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At the entrance to the general management office, several people were gathered, led by the little follower, who was backed by two other women.
Qiao Jing recognized the people who stood behind Liu Xin, mocking her—they were the ones who had appeared in the cafeteria.
The little follower had changed her clothes, and although her face was still swollen, she had regained her scornful expression, "Can't even complete your work, yet you dare to come to the company? How embarrassing."
"Exactly, even daring to hit an employee in the cafeteria?"
"Lucky for her I have a good temper. If it were me, I would have called the police and had her arrested long ago."
Qiao Jing couldn't suppress her anger any longer and suddenly stood up. Her eyes were icy, her brow cold, and her whole body exuded a terrifying sharpness!