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Savage Love On His Wheelchair novel Chapter 367

Vivian nodded and said, "I, then, will wait and see!"

The words fell into voice and left directly.

Phoebe looked at Rosemary and nodded, following suit.

Patting Rosemary's shoulder, Lorry spoke up, "It's okay, the two of them have always been such tit-for-tat, just get used to it!"

"Thanks!"

"Let's go! I'll take you to your office."

Leading Rosemary to her office, looking at the large office, Rosemary's heart felt even more pressure.

"Just listen to what they said, don't believe anyone, inside this company, the people who want to harm you are far more than those who want you to be good, do your own thing well in the future, don't think about anything else, try to lock the code on what is useful."

Looking at Lorry with surprise, Rosemary quickly understood what he meant and said, "Thanks, I understand!"

Lorry looked at Rosemary, smiled lightly and said, "The president recruited so many designers, but I really like you, not much to say, understand things, what to say without saying much, a little bit to understand!"

"I'll be proud if you compliment me like that!"

"I would like you to be proud, but I know you will not, although you have not been to class, but compared to the average person, you are intellectually and emotionally high ah!"

"Thanks for the compliment!"

"Okay, I've finished what I should say, you adapt yourself first, if you don't know anything feel free to come over and ask me, I'm all in!"

When Lorry left, Rosemary then began to busy herself with the matter at hand.

"What do you mean!"

Pushing open Phoebe's office door, Vivian walked in.

Looking at Vivian's aggressive look, Phoebe couldn't help but laugh.

Finally, he held back and said, "What do you mean by that?"

"That Vanessa, do you expect her to climb on top of us?"

"I didn't pay much attention to her design, but since the president personally chose the person, then let her as well as the sky, anyway, now the company's jewelry sales have been pressed by the S Group, thrown far away, and scolded at every meeting, don't you want to see other people's jokes this time?"

Phoebe asked Vivian as she painted her nails.

"What do you mean?"

With her hands braced on the table, Vivian seemed to understand something.

Blowing on her fingers, Phoebe slowly raised her head, "She wants to die herself, so let's do her a favor and help her out, no?"

"I thought you ......"

"What do you think I am?" Phoebe looked at her and said with amusement, "In our company, there have always been three chief designers, and even if Linda were to leave, it wouldn't be the turn of a rookie all the time to take her place."

"I think so too, now that the design department has been without a director, I don't want this Vanessa to overpower us?"

After Vivian finished, she looked at Phoebe and said mysteriously, "Have you really seen her designs?"

"Where do I get to see it now?"

Shrugging, Phoebe spoke: "The company is very high on this design, even my dad just looked at a style and said it was not bad, I just said that because I didn't want you to be scolded by Jacob!"

Taking Phoebe's hand, Vivian said, "Thank you Phoebe, I thought you wanted to be on her side?"

"Fool, just with the two of us being friends for so many years, how could I possibly harm you?" After Phoebe finished speaking, a brilliant light darted inside her eyes.

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