The two of them walked straight into their department’s office, and as soon as Song Qiao entered, she saw three unfamiliar faces... or rather, girls, who looked very young, about twenty years old or so, still younger than she was.
The three girls were sitting together, discussing something that made them burst into laughter from time to time. Everyone else was busy working, and it seemed only these three were idle.
Lu An’an merely glanced at the trio before returning to her seat.
Song Qiao didn’t say anything either. After greeting a colleague nearby, she headed straight for her spot.
But she had only taken a few steps when a slightly arrogant female voice rang out, "Hey... go make three cups of coffee for us."
All eyes suddenly lifted, then settled on Song Qiao, everyone looking baffled, then turned to the three women, one of whom had spoken. The room was filled with varying looks, with some colleagues seemingly unable to stand it and wanting to rise to say something, but Song Qiao merely smiled faintly and looked at them, signaling them not to move.
The colleague looked at Song Qiao and immediately detected the sly smirk in her eyes, and decided not to stand up.
Everyone knew that although Song Qiao appeared to be a meek little rabbit, in fact, she was not someone to be trifled with. Besides, there was Lu An’an, who was fiercely protective of Song Qiao, and whose sharp tongue was well-known in the office. It was believed nobody who could rival Lu An’an had been born yet.
Lu An’an was generally nice, but was overly protective.
Others could provoke her alright, but it was best not to mess with the people she cared about, or she might obliterate them in seconds.
Lu An’an had lost her temper before when these people wanted to take Song Qiao’s place, and naturally, she would not agree. She nearly made the three girls cry on the spot and caused them to complain to the supervisor in indignation.
But the supervisor couldn’t really reprimand Lu An’an. Her capabilities were well recognized, even their big Boss valued Lu An’an highly, so he could say little more than a few words of admonishment, followed by some reluctant praise for her abilities.
This is the different treatment you get when you have the abilities.
Song Qiao turned her gaze towards the three women, smiled faintly, and pointed at her face, "Are you calling me?"
The girl who had initially ordered Song Qiao around, seeing her seemingly unresponsive demeanor, instantly showed contempt on her face, and haughtily said, "If I’m not calling you, am I calling myself? Go and make three cups of coffee, with milk and sugar."
That girl had never seen Song Qiao before and assumed she must be the new assistant of some agent.
Furthermore, seeing that Song Qiao was so beautiful, even more so than some celebrities, she wanted to bully her a bit.
Song Qiao curved her lips, still keeping a light smile on her face, and bluntly said, "Sorry, I am not your servant, and you have no right to order me around. Besides, you have hands and feet, can’t you make it yourself? Or are you suggesting that your limbs are disabled?"
The girl apparently did not expect Song Qiao to speak so harshly and immediately flushed with anger, standing up and shouting at Song Qiao, "How can you speak like that? I’m just asking you to make coffee. Why be so vicious? Believe it or not, I can get you fired!" Thɪs chapter is updated by Novᴇl_Fire(.)net
Upon hearing this, Song Qiao found it amusing and replied, "Well then, go ahead and try to get me fired."
The girl didn’t expect Song Qiao to react this way and was momentarily at a loss for a comeback, "You..."
Song Qiao looked at the girl in front of her, and of course, she understood that this must be a relative of some high-ranking company official.
Shen Yi and Lin Musen were the big bosses behind the scenes, and she was on good terms with them. In addition, her position was not secured through connections, but through her abilities, and no matter what, Shen Yi would not fire her.
In the past, Shen Yi had also said that unless she wanted to leave on her own, the company’s doors would always be open for her.
"Song Qiao." Just at that moment, a woman dressed in smart work attire appeared at the doorway and spoke up, "Is Song Qiao here to work today?"
A colleague sitting by the door saw the woman, stood up promptly, and greeted her politely, "Secretary He."