Sleep with him for one night?
Chi Zaozao wondered, not knowing how many nights she would have to sleep with him to have landed her role as the President's secretary today.
But how could she dare to say it aloud? Smiling at their remarks, she gave a noncommittal answer, "Excuse me, where is the special cup used for making the President's coffee?"
Without speaking up, Chi Zaozao realized nobody would pay attention to her. Moreover, those who worked here were all goddess-level figures with stunning looks, hot bodies, high intelligence, and high income.
With her height just over 1.6 meters, Chi Zaozao hardly stood out amongst them.
Seeing that she didn't fit in and didn't join them in gossiping about the President, no one bothered with her anymore, each leaving with cold glances and disdainful expressions.
Chi Zaozao stood there feeling somewhat at a loss.
