"Then I won't disturb you any further. You go ahead please," He Qiong said hurriedly, afraid that she might delay Wang Yue's matters.
Wang Yue nodded and turned to head towards Ling Xueyan's office. But after taking a few steps, he turned back and said, "Aunt He, actually, the place is already very clean. There's no need to clean it any further. You can take this time to rest."
"Thank you, Young Master Wang. I know," He Qiong said, but she didn't take it seriously.
In fact, not only Wang Yue but also Ling Xueyan and even Chen Chen had told her the same thing, yet she still insisted on doing it this way.
She was a person who knew how to be grateful, and the work here was really too easy. Many of the secretaries were even eager to do those tasks just to impress the two bosses.
If He Qiong had wanted to, she wouldn't have had to do anything at all—she could just sit there from morning until afternoon and then wait to get paid.
