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Sophia made a quick stop at the front desk to collect the books Charles had ordered for her. When she rushed outside the financial director’s office, Maisie was in the middle of a phone call. Judging from the expression on her face, it was not going well.
Sophia immediately withdrew her hand that was already on the door when she saw Maisie and stayed outside the door quietly.
“Mr. Stewart, we have agreed on the payment five days ago but you’re telling me that you can’t make the payment now. That’s not very nice, is it?
“You don’t have to give me these excuses. I am quite aware of Jones Group’s current situation as well.”
The talk ended unpleasantly as Maisie finally ended the call with a sullen expression. She sat back in her seat.
Sophia summoned up all her courage and knocked on the door.
“Do you think of nothing about everything I said to you this morning?” Maisie cast her a cold glare and did not bother inviting her into the room. “Or do you think you can disregard my words because you have your father to back you up?!”
Sophia lowered her head and said, “Please don’t misunderstand me, I just don’t want to give up something I’ve started. If I leave the company just because you said a few harsh words to me, that would mean the utmost disrespect toward you and the company.”
Maisie looked her up and down for a long while before saying, “Come in.”
“Thank you, Ms. Leadman.” Sophia entered the office with the books clutched against her chest. Since she had not been assigned any tasks, she made herself comfortable on the couch and began reading.
In the past, she had devoted herself entirely to dancing and neglected all her classes. The only reason she got admitted to a top-tier college back then was that she had dance as her extracurricular, so the college made an exception for her.
She found such highly professional academics boring and tormenting, but these were nothing worth mentioning after spending two years in prison.
Maisie quickly scanned through the books, and when she noticed keywords like ‘2018 Certified Public Accountant’s Cost Management Examination’ and ‘Corporate Strategic Management and Tax Laws’, she piped up, “You don’t even have a solid basic foundation and you’re reading these… You clearly have eyes bigger than your stomach, just like your father!”
Sophia closed the book, shrugged off the sneering tone directed at her, and asked sincerely, “What books do you think are more appropriate for me, then?”
Maisie, “...”
Sophia leaped at the opportunity to exploit the situation to her advantage!
“The Basics of Accounting, Tax Laws, Tax Planning…” Maisie proceeded to list out over a dozen books all at once.
Sophia blinked her eyes with a solemn expression. “I think I remember all the titles you just said but even the faintest ink is better than the best memory. Why don’t I add you on WeChat so you can send me the list of these books?”
Maisie looked at her coldly without speaking.
Sophia had a taste of suffering under people like Charles and Master Harris, so naturally, she was not afraid of Maisie’s overbearing attitude toward her. “I believe that you’re a good leader and you would hope to see a newcomer improve under your guidance.”
“You don’t even have the slightest bit of basics and have completely zero knowledge of the subject. The first thing you do is fawn over your superior. Is this what your father taught you?” Maisie never liked people who curry favors, so she responded to Sophia’s question straightforwardly.
Sophia’s expression did not change under Maisie’s sharp words. “I personally think that establishing a good relationship with my superior isn’t the same as fawning over my superior.”
This time, Maisie kept quiet.
“Besides, you were my grandparents’ right-hand personnel,” Sophia continued.
“Although I’ve only heard stories of them and don’t have many memories of them, I have always respected and admired them, so if I’m being honest, I would love to get closer to you so I can know more about them... If possible.”
Then, the room went silent.
Maisie seemed to be deep in thought as nostalgia flashed in her eyes.
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