Chapter 143. Jordan Was Angry

Ivelle shook her head. "It's all right. You go up first since someone can always come down to pick me up later, you go! Don't delay your work."

He raised his eyebrows and smiled. "Vice President Brad?"

Ivelle nodded.

He smiled, said nothing more, and went straight up.

When the receptionist saw such a situation, she probably felt more than half of confusion in her heart and said to Ivelle for a moment, "Mrs. Astley, don't worry about what happened just now. I didn't mean it. This is my job. Please understand."

Marcela was angry. "Your job? What's your job? Your job is to receive and convey. First, you did not receive us well, and second, you did not convey the message. "

"It's not our fault that you didn't convey the message because we didn't have an appointment, but the most important part of your job is reception. Not only do you not receive us properly, but you also sneered at us openly and shamelessly. What does the company keep for