Hypnotizing Love -
Chapter 1140 Brainless Mr. Jones
Amber saw the receptionist leave, then turned her head back and said to Mr. Jones, who was sitting on the sofa like a grandfather, "Mr. Jones, my staff needs my help, so I'll go over there first, you sit down for a moment, I'll be right back."
As she spoke, she kept a polite smile on her face, but the smile did not reach her eyes and appeared rather cold.
There was no way she was not enthusiastic about this person.
Not to mention the fact that this man is Norah's father, a man of the Jones family whom she does not have the slightest liking for.
Let's just say that this person's every move since he came to her is quite tiresome.
She had never seen such arrogance when she was a guest at someone else's place.
"Go ahead, but you better hurry up, I have other things to do next, I don't have time to spend too long with you." Mr. Jones lifted his arm and looked at his watch, commanding with a superior look.
Obviously, he did not treat Amber as a person of equal status with himself, but as a small person who can come and go.
Amber narrowed her eyes, then lowered her eyelids to hide the coldness in her eyes, smiled faintly, and turned to leave the office.
After she left, the assistant standing behind Mr. Jones looked at the direction she left and said to Mr. Jones with some uneasiness, "Mr. Jones, isn't it not good for you to treat Miss Reed like this?"
When Mr. Jones, who was shaking his legs, heard this, he stopped, then looked up and stared at his assistant with a dissatisfied face, "What do you mean? Helping her to speak?"
"No, no, no, no." The assistant quickly shook his head and waved his hand to explain, "Mr. Jones, I'm not speaking for Miss Reed, I'm thinking for ourselves, we came to the house, mainly to apologize, to get Miss Reed's forgiveness, but your attitude just now, not like to apologize, but like to...... to pick a fight."
The more the assistant spoke, the more he whispered, and finally didn't dare to look at Mr. Jones.
Mr. Jones' face grew hard, "You're saying I'm here to pick a fight?"
"No." The assistant shook his head, "I'm not saying you're here to pick a fight, but your attitude is really not very appropriate, I think, our attitude, or a little lower, maybe the purpose is achieved in the end?" The assistant made a depressing gesture to remind.
Mr. Jones snorted in disbelief, "Why should I lower my attitude? Who is she and what are her qualifications?"
Mr. Jones face fierce pointed at the direction of Amber left, plucked up the volume of angry roar, "how old she is how old I am, in terms of status, I am her senior, is her elders, I can personally come to her to apologize, she should be frankly accepted, and the sensible, she should take the initiative to ignore this matter when I have not spoken, this is considered her good sense, and let me Lower the attitude, she is also worthy!"
After listening to Mr. Jones' rampant words, the assistant's heart simply, the whole person is messed up.
No wonder the secretary department and the public relations department, are preparing to resign, said this company to bring down the estimated no future.
He didn't believe it at first, but now he has to believe it too.
With this kind of brain muddled boss, the company will not collapse.
It is clear that their own family members have offended others, and now they are looking for an apology, not only do they not lower their posture, but they are also so arrogant.
This is afraid that his company is not fast enough to cross, right?
The assistant rolled her eyes in her heart and didn't bother to advise anymore.
Good words are hard to persuade the search for death, anyway, it is not his company, whatever.
Thinking like this, the assistant lowered her head and stopped talking, quietly acting as a transparent person.
Meanwhile, the pantry.
Amber walked in and offered to close the door.
The receptionist was receiving boiling water, when she heard the sound, she put down the kettle in her hand and turned around, seeing Amber coming, she put her hand on her bag skirt and wiped it with some formality, "Chairman, you're here."
Amber see her see himself so nervous, gentle smile, "not you called me to come over, so I came ah, do not be nervous, what is the matter with me, I am not a flood beast, will eat you ah?" When the receptionist heard Amber's gentle and reassuring words, her cheeks reddened and the tension in her heart, indeed, gradually relaxed.
"It's like this chairman, just......"
The receptionist told Amber everything that had happened between the arrival of Mr. Jones and Amber's office.
Amber laughed in exasperation after hearing this, "Come to my place and dare to be so demeaning, just as I have no temper!"
"That's right, they are too much, chairman, you must not let them have a good time." The receptionist clenched her fist and said with righteous indignation.
Amber looked at her so angry, collected her fire and laughed: "Don't worry, I have a handle on it, but thank you for defending the company."
The receptionist scratched her head sheepishly, "I'm part of Goldstone Co. and I can't be silent when someone does that to Goldstone Co."
"Double the bonus this month." Amber smiled at her.
The receptionist first froze, then asked with great joy, "Chairman, really?"
"Of course, out of my mouth, I can still lie to you?" Amber's smile was strong, "Later, you go and talk to the finance side, just say that I said it, the finance will confirm with me."
"Thank you chairman, thank you chairman." The receptionist excitedly bowed to Amber in a hurry.
Amber shook her head in amusement and helped the person up, "Well, first make the tea."
"Ohhh, okay, I'll make it." The receptionist re-picked up the kettle she had just put down and poured water into the teacups.
After pouring, the receptionist put a lid on the teacups, put the two cups of tea into the tray, and was about to carry them up.
Amber took the lead and picked it up, "Give it to me, I'll just send it in myself, when you go down later, call a few security guards up, have them stand guard at the door of my office, and when you hear me kick people out, have them come in and take those two people out for me."
The receptionist's eyes lit up at these words and nodded, "Yes chairman, I will do as I am told."
Amber hmmed, picked up her tray and exited the pantry, heading for her office.
The office is right next door, and as soon as you exit the pantry is your own office.
Amber heard the faint sound of talking coming from inside, in which she also heard her name.
Amber knew that it must be Mr. Jones talking to his assistant about something about himself, her red lips pursed, and she deliberately kicked the office door to create a sound.
When the people in the office heard the sound, they knew Amber was back and immediately stopped talking.
Don't see how arrogant Mr. Jones just now, but really in front of Amber to say those words, he simply can't say it again.
Even the flame, are much lowered, look behind the assistant full of contempt.
That's it?
The nest is this kind of bar!
"I'm sorry to keep you waiting, Mr. Jones." Amber pretended not to notice that she had heard them talking about herself, smiled and walked over to Mr. Jones and his assistant and placed the cups of tea one by
one.
Mr. Jones glanced at the tea and didn't say anything.
It was the assistant behind him who thanked Amber in a very polite way.
Amber raised her eyebrows in some surprise and glanced at her assistant, seeing genuine gratitude in her assistant's eyes, she was really quite surprised in her heart.
She originally thought that with the kind of master, there would be the kind of subordinates.
A man like Mr. Jones must not be surrounded by good people either.
Unexpectedly, the assistant was quite sober.
It's a pity that such an assistant is with a man like Mr. Jones.
Amber regrettably thought, quickly put these thoughts to the back of his mind, sat down opposite Mr. Jones, indifferently smiled and asked, "Mr. Jones, try this tea, not to your liking?"
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