The Night I Let Go novel Chapter 20

At noon, Zachary and his coworkers from the business department went to the cafeteria for lunch.

After two days of interaction, he had already gotten acquainted with them.

"Zachary, way to go! I've met the obstinate lady from the Stewart family before. She has quite a temper. I didn't expect you to win her over after interacting with her just once."

"Zachary's quite good-looking. Could it be that she was attracted to him? Or perhaps he used the art of seduction?"

"Oh, shit. That's true."

"Zachary, don't tell me that you've scored with that rich girl already?"

"I'd also like to have a rich girlfriend. I want to be a kept man too, Zachary. Please teach me your ways! Don't make me grovel for it."

"What a loser! Go ahead and grovel, then. You'll lose my respect if you don't."

Zachary's coworkers teased him, but it was all in good fun.

He simply chuckled and said that he got lucky. He also told them that to fulfill his mission, he was forced to drink until he was blackout drunk last night.

His coworkers continued to chatter. The mood was lively and harmonious.

"Whoa! Why is Ms. Wayne here?"

At that moment, the eyes of a talkative male coworker sitting across from Zachary suddenly widened as he stared in a direction behind Zachary.

The other coworkers looked over as well.

Anya was walking toward them while carrying a food tray.

Seeing that, the coworkers all fell silent. However, their gazes rested on Anya, who was ambling over.

Anya was dressed in a business suit. On her upper body was a slim-fit suit jacket paired with a white shirt. From her waist down was a black pencil skirt and high heels.

She was a tall woman. Her long legs and hips, which swayed as she walked, were particularly eye-catching.

Many male colleagues gulped as they watched her.

Carrying the food tray, Anya reached Zachary's table. She glanced around the table before smiling faintly and asking, "Is there an empty seat?"

The table was rectangular. Each table could accommodate ten people, which was precisely the number of people at Zachary's table.

Clearly, there was no room for another person. But Anya had still deliberately asked.

The coworkers were no fools. As members of the workforce, they immediately understood what their boss meant.

"Ms. Wayne, I've just finished eating. Please have my seat."

The talkative male coworker sitting across from Zachary quickly got up to give up his seat. Although he had said that he was done eating, he had been chatting for the most part just now and hadn't even finished a third of the food on his tray.

"Thank you." Anya nodded with a smile and sat down breezily.

After a moment's thought, she said to the coworker who was about to leave, "Starting this month, your base salary will be increased by a hundred dollars."

"Thank you, Ms. Wayne! Thank you."

The coworker was thrilled and kept thanking her. He had simply given her his seat, and his base salary had now increased by a hundred dollars.

That was an extra hundred dollars per month. For a year, that equated to 1200 dollars. It was a real bargain.

The rest of his coworkers were incredibly envious.

What an evil capitalist. All she did was humiliate other people with money. It was despicable.

Nevertheless, the other coworkers wished that it had happened to themselves instead.