What made Libby most resentful was that every noon, she would personally go to Starbucks to buy a glass of lemonade for Windy, and if she was late, she would be scolded by Albert, which made her unable to bear.
Although she was not a real lady from a wealthy family, she was the apple of her parents' eye at home. She had never been insulted like this!
Of course, Libby was not willing to be Windy's servant, so she had her own plan. Since she couldn't get close to Shawn, she would feel better if Windy was involved.
After buying lemonade from outside, Libby went back to the Secretary office, knocked on the door of Albert's office, and then pushed the door open and walked in.
At this moment, Albert was sitting at his desk, preparing the materials for the meeting of Shawn in the afternoon. When he saw Libby come in, he heard her say, "This is the lemon juice the chairman wants. Please send it to her."
"Well, put it there." Albert replied indifferently.
Libby knew that Albert didn't like her and all the secretarie
indy smiled again, "Thank you, honey."
"As long as you are happy." There was obvious affection in the voice of Shawn.
Windy opened the two lunch boxes in front of them, took out all the rice and dishes, and put them on the table. She didn't forget to say to Shawn, "I'll call Leila over for dinner another day. You should also inform Albert in advance."
Hearing Windy's words, Shawn frowned again. "Why do you want me to inform Albert?"
"Because he is your secretary." Windy answered naturally.
The more he listened, the more he felt something was wrong. "You still know that he is my secretary, but you asked me to inform him in person and invite him to dinner. As the president, wouldn't it be humiliated for me?"
Windy knew Shawn very well. He was like an autocratic and domineering emperor, who had a clear distinction between superior and subordinate. As the president of a company, he had always been subject to others and had never lowered his head to others. Just as he said, it would make him feel humiliated.