Wooing My ex-wife (Gwendolyn and Maverick)
Chapter 821

Chapter 821 New Work Arrangement

"Exactly. I suspect she's just stirring up trouble for no reason."

Cough! Cough!

The department manager, Queenie Zeller, arrived. She cleared her throat twice, and the meeting room fell silent instantly.

Everyone looked at the department manager with faces full of surprise.

Today, she was dressed in a standard professional woman's attire. Her long hair had been cut into a neat, short style, making her look even more decisive and capable.

Queenie handed the documents to Whitney, indicating her to distribute them to everyone. "Thank you, Whitney."

Once everyone had the documents in their hands, Queenie finally said, "I've been in our department for over a month now. You all should have a good idea of what kind of person I am. When you're working under me, put away any unnecessary schemes. I'm a person who can't tolerate any nonsense. As long as you don't cross my bottom line, I'll allow anything. But if anyone tries to play smart with me, don't blame me for not showing you mercy. I don't care how you entered the company. If you're in my department, you better behave yourself."

Queenie's words were impactful, causing Lana, who was previously fidgeting, to immediately sit up straight.

"It's the end of September now, and the third quarter of the year is about to pass. I hope that in the last. quarter of this year, our logistics department can achieve some results and not hold back the company. Lana, you will continue to assist in reviewing and revising the administrative and logistical management regulations. You will also be responsible for the organization and management of daily administrative and logistical tasks. If there are any areas you're unsure about, make sure to communicate with your team leader promptly. Sissi, set aside the work you have at hand for now and assist Lana. The rules and regulations must be perfected. We absolutely cannot afford any mistakes. Whitney."

Upon hearing her name suddenly being called out, Whitney immediately perked up, attentively waiting for Queenie's instructions.

"You have about a month left of your probation period, right? You're a meticulous person, and you've been doing a good job. There's an important task coming up that I'd like to assign to you." An important task? Whitney suddenly became nervous, waiting for what Queenie would say next.

"You are in charge of drafting a comprehensive document for the logistics department, and you need to provide a plan for logistics management. For instance, if you were to manage the logistics department, what would your plan be? I'm giving you half a month. During this time, if there's anything you don't understand, feel free to come to me directly. By the way, this proposal will be presented directly to Mr. Newton at the company meeting. You must ensure it's well-prepared."

Whoosh!

Everyone's gaze swiftly turned to Whitney. That was no simple task. If it weren't done well, it would be a huge embarrassment for the entire logistics department.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Whitney stood up and responded, "I understand, Ms. Zeller. I will do my best."

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The pressure was really overwhelming.

Lana, standing to the side, wore a smirk of schadenfreude. She was all set to enjoy the spectacle of Whitney making a fool of herself.

"All right. I've arranged all the tasks that need to be done. I ask everyone to give their best effort. We need to show those who look down on our department what we're capable of. This concludes today's meeting. Everyone is dismissed." Queenie stepped out of the meeting room with the documents in hand, and the expression on Whitney's face fell instantly.

Logistics management planning was not her forte at all. She was basically clueless at that moment.

"What's the matter, Ms. Mellor? Look at how much Ms. Zeller values you. Despite knowing you're still an intern, she entrusted such an important task to you. This clearly shows your significance in our department."

"Indeed, Whitney. The work we senior employees do is no more important than yours. You must give it your all and not let down Ms. Zeller's trust in you."

Lana, accompanied by her entourage, walked up to Whitney and began to make sarcastic remarks.

Whitney wasn't going to let the words of those people who wanted to kick her while she was down to affect her.

The more they couldn't stand to see her succeed, the more determined she became to achieve something.

"Thanks for your good wishes. I'll give it my all." Having said that, Whitney turned around and left, no longer paying attention to the mockery of those behind her. Returning to her desk, Whitney began to search online for examples of logistics planning management plans. Unbeknownst to her, the sky outside had gradually darkened. Everyone in the department had left for the day. Only the light at her workstation remained on.

Her notebook was filled with a page full of writing, and the screen was still lit up with text about the project plan.

At that moment, she was completely engrossed in her work, oblivious to everything happening outside. She didn't even know what time it was.

Having finished all his work, Charles stepped out of the office. Then, he saw Isaac waiting at the door with a stack of documents in his hands.

"Mr. Newton, would you like to review these documents today? They are about the renovation of the aquarium.”

After a hectic day, Charles was left with nothing but a severe headache. If he was asked to review these documents now, he might just harbor the thought of killing Isaac.

Catching his boss' stern gaze, Isaac quickly tidied up the documents and said in a sycophantic manner, "Mr. Newton, when I came up just now, I saw Mrs. Newton was still at her desk. Would you like to go and check on her?"

"She's working overtime?"

Isaac shook his head. "I'm not sure about that. It seems Ms. Zeller has arranged a new task for Mrs.

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Take a look?

Charles glanced at him, and Isaac immediately understood his intention. He quickly entered the elevator and pressed the button for the fifteenth floor. Then, he stepped out and respectfully invited Charles into the elevator.

The numbers on the elevator panel changed as the elevator descended.

Only then did Isaac dare to let out a long sigh of relief. I've really overstepped earlier. The CEO was going to see his wife. What was I thinking, meddling in their affairs?

Before long, the elevator reached the fifteenth floor.

The entire building served as the office for the logistics department. At that moment, it was after work hours, and all the lights in the corridor were turned off.

Through the frosted glass, Charles saw Whitney's lit workstation and quietly walked in..

Viewed from behind, she presented a pleasing silhouette. Her long hair casually cascaded down her back, catching the light from the desk lamp, which lent her golden locks a glossy sheen. Her delicate, fair earlobes were revealed as her hair was tucked behind her ears.

"Something seems off here..." She bit the end of her pen, furrowing her brows as she revised the plan in front of her.

She spent the entire afternoon sitting there, constantly revising the plan but still couldn't produce a decent outline.

After typing out her new ideas on the keyboard, Whitney finally allowed herself to relax. She lazily stretched her arms, only to unexpectedly touch a warm chest, which startled her into quickly withdrawing

her hand.

"M-Mr. Newton, how come you're here?" When did he actually arrive? How is it that he made no sound while walking?

Whitney's heart was pounding, her eyes filled with anxiety.

Looking at the content on her computer screen, Charles sneered, "Is this the proposal you plan to submit?"