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Mr. Kane Got Blacklisted Chapter 2400 - "You might as well learn from her. If you don't create a persona, there's nothing for others to criticize. If you do, they'll judge you based on it. If you slack off while others are working, do you think they won't complain about you?" Darcie always got a headache when she had to lecture.
She couldn't understand why Jaylene, who had an elite education, struggled so much at work.
Darcie had repeatedly told Jaylene to be humble at the company, not arrogant, to treat subordinates with both kindness and strictness, to work together as a team, and even if she had to make compromises, to show she had no choice and handle it gracefully.
Despite this, Jaylene hadn't taken it seriously. Darcie had paved the way for her for so long, but Jaylene was about to ruin it shortly after joining the company.
On the other hand, Stella had cin with the attitude of "I don't know much, I don't really want to do it, but I'm here because of my dad," clearly telling everyone not to expect too much from her. So, every tshe achieved something, people were impressed.
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Jaylene clenched her hands and said angrily, "She's good at manipulating people! She's just pretending!" "Don't worry about whether she's real or pretending. Just focus on your own work. You can change your assistant if you want. From now on, don't delegate your work to others. If you need to work overtime, do it honestly. If you can't handle it, let everyone go home. And when you work overtime, order food and drinks. What about others? Should they starve with you? I shouldn't have to teach you these small things.
You know you can win people's hearts with small gifts when you join the company. Don't you understand this? Even if it's an act, you have to do it completely. Fake it until you make it. No matter how much I favor you, I have to appear fair. You need to fight for it yourself!" Jaylene blushed. She knew Darcie was angry and disappointed, so she didn't argue back. She whispered, "I understand, Mom." Darcie waved her hand, "Go, I have a headache." Jaylene asked, "What about the assistant?" Darcie replied, "Choose one yourself and report to HR." Jaylene said, "Thank you, Mom," and left happily.
Darcie pressed her temples, feeling exhausted.
It was bad enough that Jessica had suppressed her, but now her daughter wasn't as good as Jessica's daughter. She was really angry.
Her daughter had received a better education and more resources, so why wasn't she as good as those two nouveau riche's kids? The phone rang, and Darcie calmed down to answer it.
"Hello." No one spoke on the other end.
Darcie looked at the caller ID and saw it was a city landline. She spoke again, “Hello, what's up?" Still no response. The silence lasted, and Darcie's eyes changed. She could hear slightly heavy breathing on the other end, unable to tell if it was a man or a woman.
Just when she was about to speak again, the other party hung up.
Darcie immediately called back, but no one answered.
She hung up, feeling uneasy.
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She scribbled the incoming call number and called Aubrey Check where this number is from and who owns it." Aubrey didn't understand but agreed.
"Wait," Darcie stopped her, "Do it quietly, and telldirectly once you find out." "Sure." After Aubrey left, Darcie becanxious, pacing back and forth in the office.
Although no one spoke on this call, it reminded her of a blackmail call eight years ago, bringing back long-lost En panic.
She pursed her lips, picked up the phone, and dialed a number, "Alijah, have you dealt with the situation En.
from eight years ago?" The other party didn't answer but asked, "What's wrong?" e phone fell into the nearby pool.
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