Chapter 910: 267: Lovers will eventually beco family_4
So vulgar.
Especially workers from the red-light district like Delia Frieman.
Untouched lotuses do not erge from the mud in real life, and won from the red-light district do not beco noble because they are highlighted by brand nas.
Delia nodded, “Rachel, you’re absolutely right. But most people judge a first impression based on clothing. I’ll buy these two outfits to keep in the office and change into them when we go out for business.”
Rachel Barton didn’t expose her lie, and continued: “It’s late, Ella. Wash up and go to bed early. I’ll head back to my room now. Good night.”
“Good night.”
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As she finished speaking, Delia seed to rember sothing, “By the way, Rachel, I’ve been thinking about learning English lately. Do you have any good suggestions?”
Li Corporation has many foreign clients.
Delia is a manager now after all, and she will inevitably encounter foreign clients. Hence, she needs to learn so simple English.
Learning English?
Rachel Barton looked at Delia.
It was hard to tell what her eyes were revealing.
Why should Delia learn English? Does she really think she’s a white-collar worker who needs to negotiate with leaders of foreign companies?
Rachel Barton didn’t explicitly say anything, only ntioning: “Ella, wouldn’t it be a bit difficult for you to learn English at this age? The best ti to learn English is when you’re young. Adults have a weaker mory compared to children and the key to learning English well is rote morization. Also, you’re busy every day. Do you really have ti to study English?”
Hearing that, Delia bit her lip, “Here’s what, Rachel. Do you have any English learning materials? During middle school, my English was pretty good.”
Unfortunately, she dropped out before finishing the ninth grade.
After she dropped out, her teacher ca ho to visit. With Delia’s grades, if she was willing to take the exams, she could certainly make it into the best high school locally.
Middle school English?
How many years has it been?
Rachel Barton continued: “Most of my English materials are from high school, which might be a burdenso to you. Ella, if you really want to learn, why not enroll in a tutoring class? Just follow what the teacher says.”
Delia felt that Rachel Barton’s words were quite right, nodding and said: “Okay, I’ll check out the tutoring classes tomorrow.”
“Okay,” replied Rachel Barton. “Ella, I’ll head to my room now.”
She didn’t take Delia’s words seriously.
Because Rachel Barton knew that Delia was just talking nonsense, trying to convince everyone at ho that she’s already a corporate manager now.
Unfortunately.
Delia underestimated their intelligence.
Who doesn’t know what Delia’s official job is now?
It is universally understood, but no one explicitly says it.
The next day.
It was a day off.
Delia was originally planning to go shopping with Rachel Barton, but Rachel was afraid of being spotted by her classmates, so she made the excuse that she had to review for her professional exams and turned Delia down.
So, Delia went out with a colleague instead.
This colleague was soone Delia had t in the sales team. Now, Delia had beco an aloof departnt manager while she remained a regular mber of the sales team.
She initially thought that Delia would cool off their friendship due to this, but Delia didn’t change at all.
This surprised Lillian Yates.
“Ella, should we go eat so chicken hot pot later? I know a place that serves really good chicken hot pot.”
“Sounds good.” Delia nodded.
After they left the comrcial street, they arrived at the chicken hot pot restaurant that Lillian Yates had ntioned.
Due to it being a holiday, the restaurant was near capacity.
They waited for a while before they finally got a spot.
Just then.
An old man in ragged clothes walked in from the door.
He carried a bag on his back.
His face bore the ravages of ti.
Initially, Delia didn’t pay any attention to the old man.
Until, the old man went up to the waitress, “Young lady.”
“Hello sir, what would you like to order?”
On hearing this, the old man seed a little uneasy. He wanted to say sothing but couldn’t find the words, finally stuttering out: “Do you sell white rice here?”
“White rice?” The waitress frowned, “You an just plain rice?”
“Yes, that’s what I an.” The old man nodded.
The waitress replied, “Sorry, but we don’t sell plain rice separately. However, we do have a chicken leg and rice set al. It’s not expensive, around 58 yuan.”
Upon hearing “58 yuan”, the old man shook his hand furiously and glanced at the table next to them, where previous custors had left, and asked, “Can… can I eat the leftovers from their table?”
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