I knew that neither of them was going to back down, s o I took my phone out and called Mason.
After my call was connected, Mason's cold voice sounded, "What is it?"
I looked at the receptionist and asked faintly, "Are you at the company?"
Mason lightly answered yes.
"I want to see Theo, but the receptionist is telling me that I need to make an appointment. Theo’s busy right now, can you come down and pick me up?"
On the other end of the phone, Mason was silent for a moment before he said, "I'm coming down now."
The receptionist stared at me with a suspicious face." Who did you call?"
I smiled faintly and did not answer her question.
Miss Woods gave her a cold snort. "Watch out, you have a surprise waiting for you in a bit."
When she saw that Miss Woods and I were acting confidently, the receptionist got a bit flustered.
"Find out if President Lane from East Wind Corporation has made an appointment with President Grant recently." At that moment, a man came over.
The receptionist came back to her senses and looked down to check on her computer.
I looked over at the man and froze for a moment.
'Isn't this Mr. John from the marketing department? Why did he come over to Whaldorf City with Theo?’
Mr. John looked at me and froze for a few seconds before hurriedly greeting me, "President Lane! It's been a long time."
"It's been a long time indeed." I smiled gently.
When I was at Grant Corporation before, although I did not interact much with him at work, we still met each other frequently, so we were considered acquaintances.
"You're here to see President Grant, right?" Mr. John looked at my stomach. "And I see that your stomach is growing. I hope you take care whenever you're out."
I smiled and nodded. "Of course."
"Why haven't you gone up yet?" Mr. John felt a little puzzled.
I glanced at the receptionist and said faintly, "He's a bit busy now, so I'll go up in a bit."
Mr. John was about to say something when his phone rang.
"Go ahead and do whatever you need to." I waved my hand.
Mr. John gave me an apologetic look, then turned around and left quickly.
The conversation I had with Mr. John just now allowed the receptionist to find out who I was. At that moment, she looked at me with panic in her eyes. She parted her lips just to close them again. She could not say a word for a long time.
Miss Woods mockingly said, "Girl, don't you think you ought to say something?"
"I... I..." The receptionist bit her lip and apologized to m e. "I’m sorry, Mrs. Grant. I'm sorry for offending you."
"Grant Corporation isn’t a small company, and a receptionist is the face of the company. Your words and actions represent the company, so if you act like a snob and maliciously speculate based on your own judgments, I'm forced to wonder how you were recruited in the first place."
Miss Woods had served Grandma Grant all her life and became a strict person after all those years of training. The receptionist could not help but shrink her neck.
"Don’t bother pretending, thinking I'd pity you." Miss Woods snorted coldly. She did not intend to let her go s o easily. "Hurry up and apologize to Young Mistress again."
"I’m sorry, Young Mistress." The receptionist dutifully apologized to me.
"Apologize again."
Most of the people who got a job in Grant Corporation would be a little haughty. When the receptionist saw that Miss Woods was being merciless, she became furious. "I’ve had enough of you."
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