Chapter 821 New Work Arrangement
Wooing My Ex-Wife
âExactly. I suspect sheâs just stirring up trouble for no reason.â
Cough! Cough!
The department manager, Queenie Zeller, arrived. She cleared her throat twice, and the meeting room fell silent instantly.
Everyone looked at the department manager with faces full of surprise.
Today, she was dressed in a standard professional womanâs attire. Her long hair had been cut into a neat, short style, making her look even more decisive and capable.
Queenie handed the documents to Whitney, indicating her to distribute them to everyone. âThank you, Whitney.â
Once everyone had the documents in their hands, Queenie finally said, âIâve been in our department for over a month now. You all should have a good idea of what kind of person I am. When youâre working under me, put away any unnecessary schemes. Iâm a person who canât tolerate any nonsense. As long as you donât cross my bottom line, Iâll allow anything. But if anyone tries to play smart with me, donât blame me for not showing you mercy. I donât care how you entered the company. If youâre in my department, you better behave yourself.â
Queenieâs words were impactful, causing Lana, who was previously fidgeting, to immediately sit up straight.
âItâs the end of September now, and the third quarter of the year is about to pass. I hope that in the last.
quarter of this year, our logistics department can achieve some results and not hold back the company.
Lana, you will continue to assist in reviewing and revising the administrative and logistical management regulations. You will also be responsible for the organization and management of daily administrative and logistical tasks. If there are any areas youâre unsure about, make sure to communicate with your team leader promptly. Sissi, set aside the work you have at hand for now and assist Lana. The rules and regulations must be perfected. We absolutely cannot afford any mistakes. Whitney.â
Upon hearing her name suddenly being called out, Whitney immediately perked up, attentively waiting for Queenieâs instructions.
âYou have about a month left of your probation period, right? Youâre a meticulous person, and youâve been doing a good job. Thereâs an important task coming up that Iâd like to assign to you.â
An important task? Whitney suddenly became nervous, waiting for what Queenie would say next.
âYou are in charge of drafting a comprehensive document for the logistics department, and you need to provide a plan for logistics management. For instance, if you were to manage the logistics department, what would your plan be? Iâm giving you half a month. During this time, if thereâs anything you donât understand, feel free to come to me directly. By the way, this proposal will be presented directly to Mr.
Newton at the company meeting. You must ensure itâs well-prepared.â
Whoosh!
Everyoneâs gaze swiftly turned to Whitney. That was no simple task. If it werenât done well, it would be a huge embarrassment for the entire logistics department.
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Whitney stood up and responded, âI understand, Ms. Zeller. I will do my best.â
The pressure was really overwhelming.
Lana, standing to the side, wore a smirk of schadenfreude. She was all set to enjoy the spectacle of Whitney making a fool of herself.
âAll right. Iâve arranged all the tasks that need to be done. I ask everyone to give their best effort. We need to show those who look down on our department what weâre capable of. This concludes todayâs meeting. Everyone is dismissed.â Queenie stepped out of the meeting room with the documents in hand, and the expression on Whitneyâs face fell instantly.
Logistics management planning was not her forte at all. She was basically clueless at that moment.
âWhatâs the matter, Ms. Mellor? Look at how much Ms. Zeller values you. Despite knowing youâre still an intern, she entrusted such an important task to you. This clearly shows your significance in our department.â
âIndeed, Whitney. The work we senior employees do is no more important than yours. You must give it your all and not let down Ms. Zellerâs trust in you.â
Lana, accompanied by her entourage, walked up to Whitney and began to make sarcastic remarks.
Whitney wasnât going to let the words of those people who wanted to kick her while she was down to affect her.
The more they couldnât stand to see her succeed, the more determined she became to achieve something.
âThanks for your good wishes. Iâll give it my all.â Having said that, Whitney turned around and left, no longer paying attention to the mockery of those behind her.
Returning to her desk, Whitney began to search online for examples of logistics planning management plans. Unbeknownst to her, the sky outside had gradually darkened.
Everyone in the department had left for the day. Only the light at her workstation remained on.
Her notebook was filled with a page full of writing, and the screen was still lit up with text about the project plan.
At that moment, she was completely engrossed in her work, oblivious to everything happening outside.
She didnât even know what time it was.
Having finished all his work, Charles stepped out of the office. Then, he saw Isaac waiting at the door with a stack of documents in his hands.
âMr. Newton, would you like to review these documents today? They are about the renovation of the aquarium.â
After a hectic day, Charles was left with nothing but a severe headache. If he was asked to review these documents now, he might just harbor the thought of killing Isaac.
Catching his bossâ stern gaze, Isaac quickly tidied up the documents and said in a sycophantic manner, âMr. Newton, when I came up just now, I saw Mrs. Newton was still at her desk. Would you like to go and check on her?â
âSheâs working overtime?â
Isaac shook his head. âIâm not sure about that. It seems Ms. Zeller has arranged a new task for Mrs.
Take a look?
Charles glanced at him, and Isaac immediately understood his intention. He quickly entered the elevator and pressed the button for the fifteenth floor. Then, he stepped out and respectfully invited Charles into the elevator.
The numbers on the elevator panel changed as the elevator descended.
Only then did Isaac dare to let out a long sigh of relief. Iâve really overstepped earlier. The CEO was going to see his wife. What was I thinking, meddling in their affairs?
Before long, the elevator reached the fifteenth floor.
The entire building served as the office for the logistics department. At that moment, it was after work hours, and all the lights in the corridor were turned off.
Through the frosted glass, Charles saw Whitneyâs lit workstation and quietly walked in..
Viewed from behind, she presented a pleasing silhouette. Her long hair casually cascaded down her back, catching the light from the desk lamp, which lent her golden locks a glossy sheen. Her delicate, fair earlobes were revealed as her hair was tucked behind her ears.
âSomething seems off hereâ¦â She bit the end of her pen, furrowing her brows as she revised the plan in front of her.
She spent the entire afternoon sitting there, constantly revising the plan but still couldnât produce a decent outline.
After typing out her new ideas on the keyboard, Whitney finally allowed herself to relax. She lazily stretched her arms, only to unexpectedly touch a warm chest, which startled her into quickly withdrawing her hand.
âM-Mr. Newton, how come youâre here?â When did he actually arrive? How is it that he made no sound while walking?
Whitneyâs heart was pounding, her eyes filled with anxiety.
Looking at the content on her computer screen, Charles sneered, âIs this the proposal you plan to submit?â