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... s Manager Wang's former secretary."

"Why former secretary?"

Zhang Xiaoling shrugged, "Because I leaked his gossip, which made him hold a grudge against me, so he found an excuse to transfer me. Now I'm Yuan Kun's purchasing assistant."

"He didn't fire you?"

"The company owner is my grandfather."

"..." No wonder she dared to speak so freely - having backing really makes a difference!

Fang Rui asked, "What's the relationship between Chen Yuankun and Sun Xiaoning ...

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