Novel Square
Chapter 51
Chapter 51
Chapter 51 I’m Joking Too
Janice stood frozen in her spot, the phrase “You’re not pretty enough” echoing in her
ears.
She felt the curious gazes of those around her. With anger coursing through her, she quivered and her face twisted in fury as she charged forward, intent on attacking Chloe.
Nonetheless, Chloe effortlessly evaded her and fixed her gaze on Janice with her almond -shaped eyes. “Did you intentionally recommend me for the business department during our interview?”
Having been in Baxon for a month, Chloe now had some understanding of the business department. Besides performing well, everyone there was a beautiful woman. It was obvious what their role was.
Janice had clearly wanted to push her into a trap.
“All right, all right, simmer down. Janice was just joking with you.” Maurice stepped forward to mediate the situation. He gestured at the colleagues at the side to pull Janice
away.
Chloe’s face sank. ‘A joke huh?’
A smile slowly spread across her beautiful face as she calmly said, “Yeah, I was just joking too.”
“No, wait. Are you serious? You’re not done yet?” Maurice was stunned.
Chloe wore a self-assured smile and scanned the spectators. Nobody had stepped in despite Janice’s attempted assault, and Maurice even had the audacity to brush it off as a joke.
If they wanted a joke, then she would give them one.
In the afternoon, Janice resigned. Rumor had it that she wept uncontrollably in the CEO’s office as if she had been grievously mistreated. She was given a month’s worth of compensation.
Chloe ignored the news and continued to focus on her work. If she did not adopt a stronger stance this time, everyone would take her for a pushover next time.
Six o’clock came, and work was out for the day. Chloe entered the elevator, and two HR employees started whispering.
“That’s her. She’s the one who forced Janice to resign.”
“She’s kind of attractive, but she shouldn’t trample over others’ looks. It’s one’s parents who give one their appearance. There’s nothing Janice can do about it…”
“Yeah, physical appearances are inherited from our parents, but not our character.”
Chloe spoke up, standing tall and carrying a confident posture. Her voice was clear and loud, in contrast to the hushed whispers of the two people in front of her.
Ding.
The elevator doors opened.
Chloe stepped out of the elevator in lithe, graceful steps, her figure slender and graceful. Nôvel(D)rama.Org's content.
Her strategy of beating the dog before the lion proved quite effective. Despite the continued murmurs and whispers, no one dared to intentionally provoke her in the following week.
During a meeting one day, the superiors distributed tasks.
“Chloe, I want you to go to Fairlight this afternoon and discuss our cooperation with Mr. Jack. It’d be best if you can settle everything in one go. If not, at least find out his stance on the matter and what he wants in terms of price or resource exchange.”
Fairlight had only recently relocated back to their home country of Asvand this year, and they held significant influence both domestically and internationally. Their resources were even more plentiful than Baxon’s, making their assistance crucial for Baxon to have a chance at bidding for a project from a foreign company.
Chloe’s mouth turned into a single, firm line. “Are you asking me to entertain him?”
“You can put it that way.” The superior patted her shoulder. “You’re young, beautiful, and competent. I trust you to handle this. Even if you can’t close the deal, you can at least have a meal with Mr. Jack and make friends with him.”
“I can’t do it, I’m sorry. Please find someone else,” she said.
She had no desire to visit Fairlight or socialize with Jack. When she was hired, they only mentioned that she would be involved in coordinating projects with other companies. They never said anything about entertaining clients.
“I’m asking you to go because I believe in you. There’s no one better suited for this task than you. Chloe, you wouldn’t deny me this favor, would you?”