"No no, we’re not as pretty."
Ye Zi, like she had done sothing guilty, hastily denied it.
Manager Zhao ignored her existence entirely and turned to Shen Cheng, "Co with ."
Having said that, she walked briskly towards the storage room.
Only after Manager Zhao had entered did Ye Zi stretch out her paw to tug at Shen Cheng’s hand, whispering, "You’re in for it, beauty. The old witch is definitely out to get you."
Shen Cheng raised an eyebrow, "Old witch?"
"Yeah yeah," Ye Zi nodded, pouting, "She’s particularly fierce, scolding people whether there’s a reason or not, so everyone calls her the old witch behind her back."
"I can see that."
When she went to report to the office earlier, that old woman had already seed keen to scold her.
Not to ntion, the nickna ’old witch’ is quite fitting for her.
Seeing that Shen Cheng was about to go in, Ye Zi quietly reminded, "Beauty, rember not to talk back, okay?"
Shen Cheng smiled and gave her shoulder a gentle pat before entering the storage room.
At that mont, Ye i answered a phone call, said a few words and hung up.
"Ye Zi, I’ve got sothing else to deal with, so I’m leaving first."
"Sis, aren’t you waiting for Beauty to co out?"
"No need to wait, just tell her for later."
"Okay, I’ll call you later then!"
"I’m off."
Ye i left before Shen Cheng ca out.
In the storage room, Manager Zhao emotionlessly handed a thick stack of files to Shen Cheng, "Sort all of these in chronological order."
Shen Cheng glanced at the files nonchalantly and responded lukewarmly, "Mhm."
"Hand it to my desk before you leave work," Manager Zhao added.
"Mhm."
Manager Zhao had intended to put Shen Cheng in her place, but damned if she could catch her off guard.
Shen Cheng took the files and left the storage room, going back to her office space. Ye Zi was about to lean in and ask sothing when she heard Manager Zhao’s cough behind her.
Ye Zi turned around, gave Manager Zhao a smile, then slinked back to her own desk...
Before leaving work, Shen Cheng casually tossed the sorted files onto Manager Zhao’s desk and walked away.
"Shen Cheng, what kind of attitude is that!"
Even knowing that Shen Cheng was hired because of connections, Manager Zhao couldn’t help wanting to give her a piece of her mind.
Shen Cheng turned around, retorting indifferently, "What kind of attitude?"
"Is this how you speak to your superior?" Manager Zhao asked with a stern voice.
"Otherwise?"
"When speaking to a superior, you should maintain a respectful attitude."
"..."
"And you should knock on the door when entering or leaving, that’s basic courtesy!"
"I’m just a high school student, I don’t get what courtesy is."
"You...!"
"Sorry, I’m off duty now, don’t have spare ti to chat with you," Shen Cheng said and turned to leave. But after stepping out of the office, she paused, turned around appearing to have an epiphany, "Oh! Forgot to say ’debt cheap’."
What? Debt... cheap!
After confirming she hadn’t misheard, Manager Zhao nearly passed out from fury.
So colleagues passing by the office snuck a few glances inside.
Seeing Manager Zhao clutching her desk, gasping for breath, they knew she must be incredibly upset.
While snickering to themselves, they silently gave Shen Cheng a hundred likes in their minds.
On her first day at the company, she did sothing they wouldn’t dare even dream of. Truly impressive.
This ti, the old witch has t her match.
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