"When you get to the company, report your name and the security will let you in."
Qiaoqiao said.
Only then did she realize that a cold dial tone had long been transmitted from the other end of the phone.
Beep...Beep...
"She hung up before I finished speaking?" Qiaoqiao frowned slightly as she held her phone. "I'd better tell human resources myself, in case Jiajia can't get in."
"You're clearly more worried than the Emperor's eunuch." Yun Mo rubbed her head. "Gu Xu and Jiajia will be fine, don't worry."
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There, after Ye Jiajia hung up the phone, she took the neatly folded ARMAN black shirt in her hand and hastily went downstairs.
Summer night, eight or nine o'clock.
Standing at the entrance of the community, a breeze brushing against her face.
It was rather refreshing.
However, it's Ye Jiajia who couldn't catch a taxi.
And she was on fire.
Usually at this time, the entrance of the community would be full of taxis.
Today, it seemed like they were all against her.
