"Is my breath bad?"
Xiao Ming breathed on Miss Zhou Qingyuan.
Zhou Qingyuan didn't say anything, just silently took out a piece of chewing gum, and Xiao Ming burst into laughter.
The receptionist couldn't help but curl her lips at this, but didn't make any more sarcastic remarks.
After all, this was someone who could make the big boss of her company instruct twice to just leave her be, and even if she wasn't in his control, she was definitely less wealthy and influential than her.
It was fine to enjoy a little verbal indulgence, but offending someone major wasn't beneficial.
However, just two minutes later, she regretted having a mouth at all.
Because the big boss really did come out of the office, and he wasn't alone; several managers and executives followed him.
At that moment, the receptionist suddenly understood what Xiao Ming meant earlier by "prepare your resume" and "opportunities," and regret twisted tight in her gut like a rope.
