The room fell silent, and everyone had a look of disbelief on their faces.
"This, can’t be possible."
Everyone knew that Young Master Yu had very high expectations for his employees.
Just having a face, and not even an exceptionally remarkable one, was absolutely of no use to Young Master Yu.
When Young Master Yu first joined the company, almost all the female employees were attracted by his outstanding appearance.
At that ti, he was just an air-dropped manager, ranked below many others, and his identity was completely confidential, but wherever he went, he was a flashy scene.
A female supervisor tried to attract him using so unwritten rules of business, but Young Master Yu just looked at her indifferently and asked, "What is your na?"
The female supervisor, heart fluttering, ntioned her na only to be dismissed not long after.
This incident beca a legend in the company.
Over half a year later, the company officially revealed his real identity and he was successfully promoted to be the young and wealthy, handso president; the original President Yu officially stepped back to beco the chairman.
However, after this promotion, everyone beca even more curious.
Even though they knew Si Qiao wasn’t very interested in girls, many still hoped to stand out by their beauty.
Unfortunately, not only was Young Master Yu not interested in won, he also had face blindness.
There were many people in the secretarial office, even more won.
Every ti Si Qiao saw soone, he could barely recognize a few, not even those who constantly hovered around him, breaking the hearts of the beautiful secretaries.
Now Gu Wenjuan’s face, inferior to those who had tried to seduce Si Qiao by who knows how much, even her figure was quite ordinary.
Even the girls in the secretarial office were better than her, how could it be...
Everyone heard that Gu Wenjuan was brought in by Young Master Yu, looking at each other with astonishnt.
Soon soone raised a doubt, "What exactly is your relationship with Young Master Yu?"
Gu Wenjuan noticed more people in the breakroom and that everyone was watching her.
Never very bold, Gu Wenjuan felt extrely nervous being surrounded by a group of elites, and said, "I guess, friends."
Having said that, Gu Wenjuan felt she couldn’t stay any longer, hugging her cup, "I’ll go first."
As Gu Wenjuan left, the breakroom erupted, and people who were scattered in every corner gathered again:
"A friend of Young Master Yu? How is that possible?"
"Young Master Yu doesn’t seem like soone who would make friends."
"She looks so plain and simple, and even her clothes..." he pondered his words, "are very student-like."
"She’s definitely not Young Master Yu’s type..."
"Don’t be funny, do you even know what type Young Master Yu likes?"
"Definitely not your type."
"Of course not my type, even Princess Mo isn’t his type, how can you compare yourself with Princess Mo?"
The chatter in the breakroom was very lively.
Gu Wenjuan noticed that their gaze was sowhat strange when they finally returned and saw her, she lowered her head and took a deep breath.
She was different from them.
Gu Wenjuan knew it.
But if they could survive in this place, she could too.
Gu Wenjuan made up her mind to diligently complete the work at hand.
The work she was currently handling was quite simple, a tall beauty ca over and said, "There’s a eting later, Gu Wenjuan please make 12 copies of this docunt."
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