He Zhilan was dumbfounded. She stared at the broom forcefully shoved into her hand and then at the girl who was scrubbing the table vigorously with a smile on her face. She was at a loss for what to do.
She had never encountered such a situation before. In He Zhilan's past experiences, newcomers were always the ones being bullied at work. They were made to run errands, take care of menial chores, and do all the heavy, dirty, and tiring jobs that no one else wanted to do. But she had never come across anyone eagerly volunteering to do the unpleasant tasks that others avoided.
On this cold winter day, everyone knew that tasks involving water weren't on anyone's favorite list. That's why no one was willing to touch the towel kept here.
