When they arrived at the marketing department, Vicky took Summer to the manager’s office.
The manager was a middle-aged bald man. When he saw Vicky, he smiled obsequiously.
“Miss Vicky, what are you doing here?”
Vicky crossed her arms and pointed at Summer, “This is the new market researcher. You teach her how to do the work and take care of her.”
Although she asked the manager to take care of Summer, she seemed to be cold to Summer.
The manager felt that he had grasped the key point and said, “I will take good ‘care’ of her.”
“Then I’m relieved.” Vicky glanced at Summer and then left.
Vicky’s words made the manager even more certain that he understood what she really meant.
“Goodbye, Miss Vicky!” The manager smiled and then looked at Summer seriously, “What’s your name?”
“Summer Jarrett.”
The manager sat down in his chair and sized Summer up.
“Your surname is Jarrett? What’s your relationship with the president?”
Summer was disgusted by his gaze and said coldly, “Just acquaintances.”
The manager was obviously a flatterer and idiot. No wonder the Jarrett Group hadn’t made any progress in the past few years.
Just acquaintances? In other words, Summer wasn’t close to the Jarretts.
The manager, who thought he had figured it out, smiled dirtily, “Do your bit, and I’ll make it worth your while.”
He deliberately emphasized the word “do”, which disgusted Summer.
But she didn’t say anything and was led to her desk.
After a brief introduction, she sat down and felt the gaze of her colleagues.
They were curious about such a beautiful women led here by Miss Vicky.
Summer didn’t care about this. After sitting down, she took a picture and sent it to Jessica.
She texted, “I’m working in the Jarrett Group.”
Jessica replied, “What’s your title? Vice general manager?”
Summer texted, “Market researcher.”
Jessica was shocked and replied, “Why don’t you be my assistant? I’ll pay you 500,000 a year.”
Summer laughed.
How could Jessica pay an assistant 500,000 a year?
A colleague came over and said, “Summer, the manager asked you to go to his office. He has something to tell you.”
Summer smiled, “Alright, I’ll go at once. Thank you.”
The colleague hesitated and gave her a look, indicating that the manager had evil intentions.
Summer wasn’t afraid at all. She knew that the manager was an incompetent and lascivious flatterer at first glance.
Moreover, she was prepared.
…
She knocked on the door and entered the manager’s office.
“Summer, this is the documents that I have just sorted out. You take them back and have a look.”
Would he be that kind?
“Thank you, manager.” Summer reached out for the documents.
The manager suddenly touched her hand and said, “Don’t leave in a hurry. Let’s talk about work.”
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