Wan Meizhen wiped away her tears with a wronged expression, her eyes brimming with tears as she gazed at Old Master Qiao's kindly face.
"Uncle Qiao, this isn't good, you know. People will talk," she said.
"Hmph!" Old Master Qiao snorted coldly, his commanding presence revealing itself, "If anyone dares to talk about you, Uncle Qiao will tear his mouth apart!"
"Uh, Uncle Qiao, I want to learn from Brother Chengxun and be by his side. It doesn't matter if I get paid or not, right now I just want to improve myself."
Seeing her ambition, Old Master Qiao felt relieved, "Of course there will be a salary. Don't worry, I'll speak to the personnel department tomorrow and have you work as an assistant in the administrative department. Then, except for Chengxun, nobody in the company will dare to bully you!"
"Really?" Wan Meizhen was overjoyed.