NovelGoldChapter 1970
| was given light work for the past two days in Grant Corporation by the cleaning department until this day.
| saw that the ladies were all gathered around when | first arrived. | did not know what they were discussing, but
when | got closer, | heard one of them say, "The chief accidentally fell when she was picking up her grandson
yesterday. She hurt her foot and is expected to recuperate at hfor a while before she can cback to
work."
"Falling at this age is no trivial matter. It's a must that she gets sgood rest. But we don't have a leader now."
"Director Doyle said someone will be transferred over to serve as interim chief to assign work. | don't know who
itis."
Transfer an interim chief over?
Immediately, | felt a sense of unease.
After a while, a voice cfrom the door. "Look at the time. Why aren't you guys off cleaning? What are you all
doing around here?"
It was a familiar voice.
Hattie!
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt| looked up and saw Hattie walking in wearing a fancy dress and heels. She was giving off quite the aura of a
leader.
She put her hands behind her back and looked down at us. "Since your old chief is injured, I'll be the acting chief
during this tand assign you your work. | hope everyone will cooperate."
"Isn't she Director Doyle's mother? She caused strouble a while ago."
"Yes, it's her."
A few of the ladies whispered among themselves.
It seemed that Hattie had a reputation in the company.
Hattie coughed a few times. "Alright, enough with your discussion. Off to work."
After she said that, the ladies picked up their tools and prepared to clean.
Hattie glanced at me, and her enigmatic aura rose again. "Oh, why if it isn't Miss Lane? Why are you in this
department? | suppose it's as the saying goes. Every dog has its days. It's your turn to be miserable." .net
Ignoring her tone, | picked up the bucket and rag and was about to head out when Hattie stopped me. "Wait,
that's it for you? How did you guys assign jobs before?"
"Wanda is pregnant, so the old chief assigned her the relatively easy job of cleaning up the conference room and
office," one of the ladies explained to me.
Hearing this, Hattie chuckled a few
times and waved her hand. "How can this be? She might be pregnant, but she's young. How can you allow
youngin such an easy job? Hey, you, chere." .net
She pointed to the lady in a corner and scrutinized her. "You look like the oldest one here. Where do you clean?"
"I'm indeed the oldest, and | clean the windows."
"Cleaning the windows. That's fine, you can swap jobs with our Miss Lane here. You're old, so you should have it
easier," Hattie ordered.
The lady glanced at me, looking somewhat troubled. "There are splaces where you need to climb higher up
to clean the windows. It might not be convenient for Wanda."
"What's the inconvenience? She's
just pregnant. Did we not also climb
around when we were pregnant? How could it be impossible for the women of this generation? | don't think Miss
Lane is that delicate, right?" Hattie glanced at me.
To avoid conflict, | nodded to the lady. "It's okay, Ma'am. | can do it."
After switching our tools, everyone had left, leaving only Hattie andin the department.
"Miss Lane, do clean the windows properly. I'll be checking from tto time." She smiled atsmugly and
then entered her office.
| shook my head and walked out helplessly. It was just cleaning windows, no big deal.
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