"Luo Jiayi!"
A disagreeable female voice came from behind, startling Jiayi so much she almost flung her phone away.
Qiao Mina had somehow come over from her seat and was standing next to her.
This Qiao Mina, did she walk without making a sound? It was frightening.
Jiayi, afraid that Mina would see the text message on her phone, quickly put it in her pocket.
Mina saw her flustered look, frowned, crossed her arms, and raised her chin, "What, acting like a thief? What are you doing?"
Jiayi regained her composure, a hint of amusement passing through her eyes, "What, is this a check-up? I heard you're no longer the manager, and whatever I'm doing, I shouldn't need to report to you."
She could be polite to everyone, just not to someone who had been targeting her all day long.
Mina was so angry she clenched her fists and bit her teeth in regret. If only she hadn't misspoken in front of the president that day, how could she have been bested by a newcomer?
