Jane Quinlan let out a downcast sigh after hanging up the phone.
What rotten luck, she thought it was Nolan Moore calling.
Had she known, she wouldn’t have done that.
Listening to Director Annie’s voice and attitude, she figured she was in for so bad luck.
She got up with the files in hand and walked to Nolan Moore’s office door to knock.
"Co in."
Jane pushed the door open and stood aside: "Director Moore, do you have any urgent matters right now?"
"No, why?"
She gestured towards the upstairs: "Director Annie from the assistant’s office asked to go up there now.
If there’s nothing urgent, I’ll head up first."
"Go ahead."
Jane closed the door listlessly and went upstairs.
As soon as she walked into the assistant’s office, everyone was busy with their own tasks.
Not a single person lifted their head to look at her.
But that was fine, after all, she didn’t recognize anyone there.
She knocked on Director Annie’s office door, and after entering, she respectfully stepped forward and bowed.
"Director Annie, you were looking for ."
Annie didn’t even lift her head or glance at her, but asked while looking at the docunts in her hand, "Assistant’s office rules and regulations, Article 9."
Jane was suddenly baffled by the question.
She had morized it the day before, but just after last night, why was her mind blank all of a sudden?
After thinking hard, she seed to recall sothing.
However, the type of morization she preferred was the obsessive-compulsive kind.
She liked to recite everything in order from the beginning.
With Director Annie suddenly asking about a random article, she really didn’t know.
And there were over a hundred such rules and regulations.
Who knows what kind of maniac could co up with so much content.
"What are you staring at? Playing dumb?
Didn’t I tell you on your first day to morize the assistant office’s rules and regulations thoroughly?
Three days was the ti given. What day is it now?
Jane Quinlan, do you think you’re so incredible because you parachuted in here with a backer?"
Jane lowered her head, feeling a bit stifled by the scolding.
"Director Annie, I did morize it, it’s just... when you suddenly ask for a specific one, I can’t quite recall it.
I need to rember from the first one."
"If I were to quiz you on Article 99, would you need to stand here for an hour trying to rember?
What, are you saying you can’t rember sothing that everyone else can?
Do you have the brain of a pig?
I’ll have you know, my assistant office doesn’t harbor useless people."
Jane clenched her teeth; she was always a competitive person.
During her school days, her grades were always excellent.
Being scolded for not morizing sothing was truly a first in her life.
Manager Annie’s voice grew louder by the minute; it was apparent that she was very angry that Jane couldn’t recite the rules and regulations.
"I’ll tell you, Jane Quinlan, you may have entered through the backdoor.
But if you lack even the most basic capabilities, then you might as well resign early of your own accord.
Don’t wait around for to kick you out and lose even more face.
If you can’t morize the rules, you could have co to ask for more ti.
But an improper work attitude, that’s a problem with your character."
Jane clenched her teeth, "Director Annie, I am not improper."
"You’re back-talking?
Tell , have you ever lost your temper in front of Director Moore?
Have you ever scolded Director Moore?
If you say you haven’t today, let’s confront Director Moore together.
If he also says there was nothing, I, Annie, will apologize to you imdiately."
Jane clenched her fists. It was Nolan, that bastard who was setting her up behind her back.
Such a bastard, an animal.
If there’s sothing to say, say it to my face; why stab in the back?
Annie slamd the table, stood up, and pointed at her: "Look at your attitude now.
When I’m talking to you, you dare to lie with your eyes wide open and back-talk.
How can I believe you’d be respectful in front of Director Moore?"
Jane bit her lip fiercely, holding back.
"What, by the looks of it, you feel wronged?
You think it’s very unpleasant to be scolded, right?
I’ll tell you, not just because you’re a parachuted hire.
Bring in any employee from the outside.
See who dares to talk back when I scold them.
What, are you special?"
Jane truly felt aggrieved inside.
She was constantly reminded that she had entered through the back door.
What’s wrong with entering through the backdoor? Did she eat their rice, drink their water, use their WiFi?
"Manager Annie, I’ll take heed next ti."
Annie sat back down with arms crossed: "I’ll give you two more days.
In two days, co back up here, I’ll test you on the rules and regulations.
If you still can’t answer, pack up and leave imdiately."
Jane clenched her lips; two days then. Fine, just two days.
If it cos down to it, she’ll give it her all.
Jane looked down and remained silent.
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