She did not quite understand why, if it was a major client, they insisted on sending a newcomer like her. What if she said something wrong?
All she could do was speak less and listen more to their conversations for experience.
Soon, the collaborative partner arrived.
The visitor was a man in his forties, pot-bellied, with a male assistant following him.
As soon as their project manager saw them, he hurriedly went up to greet them, engaging in a round of pleasantries.
They were then shown to their seats.
"Xiaoli, why don’t you sit next to Director Zhang and pour him a glass of wine?"
Their project manager spoke up.
Li Zaijun hesitated, was that... her being called?
Upon seeing General Manager Zhang’s greasy appearance, her eyes twitched subtly, as it dawned on her what the project manager’s purpose might have been in bringing her and the other female intern.
This project manager, could it be that he saw that she and the other intern were young and specifically brought them to keep the clients company?
With this thought, her expression involuntarily darkened, and she said, keeping her head down, "I’m sorry, Manager, I’m allergic to alcohol."
"Allergic? I’m not asking you to drink—"
Li Zaijun, "I can’t even smell it."
"No, what I mean is, Xiaoli, you—"
"Manager, Xiaojun is not comfortable drinking, but I’m just as good," said the other long-haired intern, giving Li Zaijun a gentle smile as she helped deflect the situation, avoiding any awkwardness right then.
Seeing this, the manager, albeit displeased, glanced at Li Zaijun.
Yet, Li Zaijun was already upset. The reason she had gone to interview at this company was that they offered a salary during the internship, and it wasn’t low—six thousand a month. She was still living in the school dormitory, which was free, but once she started working for real, she planned to rent a place outside, which would cost money.
But she had not expected that they would make them female interns handle clients at the drinking table, or to put it crudely, to keep them company with drinks!
Li Zaijun didn’t budge, while the other long-haired intern gently sat next to the client, occasionally pouring him wine.
Watching this scene, she felt indescribably complicated inside.
This girl was also a sincere and good girl who took her job seriously. She had taken on this task for herself, but did she also feel reluctant?
That day at the interview, she had clearly remembered seeing this girl leave joyfully in the arms of her boyfriend, eventually sitting on his small electric scooter as they left together.
But society is a giant dye vat, faced with various traps and temptations. Who can actually stay clear-headed in the face of it all?
If she is considered aloof, then there was nothing she could do about it.
After what had happened with her ex-boyfriend, she had seen through their true nature at a glance, which only made her feel nauseous.
Midway, Li Zaijun made an excuse to go to the restroom because she really couldn’t stay there any longer.
Because the client was even making jokes about women, clearly not taking either of them seriously.
The restroom on the second floor was equally upscale.
As Li Zaijun came out of the restroom, preparing to go downstairs, her gaze inadvertently swept across the upper floor, and she suddenly froze as she spotted someone.
She saw two figures sitting by a floor-to-ceiling window.
The woman, with her back to her, had long curls.
Li Zaijun couldn’t see her face but could tell from her posture and attire that she was a very tasteful, elegant woman.
Across from her sat a man dressed in a dark shirt and suit pants—Shen Lin.
That was the first thought that popped into her head.