Chapter 87 Visible Displeasure

Zhao Xue'er's face was deathly pale, her hands clenching the tablecloth trembling slightly.

She bit her lip hard, bowing her head, her face full of helplessness.

Secretary Li saw her defeated demeanor, let out a cold laugh, and stuffed the termination notice into her hand.

"Please, Miss Zhao, come early tomorrow morning to Hongcheng to collect your personal belongings and to settle your wages for this period."

Zhao Xue'er clutched the termination notice tightly in her hand, her fingertips turning white from the pressure, and could only agree, "Okay."

Secretary Li shifted his gaze away from her, "The banquet is over, Miss Zhao, please leave quickly."

Zhao Xue'er, holding back her discomfort both inside and out, took steps to leave, when a server came over to her side, looking at the tablecloth on her body and asking for it back.

Seeing the polite demeanor of the server, Zhao Xue'er's face darkened.