Amelia Wright frowned.
She really didn't have the energy to teach someone else how to race.
Half an hour later, Hamilton didn't dare to call, so he just sent a message asking for Amelia's location.
Amelia thought that the company had complete information, and if Fiona Morgan could come over to discuss, it would naturally be better, so she sent the address to Hamilton.
All morning, everyone in the company eagerly watched Amelia, wanting to see what this new design supervisor was planning to do, but half the day passed and it seemed like she hadn't done anything.
Only the design supervisor, who was previously in charge of this project, with bright red lips, sarcastically said, "She can't handle it any better than us, pretending to be a big shot."
By noon, Amelia didn't want to go to the cafeteria.
With gossip all over her, too many people knew her. She didn't want to attract more trouble, so she simply ordered a staff meal.
