Finn Morgan also said to Mia Lane, "If there’s anything you’re unsure about, you can always ask me." After speaking, he gently explained, "I’m worried that the emails I sent you might not have clearly conveyed the work details." "No, they haven’t." Mia Lane always wore a smile on her face, "I read everything you sent me carefully, and you wrote it in great detail. I can understand it, Finn, thank you." Relieved, Finn Morgan curved his lips into a handsome arc. From today, he would be the CEO Kingston’s left arm, and she would be the right arm. "Hello, President Lane!" Hailey Hale stepped out, bowed solemnly, and felt genuinely happy for her from the bottom of her heart. Mia Lane looked at her, her lips turned upward, and she touched her stylishly unique hair, "Keep it up." Then she walked to her desk and sat in her chair. Hailey Hale stood still, noticing that Finn Morgan was staring at her, observing her with his gaze. Ripped jeans, two-tone shoes, and hair styled in messy braids made him frown. "What?" Hailey Hale looked at him, "Is there a problem? You look disdainful?" "As someone in the Deputy General Manager Office, such attire really is inappropriate." Finn Morgan treated her like a child, not too harshly but with patience, teaching her, "What do you think?" Hailey Hale blinked, turned her eyes to Mia Lane. Mia Lane remained calm, glanced at the two of them, and said nothing. "President Lane didn’t say anything about me, but you call me inappropriate?" Hailey Hale retorted, "Am I showing arms or legs?" Finn Morgan said, "Anyway, don’t dress tomorrow. She’s just taken the position, and there’s already a lot of gossip. You need to keep it low-key for her sake." "But that’s just my style." Hailey Hale felt wronged but was willing to compromise, "How about you accompany me shopping after work? I can’t seem to meet your aesthetic standards, and I don’t know what qualifies. I’ve dressed my entire life." Indeed, every time she was seen, she was dressed in eccentric styles. Finn Morgan’s lips elegantly curved but carried a hint of coldness. He didn’t answer, just turned and left. Hailey Hale watched his back, silently cursing him a thousand times. This morning he didn’t even wake her up; he clearly wanted her to be late! After helping to check two reports, Hailey Hale, as a finance major, spotted two issues, which made Barbara Sutton think she was very smart. She’s only 20 years old; probably not Special Assistant Morgan’s girlfriend, right? Special Assistant Morgan is mature and steady; he probably doesn’t like her type. Soon, someone brought over newly made work badges. Mia Lane’s position was Group Vice President, and Hailey Hale was Vice President’s Assistant, each with a badge hanging on their chest, as per company regulations. After Hailey Hale finished a segment of her work, she got up and said to Mia Lane, "President Lane, I’m going downstairs for a bit, I’ll be right back." "Okay." Mia Lane wasn’t someone who meddled in others’ business, so she didn’t ask much. After Hailey Hale left, she took the elevator downstairs, reached a certain floor, and directly went to the finance department, easily spotting the two girls she had encountered in the elevator this morning. Aiming at her targets, she walked towards them and noticed that they were seated next to each other, whispering about something that clearly wasn’t good. Hailey Hale stood still, reached out, and knocked on the desk. The two employees looked up, "Who are you?" She displayed her badge, "CEO Kingston wants you two to come upstairs." "CEO Kingston?" The two employees exchanged a glance, filled with joy yet confusion, "Why is he looking for us?" "How would I know?" Hailey Hale said, "I’m just relaying a message." The two of them tidied up their desks with doubt, perhaps a promotion? Official source is n0velfire.net Just as they were getting ready to leave, Hailey Hale reminded them, "Maybe it’s because you gossiped about the new vice president in the company today, and he found out?"