The assistant from TS Group led ir into the private room. There were two people already there. One was York Kuang, the general manager of TS Group; the other was a woman who ir didn''t know.
As soon as she stepped into the room, a whiff of strong perfume assaulted her nostrils. ir frowned. The air was so thick with the odor she felt she was being suffocated.
Seeing ire in, York Kuang greeted her enthusiastically, "Hi, Miss Jing. Wee!"
Holding her breath, ir maintained a polite smile and shook hands with him. "Good evening, Mr. Kuang."
"And let me introduce you to the daughter of our CEO—Ste Zhuge." York Kuang led ir over to the woman dressed in a light-green stylish outfit.
She looked just like one of those Instagram models. Her skin was fair, and she wore delicate makeup on her face. It was cleverly applied so that she wouldn''t look made up. The look in her eyes was arrogant and condescending.
ir was confused by the presence of the CEO''s daughter. ''Why is she here?'' she thought. Nheless, she greeted her graciously, "Nice to meet you, Miss Zhuge."
Ste Zhuge nonchntly shook hands with ir. She didn''t even bother to stand up. After casting a cold nce at ir, she turned to re at York Kuang and grumbled impatiently, "She''s here. Can we eat now, finally? I''m starving!"
She thought angrily in her mind, ''I don''t understand why York invited this woman along. She''s hot, but that''s all she has going for her. Probably hired because of her "ahem!" assets. Humph!''
ir knew what she was implying. The CEO''s daughter wasining that she waste.
But ir wasn''tte. She was there at the agreed-upon time—7 p.m. In fact, she was ten minutes early. It was just that York Kuang and the woman hade too early.
York Kuang immediately asked the waiter to bring out the food. Then, he pulled a chair for ir in a gentlemanly way. "Please sit down, Miss Jing."
"Thanks!"
ir began to chat with York Kuang since she had no idea why Ste Zhuge was even here.
In Room 888
Damon noticed the gloomy and contemtive look on Wesley''s face. He actively sat down next to the officer, pped him on the arm, and asked in a yful voice, "Hey, Colonel Li, what''s up? You look seriously down. What''s the matter? Maybe I can help."
Wesl
Drugged one night by her ex-boyfriend, a mysterious man took advantage of her in an ecstatic night filled with sex.
To take her revenge, she married the man, and used him.
"As long as I''m alive, I''m still his legal wife, while all of you are just his mistresses."
She remained adamant even when he was involved in scandals with other women.
Eventually she stormed off after she learned that he had betrayed her again.But life brought her back to him a few yearster, to his astonishment.
ew each other. ssmates, huh?"
"Yes. We were in the same ss for three years."
"Well..." York Kuang asked tentatively, "So if there''s a job with double your sry and better benefits waiting for you, would you consider changingpanies?"
ir didn''t show much interest in the offer. But nothing got past Ste Zhuge. She eyed ir up and down while thinking, ''She''s just a trantor. What''s so good about her? Why does the general manager of TS Group have to wine and dine her? He even offers to double her sry?!''
ir took a sip of the red wine. She pretended she didn''t know his true intention. "No, I don''t think that''s a good idea. I''m really happy working with Orion. And being happy every day is much more important than having a high-paid job. I love my job."
"Sure, you have a point." York Kuang thought it was unnecessary to beat around the bush anymore. Tapping the table with his fingers, he looked at ir and said sincerely, "Miss Jing, what about a sry of a million a year, and a swanky apartment downtown? Come to work for us, and we''ll offer you bonuses, dividends, on-site healthcare, a gym and restaurants in the building, travel insurance, and all sorts of other benefits. What do you think?"
ir felt ttered. She was just a trantor. Orion had already offered her a good sry and benefits. She didn''t expect the TS Group would be even more generous. However, she didn''t want to work for them. Putting down her ss of red wine, she looked at him with gratitude and declined, "Thank you, but..."