(Today still brings a fresh batch of 4,001 documents.)
Face to face with the mountainous pile of documents, Su Ziceng found herself at a loss for words.
This was two consecutive days of being burdened with a massive workload by Pello. Last night, she had worked overtime until ten o'clock just to clear all the materials, hoping that the next day would be somewhat easier, only to face yet another pile 50 centimeters tall.
"You must familiarize yourself with the company's internal financial operations as soon as possible," Pello's instructions were formulaic. Su Ziceng, glancing at Yan Wuxu who was working hard alongside her, swallowed her complaints. After all, she could guess what Su Qingzhang was thinking; she did not want to be outdone by Yan Wuxu in this rivalry, even though she also had no wish to be holed up in the finance department forever.
