Chapter 865: Chapter 865: Anything is Possible in Dreams_1 Chapter 865: Chapter 865: Anything is Possible in Dreams_1 “If there’s anything I can help with, feel free to tell ,” Jenny Kirk said with a sweet smile.
Adrian Zhekova nodded casually and said, “Miss Kirk, no need to see out.”
Jenny Kirk: “…”
Was he trying to get rid of her already?
Considering her contributions to Adrian’s business, it wasn’t necessary for him to be polite to her, but driving her away?!
Did Adrian truly not care about Pingla’s developnt any longer?
Jenny noticed that after Adrian had finished speaking, he ignored her.
He held Cindy’s hand and began to leave.
He didn’t even say goodbye to her.
...
There were so many Pingla employees coming and going around.
After all, she would have to visit frequently!
She couldn’t lose face here.
That would give Pingla’s employees sothing to laugh at.
Otherwise, how could she co to work at Pingla in the future?
Every visit would result in her being ridiculed?
Jenny Kirk could only maintain her dignity.
She laughed, “Then I’ll take my leave now, see you next ti.”
After saying this, however reluctant Jenny Kirk was, she had to turn around and leave.
As she approached the door and was about to head to the parking lot to find her car.
Right at the entrance, she heard Pingla employees who had walked out ahead having a casual chat.
Just now in the hall on the first floor, because Adrian and Cindy were there.
The employees dared not voice the gossip circulating in their minds.
If it accidentally reached the ears of the scumbag CEO, it wouldn’t be a good thing.
So, only after they had walked out of the company building did they start discussing freely.
“The one who ca down with the CEO just now…”
“I heard, it seems her surna is Kirk.”
“Kirk, huh?
But she doesn’t seem to possess any gravitas at all.”
“Perhaps she’s just pretending.”
Jenny Kirk: “…”
Why were these people so an with their words!
How was she pretending to be high-profile!
How was she lacking propriety!
“Initially, I thought she was a client, there to discuss work with the CEO.”
“I noticed that as soon as she arrived at the hall with the CEO, she looked so pleased.
It made it seem as though she and the CEO shared so intimacy.”
“Ah?
I didn’t notice that at the ti, I only assud she was a client.”
“I also thought she was a client, I just looked at her subconsciously when I saw the CEO co down, I didn’t put much thought into it.”
“How could we have thought otherwise?
Even if our thoughts had strayed, we couldn’t possibly consider her having any romantic relationship with the CEO.”
“Exactly, our CEO seems to relish showing off his affectionate relationship with his wife, and he has not shown signs of tiring of it.
He’s too busy dispensing witness PDAs every day, how would he have ti for other won?”
“You must keep your voice down, even if it’s true, but if the CEO hears it, given his temperant!” The person didn’t finish speaking and rely laughed.
Laugh at what exactly?
Imagine for yourself.
Jenny Kirk heard the employees from all around discussing the recent incident.
“Well, isn’t that why we didn’t start talking until we had walked out the door?”
“Miss Kirk probably has no idea that our CEO is wholeheartedly dedicated to his wife.
We wouldn’t regard him walking with any beautiful girls as anything suspicious, regardless of whether they were celebrities or models.”
Wondering about the scenarios of the scumbag CEO betraying Cindy?
Everyone just shook their heads.
They simply couldn’t picture it.
Jenny Kirk was becoming more and more upset the more she listened.
She quickly walked past everyone to find her car.
The colleagues from Pingla only then realized that Jenny Kirk had been there all along.
More importantly, she had heard everything.
However, the crowd was not concerned at all.
If Jenny Kirk heard, then she heard.
Afraid of what!
Even if she offended Jenny Kirk, what could the scumbag CEO do to them?
So, the crowd resud its carefree discussion on what to eat for lunch: “Later, I’m going to order their deep-fried pork.
I’ve been craving it for a while.”
This colleague was from the northeast, and every now and then, he would miss his hotown food.
“Speaking of which, how does their deep-fried pork compare to your local version?”
“It’s a bit lacking, but it’s already quite close.”
“I feel like having snail noodles.
I’ve specifically brought a small bottle of perfu to spray after eating.” This coworker, whose hotown is in the state of rton, was particularly fond of snail noodles and beca restless if he didn’t eat them for a few days.
“It’s a sha Belfard doesn’t have any authentic snail noodle restaurants, it always lacks a bit of flavor.” The colleague said, “The soup here is not rich enough, and they don’t make it as spicy as we do back ho, so the taste always falls a bit short.”
“Ah, you make want to go to rton to try the authentic snail noodles.” One of his colleagues said, “I’ve tried several popular brands of snail noodles available in the market.
Do you have any recomnded brands that closely resemble your local flavor?”
“Um!” The colleague thought for a bit and said, “If you’re looking for a taste that’s an exact replica of our local flavor, there’s none.
After all, their authentic dishes still taste slightly different.”
“Just considering our region, there are several famous restaurants, with the taste of each varying slightly.
It all depends on personal preference,” the colleague comnted.
“However, based on my personal taste, I prefer NongShim Black Noodle Soup.
The soup is rich and flavorful.
Others are too bland for .
NongShim Black Noodle Soup is still delicious even if you can’t handle spiciness and don’t add chili oil, thanks to its soup mix.”
“Other brands make a clear white soup, but NongShim Black Noodle Soup creates a thick red soup, very flavorful.”
“Ah, okay, then I’ll try it.”
The chatter of colleagues gradually grew quieter and quieter.
anwhile, Cindy and Adrian had also entered the elevator.
In Adrian’s exclusive elevator, naturally, only he and Cindy were present, no one else to disturb them.
The lunchbox Cindy had been holding was already in Adrian’s hands.
Since no one else was in the elevator at this ti, Cindy asked, “How did Jenny Kirk co down with you just now?”
“She ca today as the representative of the International Culinary Competition’s organizers in Hearth Nation, but she didn’t have an appointnt.
Sheldon Rowland thought it might be sothing important, so he asked if I wanted to see her.
When I found out it was her, I refused.”
“I assud she had left, but unexpectedly, she was waiting outside.
As soon as I stepped out, she followed.” Adrian ntioned this and his lips tightened, clearly unhappy.
“I heard what she said just now,” replied Cindy, “Can she really be of help to Pingla?”
But Adrian scoffed, “Can a massive conglorate like Pingla be boosted by her alone?”
“I advise her to keep dreaming, everything can happen in dreams,” Adrian said without mincing words, “She’s too full of herself.”
“She lacks insight, yet she’s so conceited.
Believing her analyses are spot-on while overestimating her significance at the International Chefs Association and among the sponsors of the International Culinary Competition,” Adrian said with disdain.
“But in reality, Pingla couldn’t care less about her slight privilege.”
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