Shen Weiyi looked at the other person and said, "Do you think what I did was wrong?"
Meng Qiao smiled a bit and replied, "That’s not what I meant, I just think we’re still in our internship period. It’s normal for interns to face some hardships, and even if you have complaints, there’s no need to burn bridges with the person face-to-face to prevent them from giving you a hard time at work later."
Shen Weiyi was silent for a moment and said, "You’re right, but I’ve already run to many places today and don’t want to go out anymore." The other’s words weren’t wrong, but she just didn’t want to put herself down that day.
Moreover, since the other person believed running errands was something interns should do, she hadn’t seen her take the initiative to go and deliver anything.
It’s clear that those who are standing and talking won’t feel the back pain.
Meng Qiao looked at her and smiled again, "Are you upset now?"
"I’m also saying this for your own good." Meng Qiao said.
The last person who preached to her under the pretext of goodwill was Second Uncle Shen; unfortunately, the intentions of Sima Zhao are known to all.
Meng Qiao noticed her somewhat cold attitude and looked at her with a slight probing look, "Weiyi, do you have any complaints about me?"
"No." After all, it was the other colleagues who were judging people behind their backs; she wouldn’t blame her for it.
Meng Qiao paused for a moment, then continued, "I also don’t know why there are rumors in the company saying that I am Mr. Shen’s daughter."
"What?" Meng Qiao was startled.
"Mr. Shen’s daughter, are you?" Shen Weiyi looked directly at her as if she could see through her heart.
Meng Qiao’s eyes flickered briefly, then she smiled at her and said, "Mr. Shen’s surname is Shen, and mine is Meng, what do you think?"
It must be said, the other person was really clever. Her response seemed like a denial, but it wasn’t a complete denial, leaving room for others to guess.
If it was revealed later, she could still say she had denied it, but others didn’t believe her.
Shen Weiyi smiled, didn’t continue, and nodded towards her, "I’ll go back to my seat now."
Meng Qiao watched her back, the smile on her face gradually fading.
She couldn’t really say she was lying; she had never admitted she was Mr. Shen’s daughter.
What others guessed was their business.
However, although she didn’t share the surname Shen, Shen Weiyi did, could it be...
Meng Qiao narrowed her eyes, watching in the direction of Shen Weiyi for a while, then turned back to walk to her own seat.
On the other side, a female colleague took a taxi to Mingyue Royal Garden and hurried to the entrance to hand over the contract to Secretary Jiang, who had been waiting there for a long time. He looked at her and said, "Why so late? Weren’t you supposed to deliver it by three? Do you realize how much loss this delay can cause the company?"
"I’m sorry, Secretary Jiang, there was traffic on the way, so I was late," she apologized, lowering her head repeatedly.
Actually, when Secretary Jiang messaged her, there was enough time, but because she stayed in the pantry chatting about gossip, she missed that message, and by the time she saw it, it was already too late.
That’s why she thought of asking Shen Weiyi to deliver it, but she didn’t expect that she would refuse.
Thinking about it made her even more resentful towards Shen Weiyi, and she complained seemingly unintentionally, "It’s all because the new intern doesn’t know better, that’s why we’re delayed."
"The new intern?" Secretary Jiang couldn’t help but ask.