The round-faced girl was called Susan Murphy. She was an assistant designer. She had been a fashion editor in the news department for two years. She was very interested in jewelry design, so when the company held an internal selection, she immediately wrote an application.

This girl seemed to divert away from common sense. She was talkative in a loud and casual tone. It was all thanks to her that Sierra Moore could understand the current situation of the company so quickly.

Only after hearing what Sierra Moore said did Susan Murphy realize that the people around were looking at them.

Susan Murphy was still chewing on the vegetables in her mouth. She said with a blank face, "Hey, why are everyone looking at us?"

The other two women who were eating at the same table with them all looked at Susan Murphy with disdain. They thought to themselves, "Even the cleaner of the company knows the reason. Why are you being so ignorant?"

The two of them looked at each other, and one of them spoke first, "Sierra Moore, we will be colleagues from now on. There is something that we hope you can answer honestly."

Sierra Moore asked her what it was.

The woman was direct as well. She did not speak in a roundabout manner and simply voiced out the questions in everyone's hearts. "Someone saw that you were very close to the President. Tell me the truth, did you get into the company through connections? What is your relationship with the President?"

"The President?" Sierra Moore wondered who this person was.

"I just came to the company today and haven't seen the President yet," Sierra Moore said with a blank expression.

The woman thought to herself, "You came to work in the car of the President in the morning. This matter has already been spread in the company. Now, you are still pretending to say that you have never seen the President before. You're lying!

"However, since Sierra Moore can get into the President's car, it is likely that she has some sort of relationship with him. Although we are extremely curious, we do not dare to openly offend Sierra Moore."

Thus, she gave Sierra Moore an understanding look and said in a friendly manner, "Since you don't want to say it, then forget it."

Susan Murphy was clearly outside of the situation. She had no idea what was going on. When she looked at Sierra Moore again, she also had a blank and ignorant expression on her face.

Sierra Moore was not good at making friends originally. She did not understand it and did not ask again.

"Sierra Moore knows the President? Is it true?" Susan Murphy immediately asked in a gossipy way, "Tell me, what's going on?"

At this time, there was a sudden disturbance in the cafeteria.

"It's Mr. Jones! He actually came here to eat. This is too inconceivable!"

The appearance of Steven Jones, the famous vice president, made the entire employees' cafeteria boil. Only Sierra Moore was stunned when she saw him.

"Why am I always meeting this man?" Something seemed to flash through her mind, but it was too fast for her to catch it.

Everyone was busy watching the handsome guy. Only Sierra Moore was in a state of confusion. She thought to herself, "It is the first day of my work and I met Steven Jones here. It is probably not a coincidence, right?"

She almost immediately thought of a serious problem, "Since Steven Jones is here, could Nathan Shaw be here as well?"

Seeing Sierra Moore's dumbfounded look, Susan Murphy thought that Sierra Moore did not know Steven Jones, so she kindly introduced to her, "This man is the vice president of our group. It is said that he was classmates with the President when he was in college. After graduation, he came to the company to help."

"Steven Jones was classmates with the President of the company?" Sierra Moore wondered in her heart.

Sierra Moore felt that her brain was still overloaded. She heard herself ask, "Murphy, the President you mentioned, what is his name?"

Susan Murphy looked at her in shock as if she was looking at an alien.

"Sierra Moore, how did you get in here? You don't even know the President. New employees will get employee manuals. Didn't you see it?"

There was still a trace of hope in Sierra Moore's heart, and she pretended to be calm as she looked at Susan Murphy. "So?"

Susan Murphy decided to popularize knowledge for Sierra Moore and said to her seriously, "Our president is New York's youngest and most successful entrepreneur. He's been interviewed by some of the most renowned magazines!"

Sierra Moore's heart skipped a beat. She asked tentatively, "That magazine, it can't be The Times, right?"

Susan Murphy exclaimed, "So you've read it too! How is it? Do you think our President is very attractive?"

Sierra Moore had indeed read it. At that time, she was bored. When she saw this magazine, she casually flipped through a few pages. If she remembered it correctly, it was still on the bedside table.

She thought to herself, "So, Nathan Shaw is Skyreach Corporation's President?"

Sierra Moore was a little slow to react, and after she reacted, her face was full of shame.

She originally thought that it was impossible for such a coincidence. How could a big company like Skyreach Corporation take the initiative to call her? It turned out that all of this was arranged by Nathan Shaw.

She continued to think, "He has paid such a great price. It couldn't be because of his conscience. What exactly is he trying to do?"

Anger and humiliation rose in her heart. Sierra Moore suddenly felt that from the first day she met him, she had been tricked around like an idiot by him.

When he was in a good mood, he would wave at her. When he was in a bad mood, he would have a cold face as if she was unforgivable.

It was acceptable even if she was threatened to stay in his house, but now, he even had gotten involved in her work matters. He had barged into her line of sight and disrupted her entire life. Now, he even wanted to control her life. Sierra Moore wondered what right he had.

The more she thought about it, the angrier she got. Sierra Moore glared at Steven Jones and stood up. She even forgot to bring the plate and turned to leave the cafeteria.

Some of the people who originally wanted to watch the show felt that it was a pity to see her leave so freely.

When he saw Sierra Moore in the cafeteria, Steven Jones was also very surprised. He originally wanted to go over and say hello, but he did not expect that she would not give him any face. She actually pretended not to know him and turned away.

The manager who was with him was keenly aware of the weird atmosphere and stole a glance at Steven Jones. The manager thought to himself, "Mr. Jones face is really bad."

Steven Jones thought it was absolutely abnormal to see Sierra Moore in Skyreach Corporation's staff cafeteria.

Steven Jones felt that he needed to discuss this with his good dude, so he took out his mobile phone and began to send a message to Nathan Shaw. That head of wine-red hair, under the lights, seemed particularly rebelling.

After Sierra Moore left the cafeteria, she went straight back to the office. She originally wanted to ask Mr. Yates about it, but after thinking about it, she felt that it was inappropriate to do so.

If there was anything fishy about this matter, then it was definitely because of Nathan Shaw. This came from the higher ups anyway, and Mr. Yates, as a department manager, could only do as he was told.

If she went to denounce him, and he didn't know anything, wouldn't that make her embarrassed?

At the thought of Nathan Shaw, Sierra Moore could not help but gnash her teeth. She thought this bastard must have done it on purpose. No wonder he let pass the matter of her looking for a job. She hated herself for jumping into his trap with hope.

As for Steven Jones, who was glared at by her, he left without even eating because he was too surprised.

After returning to the office, Steven Jones immediately called the personnel department and asked them to send all the files of the new employees.

He quickly found Sierra Moore's name on the employee list. After opening it, he saw the name of the position and the words "Jewelry Designer" on it. Steven Jones's eyes lit up. He got up and went to the president's office.

"I was wondering why you suddenly got involved in the jewelry business. It turns out that you want to pick up girls."

Steven Jones had yet to arrive, but his voice had already been heard. After getting in, he sat down on the sofa and rested his legs on the coffee table. "Mr. Shaw, is it really okay for you to take advantage of your job like this?"

John Smith, who was reporting to the President, was stunned and his report was thus interrupted.

Lisa, who followed Steven Jones in, was already used to it. She walked to the operating table and poured him a cup of freshly ground coffee. "Mr. Jones, your coffee."

When she bent down, her collar revealed a large piece of scenery, which immediately gave Steven Jones a feast for the eyes.

The vice president leaned his head over and sent an invitation with an ambiguous wink. "Lisa, my beauty, do you want to have a meal together after work?"

Lisa smiled gently and refused, "Sorry, I already have an appointment with my friend."

After being rejected by the beauty, Steven Jones struck a pose by holding his hands to his heart. His face was full of exaggerative sadness. "Lisa, you make me really sad. I have already asked you out dozens of times. How can you be so cruel?"

Lisa was indifferent to Steven Jones's shamelessness and turned to Nathan Shaw. "Mr. Shaw, if there's nothing else, I'll go for work now."

Seeing this, John Smith also packed up the documents and left.

As soon as the two of them left, Steven Jones immediately revealed his true intention. He ran to Nathan Shaw and spread his hands. "Hey, if you don't want me to speak it out, would you like to express it?"

"Are you sure?" Nathan Shaw looked up at him.

Steven Jones nodded repeatedly, so Nathan Shaw decided to satisfy his request. He took something out of the drawer and handed it to Steven Jones.

Looking at the folder that Nathan Shaw had placed in his hand, Steven Jones was confused and asked him, "What are you doing?"

"Of course, I'm pulling you down with me."

When he said these words, Nathan Shaw did not feel embarrassed at all. He even specially warned Steven Jones, "Since the news has already been spread out, you have to make some achievements. The design and development department will be handed over to you. Give me a complete proposal within three days."

"What?" Steven Jones really hoped that he had heard it wrong. He was here to ask for hush money, not to collude with Nathan Shaw.

Steven Jones slammed the table in dissatisfaction. "I have to deal with the long-term cooperation projects with Grand Distance Group. I also have to develop the land of the new town. The project of the resort is also ongoing. I am very busy."

As the President, Nathan Shaw should care about his subordinates. He then promised, "Since you're so busy, I'll transfer John Smith over to help you. However, you still have to hand in the proposal on time."

"Don't worry. I won't blame you if you don't do a good job. You are my bro." He ignored Steven Jones's angry glare and gave him an encouraging look.

As a result, Steven Jones was in tragedy and wailed, "No One would treat his dude like you. You have already occupied my private time, not even letting go of my rest day. I am almost squeezed dry by you. Can't you treat me better?"

Just as Winter Clark opened the door, she heard the second half of the sentence and her heart suddenly trembled.

"Occupied? Squeezed dry? Not letting go?" She wondered in her heart, "What did the President do to Mr. Jones? And what's going on with this almost frozen atmosphere?"

Winter Clark realized that she had come at a bad time. She braced herself and walked over. She opened the document and placed it in front of Nathan Shaw. "President, this document needs your signature."

The President had a fake smile, and Mr. Jones had a bitter expression on his face. It was difficult for her not to think of other things. Two words suddenly popped up in Winter Clark's mind.

"Something fishy!"