"Hmm." Xia Nuo's attitude was still indifferent.
She's already a twenty-eight-year-old woman, and the General Manager is only twenty-three; he definitely wouldn't take a fancy to her.
Hence, Gao Xiaotong's gaze toward Xia Nuo immediately filled with friendliness.
Xia Nuo didn't delve into the meaning behind her words, just buried herself in work. For several days in a row, the Supervisor kept finding her to deliver things to the General Manager.
Either delivering documents, or bringing tea, or coffee.
And Leng Yan occasionally seized the chance to ask her how she was doing here, if she's accustomed, if she has any suggestions for the company—topics that were really inconsequential.
He seemed to be intentionally looking for opportunities to talk to her, yet he asked questions that supervisors should ask subordinates.
More importantly, she had just joined, talking to her was quite normal.
Therefore, Xia Nuo believed the one acting abnormal was the Supervisor.
