After the divorce, I became a rich girl

An Ling decisively ordered Vivian: "Go and check how the interview room is prepared." This sentence not only hinted at Vivian's dissatisfaction, but also implied that he hoped she could leave this embarrassing place as soon as possible to avoid losing face in front of everyone.

Although she was unwilling, in front of so many leaders, Vivian could only reluctantly obey An Ling's arrangements and left in disappointment.

Before leaving, she glared at Li Jiawei fiercely, trying to convey her dissatisfaction and anger with her eyes. However, Li Jiawei just looked back at her calmly, without any inner fluctuations. She felt that Vivian's behavior was no different from a child's play, and there was no real threat at all.

The workplace struggles on TV may be fierce, but the "struggles" in reality often seem childish and ridiculous. Li Jiawei couldn't help but think that perhaps the most high-end business wars are just some tricks like watering the opponent's money tree or turning off the opponent's power switch.

An Ling and his team first received Xiao Yi and Li Jiawei in the conference room. After the staff confirmed that all preparations had been completed, they went to the interview room together.

In the interview room, Wu Ziqi was wearing a fitted business suit and stood straight, ready to greet Xiao Yi. When her eyes fell on Li Jiawei who came in with Xiao Yi, a hint of surprise flashed across her eyes.

Li Jiawei smiled and quietly made a "hush" gesture to her, signaling her not to say anything. Wu Ziqi smiled knowingly, then walked elegantly towards Xiao Yi, stretched out her hand and said, "Hello, Teacher Xiao, I am Wu Ziqi."

Xiao Yi politely shook her hand back and exchanged a few words. Under Wu Ziqi's guidance, Xiao Yi sat down at the interviewer's seat and prepared to start the formal interview.

The interview lasted for an hour and a half. Li Jiawei watched Wu Ziqi, who was full of confidence, and Xiao Yi, who sat upright, raised his thin lips, and talked eloquently. This was the first time she had observed the two people's serious demeanor at work so closely. It must be said that no matter whether it is a man or a woman, the confidence they show when they work seriously is attractive.

Li Jiawei couldn't help but think about her current situation. Although she felt relieved, she was worried that if this continued she would gradually lose herself and lose her own value.

Besides, Xiao Yi was going to the northwest tomorrow, and she had checked his schedule for the next few months, which was very full. It was impossible for her to follow Xiao Yi everywhere, so what should she do?

It seems that she needs to plan carefully.

Halfway through the interview, Li Jiawei's legs were numb from sitting and she was a little thirsty, so she just took Xiao Yi's water cup. It was impossible for her to drink the water in Xiao Yi's cup in public.

Therefore, she quietly stood up and left the interview room. With the identity of Xiao Yi's assistant, she took a general tour of the "Meishang" company. There were about 70 to 80 employees in the company. It was indeed a fashion company. All the employees were handsome and beautiful, and they were all dressed very fashionably.

Li Jiawei looked at her sportswear, which looked ordinary and standard in comparison.

She unconsciously walked into the tea room and found that the drinks on the bar were instant coffee and coffee beans, not even a bottle of mineral water. There was no snack at all. The "simple" style here revealed a sense of discordant fashion.

Just then, Vivian came in with a cup of water. Seeing Li Jiawei staring at the coffee machine on the bar, she sneered and said, "Want some coffee?"

Li Jiawei turned her head and looked at Vivian: "Well, I'm a little thirsty!"

Weiwei noticed that Li Jiawei's hands were empty: "Don't you have a cup?"

Li Jiawei shook her head: "No, are there any paper cups here?"

Hearing the word "paper cup", Vivian couldn't help but sneer: "Who would use such a low-end thing!"

Li Jiawei responded with a smile: "Paper cups are low-end? What if customers come and want to drink water?"

Vivian smiled and said, "Of course, there are special tea sets for guests!"

Li Jiawei asked, "Can you help me get a tea set?"

Weiwei looked Li Jiawei up and down, her eyes full of disdain: "Are you a customer? To put it nicely, you are an assistant, to put it bluntly, you are a nanny. Do you think you are qualified to use the tea sets for customers?"

Li Jiawei usually doesn't get angry, but seeing Vivian's contemptuous attitude, she couldn't help but get angry: "Is this how Meishang treats its customers? Does Meishang have to classify its customers into different levels?"

Weiwei smiled and squeezed Li Jiawei aside, stood beside the coffee machine, put in a coffee capsule, and started brewing coffee. The air was filled with the aroma of coffee, and she continued, "People are divided into different classes. Some people are born in Rome, and people like you, even if you are Xiao Yi's assistant now, you are just an assistant."

Li Jiawei was almost amused by Vivian's "feudal" remarks. She looked directly at Vivian, who thought highly of herself, and asked, "Your name is Vivian?"

Vivian smiled and nodded slightly: "Yes, I am Vivian!"

Li Jiawei responded with a smile: "Okay, I'll remember you, and I hope you don't forget what I said today." After that, she turned and left.

After leaving the tea room, a girl in a lavender dress called Li Jiawei, handed her a bottle of black tea, and said, "This is for you."

Li Jiawei took the drink and said gratefully: "Thank you!"

The girl smiled and replied, "My name is Yu Siqiu, I'm an artist at 'Meishang', responsible for the magazine's layout design, illustrations and other work. Sister, can I ask you for a favor?"

Li Jiawei took a sip of her drink, turned around and said, "Go ahead!"

Yu Siqiu whispered cautiously, "I'm a fan of Xiao Yi. I've liked him since high school, and it's been almost ten years. Can you help me get an autographed photo of him?"

Li Jiawei looked at the expectation flashing in the little girl's eyes and nodded with a smile: "Of course, after he is done, I can arrange for you to take a photo with him."

Yu Siqiu was so excited that she almost jumped up after hearing what Li Jiawei said: "Really? Thank you, sister, you are so kind!" Then she took Li Jiawei to her workstation, secretly opened the drawer, and took out a few shaqi ma from it, "Sister, do you want to eat it? This is what I hid secretly. The company does not allow you to bring snacks, but I am hungry every afternoon."

Li Jiawei looked at the girl's cute face with some baby fat and said with a smile, "Thank you, I don't want to eat." Although the girl's face was chubby, she did not look fat. Instead, she looked more cute and festive.

However, Yu Siqiu insisted on giving Li Jiawei two shaqi ma: "Sister, try it, this is really delicious."

Facing Yu Siqiu's enthusiasm, Li Jiawei couldn't refuse, so she opened a bag of Shaqima and took a bite. Shaqima was soft and sticky, with a milky aroma. Although she usually didn't like sweets, she thought it tasted very good at this moment: "It's really delicious!"