Wan at this time, the Jiang and Song families will really lose face.”He placed his hands on the railing, the fine fabric of his shirt taut from the movement, outlining his slightly toned chest. "Shoul...This wasn't the first harsh thing she'd heard. She apologized to him and, as he requested, went back to the CFO's office.

The office door was ajar, and you could see Li Meiying scolding someone inside.

< 向晚 hesitated for a moment, then knocked on the door. >

"Come in!" Li Meiyng didn't even glance at her, coldly rebuking the person standing before her desk, "When did you promise to give me the financial analysis What day is it now!"

That man lowered his head and whispered, "Just a little bit more..."

"Don't tell me you were almost finished, you said the same thing yesterday!" Li Meiying cut him off sharply, "If you knew you couldn't do it, why make the promise! This is deception! You're exploiting people's trust in you!!!"

That person's face flushed red, and he apologized in a low voice.

Li Meiying slapped the table heavily and sat down in her chair, "Come! Show me the analysis you've done so far!"

"General Li, I..."

"Get it out here! If you don't have it, go get it now! How on earth did a simpleton like you even manage to get into the Xiangshi Group headquarters!"

The man was scolded so badly that he hung his head in shame, listened to the reprimand, and then went to get the documents.

Li Meiying panted angrily, her gaze shifting to Xiang Wan, "You've only done an onboarding procedure this morning, you really are something!"

"I'm sorry, I'll try my best not to make the same mistake again," Xiang Wan said, lowering her eyes without being humble or arrogant.

"What I need is a definite yes! Not maybe!" Lee Meiying said, her face stern. "Nothing has been done all morning, and I guess even if you have the whole afternoon, you won't accomplish anything!"

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"Really" Li Meiying sneered. "Do you think you can do bookkeeping now, or conduct financial analysis Can you even make a financial budget for a project or handle tax planning... "

< A-wei was speechless. >

She really couldn't do that.

In fact, she only just figured out the meanings of some professional terms these past two days.

But no matter how she explained it, the director remained very displeased. It was clear that he held a deep grudge against her.

"What do people fear most Breaking promises! Vowing to do what they can't! Thinking too highly of themselves!" Li Meiying waved her hand impatiently at her.

"Go home for now. This afternoon, make sure you understand the most basic professional terms related to finance and taxes. Come back tomorrow! Otherwise, don't even think about doing any work – I'm afraid you won't even understand what we're saying!"

At this point, what A-wei has to say doesn't matter.

She has learned a lot these days, but if she says she doesn't need to go back and study, and the supervisor asks her a question that she can't answer, I'm afraid the supervisor will be even more dissatisfied with her.

"See you tomorrow, director." Xiang Wan bid farewell to Li Meiying and then carried her bag out the door.

After the door was fully closed, Lee Meiying let out a cold snort. "You back down after only a few sentences, what can you possibly achieve"

Yua went down the elevator and, under everyone's curious gaze, walked out of the company looking a little embarrassed.

She had imagined countless scenarios for her first day at work, but never one where she'd be so embarrassed that she was sent home after only half a day.

Xiang Wan turned her head and glanced at the four gilded characters of Xiangshi Group. Her brows furrowed slightly, unwilling to just go back like this. She unconsciously walked forward along the sidewalk, her mind filled with how to get along with the general manager.

If she were to spend every day just like today, she would learn nothing except how to get scolded.

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