At that moment, time seemed to freeze.
Chen Yin's eyes widened like copper bells.
As the elevator closed in front of her, she frantically pulled out her phone from her small bag and dialed Zhang Dewang, the HR Director.
"What's the background of the new girl, Xu Yayun?"
An unremarkable woman, a janitor—she had nothing to do with Zhou Jin'an, so why had Zhou Jin'an just held her hand?
"A relative from Director He's hometown, no education, no background."
Zhang Dewang's voice came through the other end.
Chen Yin didn't believe it and said, "Send me her resume."
A minute later, she received the resume.
High school dropout, divorced, with a work history that was less than impressive.
Yet how did such an unimpressive woman catch Zhou Jin'an's eye?
In the elevator.
Qiao En forcefully shook off Zhou Jin'an's large hand.
