Xia Jin could feel Huo Jue's gaze landing on her back, and then moving down slowly.
She closed her legs immediately and turned around. Afterward, she half-squatted on the carpet and responded courteously, "I didn't say that. Mr. Huo has always taken care of me. How could I ever complain? I think Mr. Gu must have misunderstood something."
Huo Jue narrowed his eyes at the woman who was lowered her head in front of him.
At that moment, the translucent shirt on Xia Jin's body was a sham. The lines of her body could be seen clearly in the hazy fabric. It was half-covered, tinging with a hint of seduction.
She half-squatted on the floor, trying to use the hem of her shirt to cover her bare thighs. However, her smooth and round thighs were still exposed.
Strangely enough, Huo Jue, who had slept with this woman for five years, still had an uncontrollable urge when he saw her.
Xia Jin gritted her teeth and secretly prayed that Huo Jue, who kept bringing her misery, would just leave quickly.
A rustling sound suddenly sounded. Before Xia Jin could react, Huo Jue had already walked up to her.
A familiar hand reached into the half-open collar of her shirt.
Xia Jin's body trembled as the sensitive spot on her chest was touched by the man.
"This look of yours is indeed suitable to seduce men." Huo Jue's tone grew cold, as he thought about Xia Jin seducing Wang Ran.
Xia Jin leaned back motionlessly and tried to avoid Huo Jue's hand. "Mr. Huo, I am no longer your secretary..."
"Oh, are you going to charge me for touching you now?" Huo Jue mocked.
Xia Jin had long been numb to Huo Jue's humiliation. She lowered her eyes calmly and said, "Mr. Huo must be joking."
"Hmph." Huo Jue's brow tinged with a touch of irritation after seeing that his humiliation did not anger Xia Jin, nor did it make her emotions fluctuate. He immediately found it uninteresting. Then, his fingers traced up and brushed past Xia Jin's slender neck, lifting her delicate chin. "How's your new job?"
Xia Jin gritted her teeth.
How was she getting on? How could Huo Jue not know?
She couldn't answer that she was doing too well, or else Huo Jue would definitely be unhappy. So she thought for a moment and replied meekly, "I've just joined, and I still don't understand many things yet. Although I can't improve my performance, I should get used to the job soon."
She felt that what she said was not a problem, but Huo Jue did not seem to be satisfied. He laughed sinisterly and said, "Oh, so do you need my help?"
Huo Jue's cold, stern eyes stared at Xia Jin, and she felt that it was a little difficult to breathe.
This man's pressure was too strong.
"No need. You've already helped me a lot in the past few years, so I won't trouble you. I can think of a solution myself," Xia Jin said gently.
Huo Jue's eyes darkened bit by bit.
The 'solution' Xia Jin was talking about was to seduce Wang Ran?
She would rather go to someone like Wang Ran than give in to him?
Huo Jue looked at Xia Jin with a scrutinizing gaze.
This woman wasn't spineless, she was more stubborn than anyone else. Though she might have a backbone, her level of tolerance was high.
After a long silence, Huo Jue released his hand.
Xia Jin heaved a sigh of relief secretly.
However, she still felt a dangerous aura surrounding her. It was the pressure emanating from Huo Jue.
Long after Huo had left, Xia Jin still had not regained her senses. Huo Jue's aura seemed to still be lingering in the air.
She gritted her teeth and stood up. Afterward, she put on her clothes and left the bar without a moment of hesitation.
*
Xia Jin did not gain any new clients during the next few days of work, but she had almost finished absorbing knowledge from the sales-related books and crammed a lot of psychological knowledge.
However, no matter how rich her theoretical knowledge was, it was useless. Xia Jin knew that very well.
The end of the month assessment was almost here. There were already quite a few salespeople secretly discussing how Xia Jin probably would not be able to stay on next month.
Everyone looked at her with some schadenfreude and ridicule.
Xia Jin did not mind them, brushing off their mockery.
In the past few days, Wang Ran had been looking for her very frequently. Just on WeChat alone, he had sent her over a hundred messages.
In addition to morning and bedtime greetings, he was also very concerned about her life and work status, seemingly very considerate and gentle.
His words were also interspersed with a few teasing remarks from time to time, such as:
"A woman doesn't have to work so tiring hard. I won't let the person I like suffer all these hardships."
"Xiao Jin, you have such beautiful legs. You'll definitely look very sexy in stockings."
"I feel that our personalities complement each other quite well."
"Let's be clear, I kinda have feelings for you."
…
His sweet talk was so greasy that Xia Jin almost felt uncomfortable listening to them.
She did not give Wang Ran a clear response, and only hung him indifferently.
Wang Ran finally could not hold it back any longer. He sent her two large orders that totaled 800 thousand dollars in a row, wanting to take her down with such a fierce attack.