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Transmigrating Young Miss: Falling into the CEO’s Trap - Chapter 22

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation  Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

The receptionist was indeed embarrassed and stammered.

I put away my smile and put on a cold face. “Who recruited a receptionist like you? I think it will be time for the administration and you to change jobs. After you receive this month’s salary, you can pack up and leave.”

The surroundings became quiet instantly.

I looked around. “Who else have a bad memory? Leave with her too.”

“President Elena, please calm down!” A smart employee immediately came up to greet me.

After this deterrence, every time I entered the company, someone would take the initiative to greet me.

I did this to let the employees understand who was the actual owner of Flying Bird.

The beautiful receptionist’s face turned pale. She wanted to follow me and beg me. However, I had already entered the elevator reserved for the President. The top floor was my real battlefield.

When the senior management saw me, everyone’s expressions were very interesting.

Chris’ confidant frowned and looked at me in confusion.

The old employees that my mother left behind were still quite surprised and excited to see me.

A curly-haired lady in a suit walked over to my side. “Elena, you’re finally back! I’m Aunt Gina!”

I recognized her as my mother’s assistant and the director of the Research and Development Department. The tense and cold aura finally dissipated, and I smiled at her.

“Yes, Aunt Gina. I’m back to take over the company. Where’s the President’s office?”

Gina pointed me the direction in a worried manner. “It’s at the end of the room, but your father is still in the President’s office. You’d better not provoke him. I will find another office for you.”

I glanced at the employees around me.

They seemed to be doing their own thing, but their eyes were secretly looking at us.

They were waiting for me to express my opinion. My performance would affect my prestige in the company.

Hence, without hesitation, I carried my bag and strode towards the President’s office.

Sure enough, Chris immediately cursed at me for barging in.

“How rude! How could you mess around here?”

I placed my handbag on the table and crossed my arms condescendingly. “Don’t forget what you promised Ken, father. Oh no, ex-president. I only came to my own office. What was wrong with that?”

Chris’ expression was very ugly. He was afraid of Ken, who supported me from behind, so he had no choice but to give up his office.

However, he did not simply bow to me. He said, “Since you wanted to become the President, solve the company’s current funding problem then.”

I sat down on the boss’ chair. “Chris, you couldn’t get the money from Ken, so did you want to push this matter to me?”

Chris softened his tone and pretended to be hypocritical. “This is your mother’s hard work. Do you have the heart to watch the company lose its credibility and reputation?”

I did not believe him easily, “When you stole my mother’s secret recipe and asked Grace to sign the product design, why didn’t you think about the company’s reputation?”

Chris’ face darkened when I mentioned my mother. He would rather be mocked by me than say anything else.

I gritted my teeth and forced him again, “I could solve the financial problem, but I want to know where my mother is! When you truly want to solve the problem and are willing to tell me the truth, find me again. Otherwise, if the company even went bankrupt, I wouldn’t compromise!”

With that, I turned around and left with my head held high, making myself look very free and easy.

Behind me, Chris wanted to yell at me, but he had to swallow his anger.

When I reached the office lobby, a black limousine was parked outside the building.

A young woman walked past and stared at the handsome man in the window with a look of envy, but the man did not look at them.

When he saw me, he got out of the car and opened the door for me. He then tactfully fastened my seatbelt.

I sat in the car, looked at his handsome side profile, and felt like we were on a date. My heart raced. “Where are you taking me?”

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