CHAPTER 534: CHAPTER 254: THE DEEP WATERS OF SKYWARD GROUP (1 UPDATE)

Seeing him about to make a phone call, Jane Quinlan hurriedly said, "This time it seems it’s not for some ulterior motive.

It’s just because the situation at the newspaper is a bit chaotic.

So he changed his strategy and decided to go with a stock ownership system.

Let the employees own shares and work for themselves.

He wants to divert his energy from there and focus on working for Skyward Group.

Because you had him fire Xavier, he has been without an assistant for a while, so he transferred me over there."

Kay Forrest coldly stated, "Those are all excuses, he’s just trying to provoke me.

How about you? Are you willing to work there?

If you’re not, I can help you make adjustments."

Thinking of the words Nolan Moore said to provoke her today, she shook her head.

"Work is the same wherever you go."

She didn’t want to let that Nolan Moore look down on her.

This morning she had already said that she wouldn’t seek Kay’s help with this matter.

"Forrest, there’s something I want to ask you to agree to."

"Go ahead."

"Now that we’ll be working in the same company, I don’t want others to know about our relationship."

Kay nodded: "I had the same thought.

If others know you’re my girlfriend, they’d probably talk behind your back and annoy you."

Jane Quinlan laughed, it seems they really were on the same page.

"But that means I won’t be able to eat lunch with you openly at the company."

Jane smiled, "We eat together in the morning and evening anyway.

At noon, I’ll allow you to eat with other beauties.

To prevent you from getting tired of me later."

Kay started to mischievously smile, "Don’t mention it, I did find a few girls at the company who are quite attractive recently."

Jane’s face darkened, and she slapped her chopsticks on the table: "Kay Forrest, are you itching for a beating?"

"My skin isn’t itching, but a certain place is; I want to rub it."

Jane rolled her eyes, could she really have a common language with this guy?

She was really at the end of her patience with herself.

Kay continued, picking up her chopsticks for her, "Eat up, after we’re done we can go do some ’friction exercises’."

Jane raised her hand to scratch the center of her brows, "Brother, you’re too dirty."

Kay Forrest laughed heartily.

Indeed, his dirtiness had reached a state of perfection.

It even scared him how dirty he could be.

After eating, Jane Quinlan began to clean up.

As she was washing dishes, Kay came into the kitchen and hugged her from behind.

"I’ve been having a thought recently, what if we move to the villa to live?

There are servants there; it would be more convenient to look after you."

While washing dishes, Jane shook her head, "I’m perfectly capable; why would I need someone to care for me?"

"But I don’t want you to work so hard."

Jane thought for a moment and then turned to kiss him on the cheek.

"All I can do for you here is just these little things.

If you don’t let me do even these, I’ll feel pretty useless."

Kay gently kissed behind her ear, "Silly girl.

If someone truly loves you, even if you do nothing all day, they’ll still love you.

Besides, if we moved to the villa, you could still do these things for me."

"But isn’t it weird to have strangers at home every day?

I like our current world of just the two of us.

Like just now during the meal, we can freely say all those dirty jokes.

We can also embrace as much as we are doing now, isn’t that great?"

Kay Forrest laughed speechlessly.

"Alright, alright, you’ve successfully convinced me.

I won’t say anything else.

If you ever get tired of doing these things, just tell me, and we can move anytime."

Jane nodded, she couldn’t get enough of this place, she didn’t know how much she loved it here.

After washing the dishes, Jane Quinlan came back to her senses and hugged his waist.

She looked up at him, their eyes filled with a suggestive look.

Jane tiptoed, and Kay bit her red lips.

The atmosphere in the kitchen suddenly heated up.

As he was about to unbutton her blouse, she whispered softly, "Let’s go to the bedroom..."

"Today, let’s try something exciting, right here in the kitchen."

Jane swallowed and didn’t object anymore.

It truly was a passionate and intense night.

The next day, Jane woke up with some back pain, it seems last night was too vigorous.

She got up, stretched, and prepared breakfast.

The two of them had breakfast and went downstairs together.

Kay Forrest drove her, "The feeling of going to work together is actually quite nice."

Jane Quinlan laughed, "It’s just...we have to start living our sneaky little lives again."

"Drop me off at the intersection near the company."

"I can walk in myself."

"I knew you’d say that."

After dropping her off nearby, he went to the underground parking to park his car.

Jane Quinlan trotted into the company and called Nolan Moore in the lobby.

"Director Moore, I’ve arrived at Skyward Group, may I ask which floor our office is on?"

"It’s on the 17th floor, but you need to go to the President’s Assistant Office on the 21st floor to check in and get your work card first."

"Got it, Director Moore."

After hanging up, Jane Quinlan headed straight for the 21st floor.

When she arrived, the staff of the President’s Assistant Office were all there.

She walked in apprehensively and asked the female assistant closest to the door.

"Hello, I am the new staff member, Director Moore asked me to report here first. Could you tell me who I should see?"

The female assistant gave her a cold glance, "The manager isn’t here yet, wait by the door."

Jane Quinlan stuck out her tongue, my goodness, that’s scary.

She obediently went and waited by the door.

After over twenty minutes without the manager from the President’s Office showing up, she was really getting anxious.

Right at that moment, her phone rang.

She took it out and saw it was Nolan Moore; she quickly answered.

"Hello, Manager Moore."

"Why haven’t you come down yet?"

"Manager Moore, the manager of the assistant office isn’t here yet, I’m waiting by the door."

"How is that possible, at this time?"

"It’s true, I’ve been waiting by the door for a while."

Nolan Moore hung up displeased.

Jane Quinlan stuck out her tongue, why take his frustration out on me?

A few minutes passed, and a voice came from the assistant office, "Who is Jane Quinlan?"

Jane Quinlan, hearing her name, hurriedly pushed the door and entered.

"Hello, I am Jane Quinlan."

She did not know who had called her.

Standing in the center of the office was a middle-aged woman in a red dress suit.

The woman, wearing black-rimmed glasses, looked at her sternly, "You’re Jane Quinlan?"

"Yes." Jane Quinlan respectfully took a couple of steps forward.

"I’ve been in the office since seven-thirty, how could you tell Manager Moore I haven’t arrived?"

Jane Quinlan was confused; this was the manager of the assistant office.

She swallowed, "I’m sorry, I didn’t know you had already arrived.

A moment ago, I asked one of our office staff, and she said you hadn’t arrived, so I’ve been waiting for you at the door."

"Who said that?"

The complexion of the assistant office manager grew even colder.

Jane Quinlan turned to look at the staff member by the door.

But she was looking down and did not raise her head.

Seeing her glance, the assistant office manager said, "Evelyn Claire, did you say that?"

That staff member immediately looked up and said loudly, "Not at all, Manager Quinlan, I don’t know this woman at all."

Jane Quinlan was frustrated; the truth was right there, why won’t she admit it?

The employee named Evelyn Claire looked at Jane Quinlan with an unhappy voice, "Why are you staring at me?

When did you ever ask me?

I have no quarrel with you, don’t you go causing trouble for me here."

Jane Quinlan felt like swallowing coptis, a bitterness she couldn’t express.

She turned back toward Manager Quinlan, "I’m sorry, Manager Quinlan."

"Come with me."

"Yes."

Jane Quinlan followed quickly into the office.

After entering, Manager Quinlan went back to her seat, pushed her black-rimmed glasses, and her expression was very serious.

"You were originally supposed to be a staff member of the assistant office.

You were initially seconded to the newspaper, and now you’ve returned to the group after Director Moore took over the newspaper.

Therefore, he specifically requested you to come work for him.

But remember, you belong to the assistant office’s staff.

In the future, you must strictly follow the rules and regulations of the assistant office."

She said this and tossed a stack of rules and regulations documents onto the table.

"You have three days to memorize all of these thoroughly.

There will often be assessments in the assistant office, and if you can’t remember these, I’m prepared to let you go at any time."

Jane Quinlan’s heart thumped wildly.

They say entering a wealthy family is like diving into the deep sea.

She felt the depths of Skyward Group were much deeper than any wealthy family’s.

She suddenly felt like she wanted to return to the newspaper.

What regret, sincere regret.