章 7: Chapter 7 Can I Keep My Job?

The receptionist sized Viola again and confirmed that Viola did not look like a famous socialite, but someone who wanted to use her beautiful face.

"You think you can be considered a guest? You want to see the president. Do you know that our president is worth hundreds of millions? You are just a poor bumpkin. How can you be able to get a hold of him?"

Viola, who was called "a poor bumpkin," was so angry.

As rich as Viola was, she was probably hundreds of times richer than the president of Angle Group. The receptionist was such a snob.

Viola didn't bother to talk nonsense with such useless employee. Her expression was serious. "Contact the higher-ups and tell them that I'm here. If the higher-ups don't want to see me, I'll bear all the consequences."

The receptionist wanted to continue scolding Viola. But just as she was about to speak, she was frightened by Viola's cold and sharp gaze.