Zhang Hujuan stormed back to the office and smashed some things, "Damn Third Young Master."
"That old bastard, won't admit his favoritism, Third Young Master graduated from college and got a leadership position right away."
The secretary outside heard this commotion and sighed inwardly about the mess. Princess wouldn't care about these things, of course, she would have to go to the admin department to apply for new office supplies.
In the past, this wasn't a problem, but ever since the last admin manager was caught taking kickbacks by Third Young Master, someone on Third Young Master's team has been promoted.
Whenever she applied to replace the office supplies for Princess' office, she faced all kinds of sarcasm. People wouldn't dare confront Princess directly, nor did they have the guts.
But confronting her, the secretary, was all too normal.
She had fought tooth and nail for this job, and now she felt it was becoming more and more pointless and incredibly tiring.
