ut thirty or forty years old, with fine lines at the corners of his eyes and skin tanned by the sun.Though their ages differed, both were disabled individuals. Their clothes, while neat, had long been...“You're quite good at taking responsibility, aren't you” Meng Lan looked at her, a curl playing on her red lips. “There are two hundred or so employees in the Dream Will Society. If everyone were to fight like this, the shop wouldn't be open for long. So, from now on, you'll work in the cleaning department. You won't need to handle welcoming guests anymore. As for dormitory arrangements, the company will naturally make new ones for you. You won’t see each other as much, and there will be fewer conflicts, don't you think”

Having finished speaking, Menglan stared straight at her, wanting to see what her reaction would be. After all, welcoming guests was something young girls were usually assigned, but the cleaning department, frankly speaking, was a place that only laid-off grandmothers would willingly go to. It was dirty, tiring, and thankless work.

It's a pity that A-wai's expression didn't change at all, she only hummed once and then fell silent. This left Menglan a little disappointed. She raised an eyebrow and asked, "Don't you have anything to say"

"I shake my head. For me, as long as I get paid, it doesn't matter what kind of work it is. Besides, He Zong gave the order himself, and anything I say would be pointless. Why bother making him unhappy"

Meng Lan had to admit, she kind of admired her. After a moment's pause, she smiled openly, "Since there are no objections, then let's pack up and go report back."

"Okay, thanks Dream Orchid Sister."

Looking at Xiangwan return to the dorm, Menglan stood in the hallway and thought for a moment before taking out her phone from her bag and dialing a number.

The phone was answered quickly, "Huh What's up"

"As you ordered, I've transferred her to the cleaning department."

He was looking at a file, listening to Menglan's words on his phone. His flipping hand paused for a moment, and after a while, he said in a low voice: "What's her reaction"

"He accepted it calmly and without fuss or tears."

“Is that so” He frowned, rubbing his throbbing temples with his hand, and said: “Well, in that case, we can give her a bit more work. After all, at her age, she’s still considered young in the cleaning department. It’s only right that she does more.”

Meng Lan hesitated for a moment, somewhat hesitant: "President He, isn't this a bit harsh After all, she's still a young girl..."

He didn't speak, and Meng Lan realized she had spoken out of turn. Her heart tightened, and she changed the subject: "By the way, next Monday, Qifeng Real Estate's young master is coming to have a birthday party. Will you be coming too"

"Hmm."

"Then I'll prepare your favorite drink."

"Just leave it to me to arrange."

After hanging up the phone, He Hanchuan refocused his attention on the document in front of him, but he couldn't bring himself to read a single character.

Not crying or making a fuss, accepting it calmly Well, Wanye, she really keeps refreshing his understanding of her over and over again. He just wouldn't believe it, someone's nature from childhood to adulthood could really be smoothed out in two years.

He wanted to see how long she could keep up the pretense.

……

"Hey, the hand soap in the women's restroom is out! Are you just going to leave it empty Waiting for me"

向晚 spent the afternoon cleaning a private room where drunk guests had been partying. She was so busy wiping up vomit that her back ached by the time she sat down to take a sip of water. Just then, the inspecting manager called her away.

"You've got eyes but can't see a thing Are they just for decoration"

Behind her was endless insults, but Xiang Wan ignored them. Holding a new bottle of hand sanitizer, she entered the women's restroom. She had worked in the cleaning department for a week and no longer needed to show her face or worry about being recognized by acquaintances when greeting guests at the entrance. Although tiring, she felt grounded.

With nimble hands, she replaced the hand sanitizer and went out with a cleaning box in her hand. As soon as she stepped out, the sharp-tongued manager was waiting for her at the door.

"Finished with your work, then go to the rooftop to help."

"The rooftop" Xiang Wan only then remembered that a colleague had booked the top floor rooftop for a birthday party for a big client this evening. She frowned and said, "Manager, it's already 8:30 pm, time for me to change shifts, and I haven't even eaten all day..."

“What” Hearing that A-Wan didn't want to go, the manager’s voice immediately rose several octaves, shouting, "We are short-staffed right now! You are here to eat and get paid by the company. Do you intend to abandon your post at a critical moment If that's the case, then just tell Dreamland Sister and let her make arrangements for you!”

Telling Meng Lan was the same as telling He Hanchuan. Her heart tightened: "Please don't tell Sister Meng Lan, I'll go right now. Please don't be angry."

"I can still handle you, hurry up and don't dawdle!"

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