The door behind the bar opened and a sweet voice sounded. She strode to her seat and smiled apologetically at Shen Fanxing.
Shen Fanxing's expression was cold and she didn't respond.
"Sweet. Does it feel good to have someone point out your problem in different places every day?"
Sweetie's expression froze for a moment. "CEO Shen, I checked in early at the administrative office. Strictly speaking, I'm not late. It's just that I took some time to do my makeup and take care of myself. Didn't you say that the unified image of the front desk is very important? I'm doing this for the sake of our hotel's image…"
"Why do you have to occupy work time when everyone else can prepare everything before going to work?"
Sweetie looked indignant. "I'm not busy this morning. Besides, aren't Cheng Fu and the rest here?"
Shen Fanxing lost her patience and said, "Come to my office with me."
