"The work is easier than being a receptionist, and you can earn money."

Mingyao politely declined, indicating that she did not need it.

One advantage of working at the Haichang branch is that you get to see Pei Siyu more often, a privilege not available at other companies.

While Wang Lina was chatting enthusiastically with Mingyao, Ni An stood alone behind the stage.

Her gaze toward Mingyao was filled with envy, jealousy, and hatred.

I'm so envious.

It seems that Mingyao doesn't have to do anything to win everyone's favor, regardless of age or gender.

No matter how hard she tried, it was still out of reach.

They were clearly the same, the only difference being that Mingyao was prettier than her.

Suddenly, Ni An felt a burning gaze.

She composed herself, looked up, and met Wang Lina's gaze.

Wang Lina's eyes were curved and smiling, but her gaze was as cold as an icicle, piercing Ni An's chest.

Ni An quickly lowered her head, not daring to breathe.

Even though Madam Wang didn't say it, she could sense Madam Wang's disgust towards her.

This is the difference between people.

After getting off work in the evening, Mingyao hurriedly packed her things, preparing to go to the Wang family's house.

Just as she reached the door, Mingyao bumped into Wang Zhouheng.

Mingyao was stunned; she hadn't expected him to come to the company.

"Mr. Wang, what are you doing here?"

Wang Zhouheng moved aside, and Mingyao saw the luxury car parked on the side of the road.

Mrs. Wang stood beside the luxury car, waving at her with a big smile.

"Madam Wang, what brings you here again?"

Wang Lina pouted and said with dissatisfaction, "What, are you so eager for me to leave?"