CHAPTER 115: CHAPTER 115: DIFFICULTIES

She swore it was definitely not because of Hugo Quinn.

"Oh, then do your best."

Her face remained expressionless as she took a few more bites, then stood up slowly with her tray.

"In the future, we don’t need to have meals together anymore. Let’s leave it at that."

Alice Warren thought this person would continue to support her, say some encouraging words so that she could complain in front of the president.

But the woman suddenly acted so coldly; it really made her dumbfounded.

Originally, she was reluctant to befriend Eleanor Hollis. If it weren’t for that woman’s thousand instructions not to act rashly.

Otherwise, she would have continued to put a few venomous snakes in Eleanor Hollis’s desk drawer, like last time.

"Eleanor Hollis, what do you mean by this?"

Her face turned dark all of a sudden, taut with tension.

Eleanor raised her eyebrows, smiled slightly with the tray in hand.

"Can’t you understand? From now on I can eat alone, I don’t need to eat with you anymore."

"Bang!!"

Alice slammed the chopsticks in her hand on the table.

She humbled herself to have a meal with this woman, and now she’s being disliked?

Eleanor Hollis, what gives her the right?! She’s just someone who hasn’t even graduated from college, what qualifications does she have to act so high and mighty in front of her?

The people around were already looking over. They were puzzled seeing Alice Warren eating with Eleanor Hollis.

After all, in their view, Eleanor Hollis kind of snatched Alice Warren’s position, and yet Alice was not only not angry but went out of her way to make friends, could it be possible?

Sure enough, how long has it been, and the two have publicly fallen out.

Eleanor Hollis had already left, leaving Alice Warren standing rigidly on the spot, her face alternating between blue and white, quite dramatic.

Truly, this woman has bad intentions.

Eleanor Hollis thought so, very satisfied with her decision just now.

Back at her desk, her phone finally rang.

"The file."

Hugo Quinn’s voice was still very cold, completely missing the warmth of the past.

Eleanor Hollis looked down at the file on her desk, suddenly remembering it was supposed to be handed in today, but she went off to eat, completely forgetting about it.

"President Quinn, I’ll bring it in right away."

Ha, just overnight, he went from Mr. Quinn to President Quinn.

Indeed, it gets more estranged with each meeting.

Hugo Quinn "click" hung up the phone, sitting quietly on his chair.

The office door was quickly opened by Eleanor Hollis, who entered with a face full of apology, placing the file on the desk.

"Sorry, I was only thinking about going for lunch earlier, the file has been processed, please check if it’s correct."

Hugo gave her a slight glance, flipping the file over.

The following period got Eleanor Hollis to finally understand how terrifying a man’s unreasonable behavior can be.

A file she thought was flawlessly processed was ravaged by the high-and-mighty President Quinn.

In the end, the other party casually tossed the file onto the table, not even sparing her a look.

"Redo it, I don’t expect someone in your position to show only this level."

Eleanor Hollis’s chest heaved violently with rage.

A man’s heart is like a needle at the bottom of the ocean.

She gritted her teeth, slowly picking up the file.

"President Quinn, I’ll give it to you after the revision."

After leaving the office, she fanned her face, hoping the temperature would cool down quickly.

Angry, very angry.

That damn Hugo Quinn is deliberately making things difficult for her, but with rank comes power.

She had no choice but to revise.

Eleanor Hollis angrily sat at her desk, taking deep breaths decisively, started revising the file repeatedly, seeking Lan Yancy’s opinion as well.

Soon, this file received high approval from Lan Yancy.

Eleanor Hollis felt a weight lifted off her shoulders, and went to Hugo Quinn’s office again.

"President Quinn, please review."

Hugo subtly glanced at her, surprisingly appreciating her expression of outward calm, but deeply gnashing teeth with resentment.

His mouth involuntarily curved upwards, taking the file for another read.

It was a very perfect file, flawless in anyone else’s hands.

But he was different.

"I recall the finance manager summarized the company’s sales for the past six months last month. Compared to that, yours lacks data and basis, Miss Hollis, these crucial reports aren’t just compiled with random numbers."

Eleanor Hollis’s heart sank; because the finance department had already done this report, she thought he must have been aware, so she didn’t focus much on this section, and allocated the time to other reports instead.

"President Quinn, it’s because the finance manager..."

Eleanor Hollis tried to explain but saw Hugo Quinn had already tossed the file onto the table.

"I know what you’re trying to say, but no matter how well others handle the data, it’s someone else’s achievement. What you’re doing is cutting corners, understand?"

Such a hefty label, Eleanor Hollis couldn’t bear it, her eyes turned red instantly.

"I understand."

Hugo Quinn frowned, wondering if he had gone too far?

But recalling how he waited in the office eagerly at noon, while she happily went off to lunch, completely forgetting him, made him very angry.

He wanted to use the time reviewing the file to see her.

Instead, she completely forgot about it, seemed she didn’t want to see him at all.

"Redo."

He left these words expressionlessly, shifting his sight back to the computer.

About two minutes later, he found Eleanor Hollis still standing there, furrowing his brow, attempting to say something, only to see a face washed over by tears.

He instantly panicked, getting up to hand tissues over.

Eleanor Hollis didn’t take it, crying in front of this person is such an embarrassing thing, but at that moment, she couldn’t control the grievance in her heart.

"Wipe."

Hugo uttered these two words, rescuing the file she had crumpled.

"Actually, it’s fine like this..."

He frowned, feeling as though he caved in at the sight of her tears.

"The file is still handled very perfectly, you just arrived, there are many areas that need learning."

This was the first time Hugo Quinn felt he was bullying someone, and it was bullying a woman.

Eleanor Hollis said nothing, tears flowing even more fiercely.

Hugo Quinn felt headache, just at this moment Lan Yancy entered, saw Eleanor Hollis with tearful eyes, glanced at his boss with disdain.

Hugo’s headache worsened, awkwardly reached out to wipe Eleanor Hollis’s tears.

Lan Yancy, showing tact, placed down his items and slipped away.

Out of the office, he shook his head, the president truly has fallen, now even learned to bully girls.

Poor Miss Hollis.