Chapter 541 Where Do You Work?

To be the Public Relations Manager at The Perkins Organization, one of USA’s top companies,

definitely meant that Maya was a successful person.

Wyatt welcomed Maya with open arms as soon as he saw her. He knew how important it was to

establish a good relationship with Maya, who managed public relations for The Perkins

Organization. His own company, Harmony Group, had been eager to collaborate with The Perkins

Organization and to build a connection with the prominent Perkins family.

"Hey, if it isn’t Maya! Word is you're making waves at The Perkins Organization, pretty much

second-in-command now, huh?" he exclaimed enthusiastically.

"Please, Wyatt, you're exaggerating. I just have a regular old job at The Perkins Organization; I'm

merely the PR Manager," she said, downplaying her success.

"PR Manager! That's a key position at The Perkins Organization! Maya, you must be a pretty big

deal there now, right? Have a say in everything? We go way back, don't forget I voted for you back

in the day. Don’t forget that favor, okay? Maybe you could introduce me to your CEO sometime?"

"The CEO is really busy; I hardly get to see him myself. But I’ll definitely introduce you to him if I get

the chance," Maya responded, being clever enough to neither commit nor reject his request

outright.

Did Wyatt honestly think it would be so easy to meet Logan? If this guy wanted an introduction, he'd

have to show some real initiative. Without enough dedication, Maya wasn't likely to make any

introductions.

Her sharp eyes quickly took stock of Jessica's appearance, including her outfit and the bag she

carried. After a thorough once-over, Maya felt sure of the conclusion she’d drawn: Jessica was

living very ordinarily. Her dress was a run-of-the-mill brand, and her bag, neither LV nor Chanel, was

just a regular bag, probably not over a few hundred bucks.

Jessica, not one to worship money or use designer brands to define her, chose clothes and

accessories simply based on what she liked, not the label attached to them.

“Well, well, if it isn't our class beauty who swept off so many guys' feet, Jessica! Long time no see,

where are you working now?”

Maya was convinced Jessica wasn't doing well and was looking for an opportunity to put her down

just a bit.

"I've started a small business," Jessica replied modestly.

"A small business? How small are we talking? Does it bring in a million a year?" Maya probed.

"Yes, it does," Jessica answered.

"Not bad at all, Jessica! You've started your own business and it's pulling in a million a year.

Assuming a 10% net profit, you're making a hundred thousand a year!" she said, almost mocking.

Jessica couldn't be bothered to correct her or to argue. She just nodded and said, "Pretty much."

"Our lovely Jessica, is that the best you can do? Running a small business that barely scrapes

together a hundred thousand a year," Maya chided.

Then she turned to Wyatt and suggested, "Wyatt, you’ve been smitten with our Jessica since

school. Now she's having such a rough time, aren't you going to lend her a hand? Why don't you

offer her a job at your company? Make her your secretary with a tidy annual salary of two hundred

grand?"