The specially enlarged image of the cara showed Hilla’s expression clearly.
Jas sneaked a glance and said in surprise, "What happened to Hilla? Was she bullied?"
As soon as Jas finished speaking, Bruce glanced at him. Jas was so scared that he quickly said, "How dare soone in the Anderson Group bully Mrs. Anderson? I won’t let that person go!"
When he said this, he felt very nervous.
How could he be so careless? He casually called Hilla by her na. In the future, in front of the boss, he had to rember to curry favor with Hilla.
"Get out!"
Hearing this, Jas quickly ran out. He obediently went to squat and wait for Hilla to get off work so that he could end this bitter life early.
On the computer screen, Hilla sat in her seat and lanted from ti to ti. The folder in her hand was turned over by her from ti to ti.
Bruce smiled and followed Hilla’s action. He picked up a folder beside his hand and opened it.
After taking a few glances, he raised his head to look at the screen.
A man appeared. He and Hilla said sothing and soon sat together.
Hilla looked at Rigel, who was facing her and smiled brightly. She said gratefully, "I didn’t expect Architectural Design to be so different than Clothing Design. These are too professional for . I really can’t understand them."
She was angry. She majored in Clothing Design, but she was transferred to the Architectural Design Departnt. Although she drew well, it did not an that she could draw houses and bridges!
If she had known that there was more than one Design Departnt in the Anderson Group, she would ask Bruce for help.
She just wanted to work in the Clothing Design Departnt. The profound knowledge of Architectural Design was too difficult for her.
"It doesn’t matter. Leave the things you don’t know to ."
Rigel took away the folder in front of Hilla and began to organize and look at the blueprints.
Hilla held her chin and looked at Rigel’s serious face. She couldn’t help sighing, "Rigel, you’re really good-looking and kind-hearted!"
Perhaps she was too emotional, so she couldn’t help but say what she was thinking. Rigel’s gaze suddenly shifted from the docunts to her and said seriously, "Do you like my looks?"
Hilla quickly recovered from her shock.
No matter how she replied to this question, it was strange, right?
If she said she liked his looks, didn’t that an that she liked him?
If she said she didn’t like his looks, it was obvious that she had offended him. Seeing the thick stack of docunts on the table that had yet to be finished, she sighed in her mind. If she offended Rigel now, who would finish it for her?
Thinking of the ti she got off work, Hilla lowered her head silently.
Hilla thought, "Rigel is really cunning. He asks this kind of question from ti to ti, but I can’t answer and can’t refuse. It’s really terrible."
"You’re the most handso man in River University. There is no one in River University who doesn’t like you."
"What about you? Do you like ?"
Today, Rigel was especially clever.
It was as if Rigel who majored in Architectural Design was in his elent in the Design Departnt, so he could easily press her to the corner of the table.
"I also think that you are very handso!"
"Then do you like or not?"
Rigel was serious, approaching Hilla. Hilla was so scared that her face turned pale, and she subconsciously leaned back.
Then, Hilla who didn’t sit steadily on the chair, made a ssy noise in the quiet Fourth Design Departnt.
Rigel originally wanted to pull her, but his outstretched hand was slapped away by Hilla. He could only watch her fall to the ground. Hilla’s eyes were full of tears soon.
All the colleagues in the Design Departnt turned to look at them.
What they saw was Hilla falling into the corner of the table like a frightened little white rabbit. Rigel was nervously lying on the chair, looking at Hilla with a worried face.
"How are you? Can you get up yourself? Let help you!"
Looking at Hilla, who was on the verge of tears, Rigel thought that she was injured.
He reached out his hand nervously to pull Hilla up.
He thought that a girl like Hilla was serious when doing things. He only wanted an answer, but he didn’t expect that he would scare her.
Was his question so frightening?
Hilla sat on the ground and looked at the fair and slender palm that Rigel extended over. She used to think that it was beautiful. Now she thought this was simply the devil’s palm.
The more Rigel waved at her, the more she felt scared.
She didn’t dare to grab Rigel’s hand!
Hilla shook her head quickly and got up from the ground. Amy walked over and glanced at her, saying, "I only asked you to work overti. Why did you put yourself under the table? Are you so wronged?"
Amy felt she was a capable woman. She didn’t like Hilla because she thought Hilla was beautiful, but incapable. She really didn’t know why the leader transferred Hilla to the Fourth Design Departnt with the heaviest workload.
"It’s not because I’m working overti. I just didn’t sit properly on the chair." Hilla crawled up from the ground and muttered to herself in a low voice.
Amy looked at her submissive appearance and disliked Hilla more. She couldn’t help but want to roll her eyes at Hilla.
Amy thought, "You don’t want to work hard, but want to give the puppy dog eyes and let help you. I’m not a savior."
"Alright. You can do this tomorrow. Go and send this docunt to the president’s office. Then, you can go ho."
When Jas called her, he said that the docunt was urgent, and Mr. Anderson was unhappy. To prevent herself from being implicated, it was wise to find an assistant to send the docunt.
She disliked Hilla the most, so she arranged for Hilla to send the docunt.
When Hilla heard the president’s office, she thought of Bruce.
Why did she have a bad premonition? Was the cara in this office connected to Bruce’s computer?
...
Bruce wouldn’t be so bored as to look at her in front of the computer, would he?
Hilla muttered to herself in her heart. She couldn’t help but look up at the cara above her head. Would he see her? Did he also see what happened between her and Rigel?
"Let deliver it!"
Seeing Hilla hesitate, Rigel thought she was afraid of eting the higher-ups, so she refused to take it.
Just as he was about to take the docunt, Hilla reacted and quickly snatched it away.
"No need. Since she wanted to deliver it, I’ll go. My legs are so long, and I can run very fast."
At most, she would go up and let Bruce teach her a lesson. Anyway, he did not hit her, so she had nothing to fear.
Moreover, when she thought she was able to get off work and see Bruce early, she felt a little happy.
Amy had originally planned to let Hilla go. Seeing that she was so active, she was satisfied. She said to Rigel, "Go and prepare your docunts. Hilla, go and deliver the docunt. If the president has any questions, rember to explain them to him. Then you can get off work."
This docunt was written so clearly. Their president was extrely smart. How could he have any questions? At most, he would not like it and find a scapegoat to vent his anger.
"It would be the best to fire and I wouldn’t have to work tomorrow," Hilla thought.
"Thank you, Amy. I understand. I will take the docunts to the president now."
It was much easier than making these annoying docunts. She almost longed for it and was more than satisfied with this job.
Without waiting for Amy to say anything more, Hilla carried the folder in her arms and got into the elevator.
She finally didn’t have to wait until she got off work to et Bruce. Just thinking about it made her happy.
Amy glanced at Hilla’s excited appearance and turned to Rigel. She smiled and said, "You like Hilla?"
"This is my own business."
"I recruited you for an internship. Your mother asked to take good care of you, not to let you fall in love. That girl isn’t good enough. I don’t like her!"
Rigel glanced at her and said coldly, "It has nothing to do with you."
"I am your aunt. Of course, it has sothing to do with . Let tell you the truth. This girl is too delicate. You will be in trouble after having her as your girlfriend."
Amy frowned. She had heard that Hilla was so weak that she was knocked down by Susan with a push. Moreover, she was injured, and she cried in the grievance.
Although Susan was fired and Hilla was a victim, she was a troublemaker. Whoever fell in love with her would be tired, and marrying her would be a burden.
Thinking of this, she felt that Hilla and her handso nephew didn’t match each other except for their faces.
Inside the elevator.
Hilla went straight to the president’s office. The mont the elevator door opened, Hilla saw Jas with a bitter face.
Seeing Hilla, Jas imdiately ran to Hilla as if he clutched at straws.
Seeing that others were busy but constantly glancing toward them, he turned to block Hilla in front of him.
"You’re finally here. The president is waiting for you inside."
Jas’s voice was very low, and the two of them seed to be whispering.
If it was in the past, there would be gossip about this scene and it would be instantly spread to all the small groups of the Anderson Group.
However, they were different. Ever since Hilla claid to be cousins with Jas and Jas didn’t make an official statent, they had been regarded as cousins.
All the n in the Anderson Group might have an affair with Hilla, except for two n.
One was her cousin Jas, and the other was the president who was not interested in both n and won!
The corner of Hilla’s mouth twitched, and she couldn’t help asking, "Is he in a bad mood?"
"It was not bad at first, but after seeing your surveillance video in the company, it changed!"
Not only was Bruce in bad mood, but he was more than furious and gloomy. Jas had been afraid to go in for twenty-three minutes and fifty-four seconds.
She had been hoping for a chance, but now she was uneasy.
She hugged the folder in her arms tightly and stopped walking.
"I just rembered that I’m here just to deliver the docunt. There are still many docunts in the departnt that I need to sort out. I think I should take responsibility for my work seriously and go back to work first!"
When Hilla turned to leave, Jas grabbed her arm and dragged her toward the president’s office.
"It doesn’t matter. I can tell Amy that you should go see the president first. He is anxious to see...the docunts in your hand."
Glancing at the people around them, Jas tried his best to drag Hilla to the office.
But being pulled, out of instinct, Hilla grabbed him, turned around, bent over, and threw him hard over her shoulder. Jas, who had been in front of her just now, was instantly thrown to the ground.
Instantly, the entire office fell silent. Although Hilla just used half of her strength, she was still shocked when she saw Jas, who had fallen to the ground.
"Jas, are you alright?"
Hilla finally found the voice in her throat. She quickly crouched down with a guilty conscience and helped Jas, who was lying on the ground, up.
"It’s my instinct. I can’t help it since you pulled by my shoulder!"
As soon as soone locked her shoulder, she wanted to throw this person out, though she really wanted to stop when she found it was Jas.
"I, I didn’t know you were so violent."
Jas was really resigned. His image of being the most handso assistant of the Anderson Group had collapsed.
Looking at the way the won looked at him, he felt humiliated!
She didn’t often transform into a violent girl. Occasionally, it was out of her instinct.
Hilla felt that she didn’t need to explain any further. Those won used to look at her with probing, mockery, disdain, and jealousy.
Now they thought she was insane and violent, and they just wanted to stay away from her.
These won had started to fear her.
Jas wanted to say that there was sothing wrong with his waist, but the door of the president’s office opened. Bruce’s handso face was sullen, and when he stared at Hilla, his gaze was sharp.
If Jas hadn’t been hurt from the fall, he would have already run. "Why is it so lively everywhere you go? Co in!" Bruce’s cold voice sent shivers down Hilla’s spine.
Her interpretation of his words was, "Why are you so fond of causing trouble? Go to hell!"
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