The people who passed by looked at her as if she were insane. They couldn't help but avoid her, and they also looked puzzled or even disgusted.
Qu Jiajia was so unfriendly gaze, immediately aware of his gaffe, so quickly put his heart ecstasy away, restore the seemingly calm look.
She is the future Mrs. Qu, the president's wife who is under one person and over ten thousand people.
Such a noble identity, she must keep clean and manage her own image, so as not to fall into the tongue.
And even if she doesn't have to be afraid of anyone's criticism, at least she has to do better than Mujing orange. She can't lose to that fool.
Thinking of this, Qu Jiajia straightened her waist and cleared her throat. Her eyes swept indifferently to those who passed by her, and her look became cold.
"What are you looking at? Why don't you go back to work? " Qu Jiajia's face stares at a man who has just passed her, just like her identity is hundreds of thousands higher than the other party.
The man glanced at her scornfully, then turned and left.
"Hey, what's your attitude?" Qu Jiajia glared at each other in displeasure.
Just at this time, Jane came out of the office, passed by Qu Jiajia, and was ready to enter the president's office.
When Qu Jiajia saw her, the corners of her lips rose a little, and then caught Jane's way, "Jane, you go to find the district head?"
Jane is slightly stunned and looks back at her.
In the past, Qu Jiajia was called by sister Jane and sister Jane. Now not only call her name directly, but also her attitude becomes arrogant.
Jane some puzzled looking at her, and automatically ignore her that pair of strange look, calm way, "yes, what's up?"
"Mr. Qu has been tired all day. You can pour him a cup of tea..."
“……”
Jane looked at her suspiciously. Her smart eyes swept her face. Then she said faintly, "district manager never drinks tea." With that, he turned and left.
"You?" Qu Jiajia watched Jane's arrogant figure disappear like this, and her heart burst into a fire. "Sooner or later, one day, I will fire you!"
After venting her anger in her heart, Qu Jiajia glares at the direction of Jane's disappearance and turns to the elevator for the president.
Looking at the exclusive elevator she dreamed of, Qu Jiajia's eyes were shining unconsciously.
But she never thought that she would be in and out of the company so soon.
At this moment, when she can walk into the golden elevator, her heart is like that Excited.
Now, she can finally step into the holy land, and the whole person can't help getting nervous.
Looking at the elevator on the 18th floor, Qu Jiajia hesitated for a moment, pressed the down button, and then looked respectfully at the elevator door, waiting for it to open slowly.
One second
two seconds
three seconds later, not only did the elevator door not respond, but even the light that the down button should have been on disappeared.
Qu Jiajia looked at the key in doubt and couldn't help thinking, did she just press it?
Sure she did, but she reached out and pressed it again.
This time, instead of looking up at the elevator as before, she stares at the button until it lights up for a while and then turns black again. Then she suddenly realizes something.
"Broken?" She looked at the button suspiciously. "It can't be such a coincidence, can it?"
She looked back at her back and saw that no one noticed, so she pressed it again.
This time, the button still just flashed, and the elevator still didn't move.
Qu Jiajia looked at the motionless elevator, the whole person is not good.
God won't play with her like this, will he? She just touched it. Is that bad?
Just at this time, Jane came out of the president's office. Qu Jiajia heard the voice and turned to look at it.
“JANE……”
Jane hears her voice and looks around.
When she was found standing in front of the elevator for the president, she frowned slightly and asked, "what's the matter?"
Before that, she still liked Qu Jiajia, at least she was good at handling affairs.
But now, after she returned to the C group and the president floor, she didn't like this woman any more. Especially after Qu Jiajia asked her to pour tea to Qu Shaochen, she didn't like this woman any more.
Now by her so a call, the displeasure color on her face, also then have no cover up of exhibition come out.
Qu Jiajia is a smart man, how can he not understand the change of face of Jane?
However, she is now such a high rank, how can she care with a little assistant?So, she said with a smile, "is this elevator broken?"
Jane looked at the elevator she was referring to and said calmly, "that's the elevator for the president."
"I know!" Of course, Qu Jiajia knew that, so she stood here, but she didn't want to explain anything to Jane, and she didn't need to listen. Therefore, after Jane said that, she said helplessly, "I just want to ask you if it's broken!"
Jane looks at her suspiciously, then goes to the elevator.
She looked at the stable number on the 18th floor. After a pause, she reached out and pressed the down button.
Qu Jiajia looks at her actions, and her eyes stay on the down button.
When the down button lights up under Jane's hands and the elevator door opens, Qu Jiajia suddenly froze there, "this is What's going on? "
She and Jane are the same movement, but Jane opened the elevator, but she can't.
Why?
"The elevator is normal." After seeing the elevator open, Jane turns to look at Qu Jiajia, "it's not broken!"
"Then why can't I open it?" Qu Jiajia looks at Jane stubbornly.
"Because it's the president's elevator."
"I know that, and you've already said it." Qu Jiajia glanced at Jane impatiently, "what I asked is, why can't I open it!"
"This elevator is fingerprint certified. Only the president himself and his authorized person can open it, and you..." Jane looked at her indifferently, and then said, "it's just an ordinary employee. What you should sit on is the one beside you!"
Jane pointed to the staff elevator not far away, with a slightly sarcastic smile on his lips, and then turned to leave. The president's original decision is really right, this kind of person It's really not suitable to stay in the company.