Chen Juan was stunned by Song Xu's question. She lowered her head and did not dare to speak.
"Also, don’t trouble others to make the copies, just do it yourself. If you don't want to do it, you can tell me. I think there are many people who want your position more than you do," Song Xu continued.
Chen Juan's face immediately turned pale.
She immediately understood what Assistant Song meant.
In fact, as soon as she asked the question, she regretted it.
After all, Assistant Song was by Chairman Moore's side.
It was just a matter of words for him to fire her.
There were parents and children at home to support.
It was not easy for her to find such a good job at this age.
She immediately stood up in a panic. "I'm sorry, I know I was wrong. Don't fire me."
Little Nomi didn't know what had happened here.
She walked over from her mommy's office table.
"Mommy, are we leaving?" Little Nomi tilted her head.
Monique nodded and glanced at Song Xu. "Assistant Song, let's go."
When Assistant Song heard Monique's words, he gave Chen Juan a self-deprecating expression.
Then, he followed Monique out of the Planning Department's office.
"Monique, if the people in the office make things difficult for you, you can tell me," Song Xu said.
These people were too mean.
Didn't Chairman Moore personally serve Monique a cup of ginger tea in the morning?
The president’s action was obvious.
Monique was the future wife of the president.
He had to curry favor with her.
Song Xu glanced at Monique as he spoke.
She suddenly felt that Monique's dress looked very familiar.
She wore a white T-shirt and a pair of slim jeans.
Song Xu was speechless.
Wasn't this the matching outfit she had worn with the president just now?
No.
This should be changed.
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