Wooing My Ex-Wife

“Exactly. I suspect she’s just stirring up trouble for no reason.”

Cough! Cough!

The department manager, Queenie Zeller, arrived. She cleared her throat twice, and the meeting room fell silent instantly.

Everyone looked at the department manager with faces full of surprise.

Today, she was dressed in a standard professional woman’s attire. Her long hair had been cut into a neat, short style, making her look even more decisive and capable.

Queenie handed the documents to Whitney, indicating her to distribute them to everyone. “Thank you, Whitney.”

Once everyone had the documents in their hands, Queenie finally said, “I’ve been in our department for over a month now. You all should have a good idea of what kind of person I am. When you’re working under me, put away any unnecessary schemes. I’m a person who can’t tolerate any nonsense. As long as you don’t cross my bottom line, I’ll allow anything. But if anyone tries to play smart with me, don’t blame me for not showing you mercy. I don’t care how you entered the company. If you’re in my department, you better behave yourself.”

Queenie’s words were impactful, causing Lana, who was previously fidgeting, to immediately sit up straight.

“It’s the end of September now, and the third quarter of the year is about to pass. I hope that in the last. quarter of this year, our logistics department can achieve some results and not hold back the company. Lana, you will continue to assist in reviewing and revising the administrative and logistical management regulations. You will also be responsible for the organization and management of daily administrative and logistical tasks. If there are any areas you’re unsure about, make sure to communicate with your team leader promptly. Sissi, set aside the work you have at hand for now and assist Lana. The rules and regulations must be perfected. We absolutely cannot afford any mistakes. Whitney.”

Upon hearing her name suddenly being called out, Whitney immediately perked up, attentively waiting for Queenie’s instructions.

“You have about a month left of your probation period, right? You’re a meticulous person, and you’ve been doing a good job. There’s an important task coming up that I’d like to assign to you.”

An important task? Whitney suddenly became nervous, waiting for what Queenie would say next.

“You are in charge of drafting a comprehensive document for the logistics department, and you need to provide a plan for logistics management. For instance, if you were to manage the logistics department, what would your plan be? I’m giving you half a month. During this time, if there’s anything you don’t understand, feel free to come to me directly. By the way, this proposal will be presented directly to Mr. Newton at the company meeting. You must ensure it’s well-prepared.”

Whoosh!

simple task. If it weren’t

stood up and responded, “I understand, Ms. Zeller. I will do my

was

smirk of schadenfreude. She was all set to enjoy the spectacle of Whitney making a fool

best effort. We need to show those who look down on our department what

forte at all.

you. Despite knowing you’re still an

than yours. You must give it your all and not let down Ms. Zeller’s trust in you.”

walked up to Whitney and began

of those people who wanted

succeed, the more determined she became to achieve

for your good wishes. I’ll give it my all.” Having said that, Whitney turned around and

her desk, Whitney began to search online for examples of logistics planning management plans.

had left for the day. Only the light at her workstation remained on.

notebook was filled with a page full of writing, and the screen was still lit up with text about the project

work, oblivious to everything happening outside. She didn’t even know what time it was.

the office. Then, he saw Isaac waiting at

you like to review these documents today? They are

was asked to review these documents now, he might just harbor the

boss’ stern gaze, Isaac quickly tidied up the documents and said in a sycophantic manner, “Mr. Newton, when I came up just now, I saw Mrs. Newton was still at her desk.

“She’s working overtime?”