"Xia Jinhe, what kind of work is this? Didn't I ask you to make me a cup of tea? What's this, coffee?"
In the second floor of the office building, a company employee was scolding a chubby woman wearing a face mask.
Xia Jinhe immediately lowered her head and made an apologetic gesture. The employee didn't even look at her, simply rolled her eyes, and waved her hand dismissively at her as if shooing away a fly.
"Alright, alright, just go and change it for me, don't waste time. I can't understand what you're gesturing!"
Xia Jinhe paused, bowed to her, then turned around and left without a word.
After she left, a few colleagues gathered in small groups and started discussing Jinhe's retreating figure.
"You guys think, what kind of background does this new clerk have? A mute and so fat, yet she managed to get into our company. Isn't it said that the Human Resources Manager is a stickler for beauty, that one must either be good-looking or exceptionally capable to get in?"
