How could that be possible? She looks like an underage girl, with no femininity at all. There’s no way Director White would like that kind of little girl."
The assistant thought to himself that the young lady was indeed beautiful, dazzlingly so.
Although she seemed young, she was not the kind of "little girl with no femininity" he had described.
He had just glanced at her, and his heartbeat still hadn’t settled down.
That look made him remember his first love.
A girl he had a crush on in senior high school.
This girl was much prettier and more innocent than the goddess he secretly loved.
Absolute straight male’s favorite type.
But he dared not say that out loud.
If he said that the girl was beautiful, Lisha would definitely tell him to get lost immediately.
"You’re right." Lisha’s face finally showed a bit of a smile, as she sneered, "Just a little girl, still very immature."
She was not worth being her rival at all.
She didn’t know what was wrong with her just now, actually feeling threatened.
A man like Gary White would like mature, sexy women.