On the surface, they were polite to her, but she often overheard others talking badly about her. People were truly hypocritical; they acted one way in front of her and another behind her back. For someone as naive as her, this kind of life was incredibly difficult.
"Jennifer, do you find the work too hard?" the manager asked, walking over to Jennifer with a smile, exuding warmth. At nearly forty, he didn't look old at all; to Jennifer, he felt like an older brother.
Jennifer shook her head repeatedly. "No, it's fine." In truth, her mood wasn't great. Her peripheral vision kept landing on her colleagues nearby. Although the two of them wore smiles and were respectful to the manager, the grinding sounds they made with their teeth made Jennifer feel uncomfortable. They didn't say anything openly, but deep down, they were seething with resentment.
