Chapter 482 Deputy Manager


    Trantor: Dragon Boat Trantion Editor: Dragon Boat Trantion


    The jewelry brand project had to start moving forward, so Song Fan became busy, and the first day of her busy schedule involved introducing two new employees.


    “This person must be familiar to everyone.”


    Song Fan hadn’t even finished speaking when Li Na was already babbling excitedly, “Kevin, Kevin! Oh my god, I finally get to see the real Kevin!”


    As Li Na was about to rush forward, Lan Yue and Wen Chao each grabbed one of her arms.


    “Ahem,” Song Fan said, feeling a bit awkward but continuing the introduction, “This is the famous international designer, Kevin. He is not only a fashion designer but also has considerable expertise in jewelry design. So, he will be our jewelry brand’s jewelry design consultant.”


    As soon as she finished speaking, excited apuse broke out at the door, with many female colleagues from the marketing department peeking in.


    Kevin, unusually gentle and polite, nodded to everyone, giving Song Fan goosebumps.


    Then Meng Xia stepped forward, lightly supporting her waist with one hand and looking somewhat smug. “I am the new assistant manager of your department. My name should be known to everyone, right? I am Meng Xia, and from now on, you can call me Assistant Manager Meng.”


    Li Na, without hesitation, changed her expression, rolling her eyes dramatically and adding a “Hmph” to express her current displeasure.


    The other three also looked at the floor, avoiding eye contact with Meng Xia.


    Song Fan had already notified them in the workgroup about Meng Xia’s arrival. Although they were mentally prepared, they still found her annoying.


    Some staff outside the office were whispering.


    “Xiao Xia? Wasn’t she just serving tea in the third marketing department? How did a gofer be an assistant manager?”


    “Look at her smug face. Maybe the chairman felt embarrassed and transferred her. After all, she’s his goddaughter.”


    “Do you all have short memories? Don’t you remember that incident with the Brown Group…”


    Thest person didn’t finish speaking, but everyone let out an “Oh,” exchanging knowing nces.


    Then someone whispered, “Isn’t that Jason dead? Did she poison him?”


    Though the voice was low, it still reached the office.


    “Who’s spreading rumors?” Meng Xia asked sharply, scaring those outside into silence, not daring to look at her.


    Meng Xia, one hand on her waist and the other on her still-t stomach, walked straight to the office door.


    “Jason and I were in a normal romantic rtionship. What’s wrong with being a little intimate?” she said with a hint of pride. “Besides, I am carrying Jason’s only child now. Do you dare to make Brown’s wife serve tea? Dream on!”


    The colleagues at the door were shocked, but most of them rolled their eyes inwardly. Everyone had roughly guessed the story back then, but now there was no proof, so whatever she said went.


    Someone sneaked a nce at her t belly, doubting but saying nothing more. But everyone knew that this adopted daughter of the Song Family was about to soar.


    Before the colleagues could disperse, a few people carried in a desk and chair.


    Meng Xia lifted her chin, “That spot by the window is my office. It’s too small; rearrange it and rece all the office furniture.”


    She sat on the sofazily, pointing at Li Na. “You, get me a warm ss of milk. I am now precious and can’t drink coffee or tea.”


    Li Na was about to explode, but Lan Yue quickly held her back. “Nana still has to do design work. I’ll go. Do you need anything else?”


    Meng Xia gave Lan Yue a “smart move” look. “I need something sour too. If thepany doesn’t have it, go buy it.”


    Kevin, unable to stand it any longer, rolled his eyes almost to the ceiling, gritting his teeth as he asked Song Fan, “Didn’t you say you were in a hurry to see my designs? Can I go back to work now?”


    Li Na quickly approached, “Great, Master Kevin. Please, can I go to your office to learn? I’m afraid I’ll make a mistake here,” she said, ncing at Meng Xia on the sofa and making a throat-slitting gesture.


    Kevin nodded vigorously, shaking her hand. “Absolutely, friend!”


    “Starting work already? Young people are so enthusiastic,” Meng Yu said, knocking on the door as she walked in.


    She carried a briefcase and a few bags. “This is an antique ruby ne I bought earlier. Xiao Xia said you’re doing jewelry design, so I thought it might be useful as a reference.”