He Wei arrives at the bank on time at 8:20 every morning.

Usually she is one of the first people, and Mr. Ghent, the branch manager, must not come until mid-morning.

Unexpectedly, just as she stepped on the steps of the bank gate that day, she saw Mr. Ghent's car and stopped steadily.

Every time Mr. Ghent sees He Wei, he must greet him warmly, but today he just nodded his head and went into the bank very anxious.

"What's wrong?" He Wei stretched out his head and glanced at Mr. Ghent's office.

She seemed to see someone waiting.

And Mr. Ghent is so respectful, he must be a big man.

He Wei arrived at his desk, packed up, and was about to eat the breakfast he brought when suddenly a pretty and tactful voice said, "Good morning."

She speaks English.

He Wei raised his eyes and saw a little girl standing in front of her, about ten years old, wearing a pale pink cloak with a white gauze skirt, milky white stockings, and a pair of pale pink leather boots.

In addition, she has blond hair and green eyes that are as clear as emeralds.

"Good morning." He smiled, "What's your name?"

Ninety percent of the bankers are Europeans. It is normal for the children of colleagues to come and play before the working hours.

"Anna, what's your name?" the little girl asked curiously.

He smiled and said his English name, and told the little girl that her Chinese name was also easy to pronounce, called Wei Wei.

"Are you a worker?" The little girl asked He Wei again, "Are you a secretary?"

"No, I'm an official employee." He Wei said.

The little girl nodded.

At this moment, the door of Mr. Gent's office opened, and a middle-aged man came out. He was about forty, but he had dark hair and eyes.

"Anna, come here." The middle-aged man beckoned.

The little girl told He Wei that her father was looking for her and she was going to go.

Later, He Wei heard someone say that Mr. Leightoner from the head office came to the branch, as if there was something important, and Mr. Ghent accompanied him to the Governor's Palace that day.

"Is the little girl I saw Mr. Leightoner's daughter?" He Wei was surprised.

She was a little surprised.

After work this day, she met the old neighbor who came back from buying wine on the downstairs path.

The old gentleman said, "I have some fate with you."

He smiled and said yes.

He asked He Wei again, how do you feel about going to work today, and do you still consider working hard as an ideal?

He Wei said that she met Miss Leightoner in the morning.

"Miss Leightonle?" The old gentleman shook his head. "Jonathan Leightonle doesn't have a daughter, he only has two sons."

Jonathan. Leightoner is the name of the chairman of the head office, that is, he and his wife's family merged to create the grand occasion of today's Leightoner Bank.

Anyone who has worked at Leyden Bank knows this name.

"No, it should be his granddaughter." He Wei said, "The little girl is about ten years old. She has green eyes and is very beautiful."

"Oh, that's Anna," the old gentleman said. "She looks like her mother, thank God. There are not many beautiful people in the Leidenell family, and Anna is an exception."

He Wei is a little strange.

"You know the Leydener family well?" she asked.

"We ordinary people know a little about such a famous family. What's so strange? Don't you think I have worked in Leiden?" The old man said as a matter of course.

His expression did not change at all, still as lazy and casual. When it comes to the Leightoner family, his words are always mean, and He Wei thinks this is normal.

Many people hate their bosses.

"I think? You said yes." He smiled and said, "Since you are also an old employee, do you have any benefits?"

"Yes, but who cares?" The old gentleman shrugged, "I just need to have money to drink."

He smiled.

It is a blessing to meet this old gentleman in the past few days, because in the next few days, this old gentleman is like dead again, quietly hiding in the house.

The neighbors are very strange, but He Wei thinks they are normal.

Who doesn't have a bit of a quirk yet?

On Thursday afternoon, there was afternoon tea in the bank, and when everyone gathered around, Zhang Zhu said to the others, "I heard that there will be a dance party on the weekend to welcome Mr. Matthew Leightoner."

Everyone exclaimed, and the pantry suddenly seemed to explode.

That is the eldest son of the boss, Jonathan Leidor, the heir to Leidor Bank. If you can get his favor, you will definitely be able to rise to the sky, right?

"Of course, not everyone can be invited." Zhang Zhu said again.

He Wei doesn't care about this gossip.

She knows that there is a price to be paid for one step to the sky. And she, studying hard for years and graduating from a regular school, can rely on her qualifications to get ahead, and there is no need to go into evil ways.

Even if Mr. Ghent asked her to go, she didn't really want to go.

"Miss He, you should go, right?" Zhang Zhu suddenly said in front of everyone.

He Wei was adding honey and milk to the black tea. Hearing this, she raised her eyes and smiled and said, "Me? How do I know if I'm going or not, how can I have Miss Zhang, you are well informed?"

Someone's expression changed, and they looked at Zhang Zhu with malicious intent.

No one knows about this, how did she know?

Zhang Zhuo wanted to ridicule He Wei secretly, but she didn't want to be embarrassed by He Wei in public. She immediately changed Chinese and asked He Wei, "What does Miss He mean by this?"

"Miss Zhang, this is the truth, I really don't know about it. You are well informed, you know first, what did I say wrong?" He Wei stirred the tea lightly.

The black tea immediately gave off a light milky fragrance.

They knew each other about Mr. Ghent's harassment of them, but they poked each other in the spine.

He Wei thought that she was incapable of helping Zhang Zhuo, and besides, people didn't care about her, so she could only protect herself first.

But Zhang Zhu dared to taunt her with such a thing, and she would never take any face.

"We are two young Asian ladies in the entire branch. What's in it for you to suppress me? Miss He, be a little more ambitious." Zhang Zhu had a smile on his lips, as if she was talking to He Wei about some best friend Whisper.

He Wei also smiled and said, "A rake, you suppressed it first, right? You use this rake so smoothly, is it the reincarnation of Zhu Bajie?"

Jang Soo's name has a word that reads pig, and when someone talks about her behind her back, they will humiliate her like that.

Unexpectedly, He Wei said so face to face.

Jang-soo's smile couldn't be maintained any longer.

He Wei made the tea, stood up, and smiled at Zhang Zhuo quietly: "Miss Zhang, if you don't offend me, I won't offend anyone, if you want to step on me to raise yourself up, and you expect to wear a high hat to make me dumb, I persuade me. Save your energy!"

After saying that, she turned around and left, leaving only a graceful figure. Colleagues saw that He Wei was always smiling, and they didn't know that she and Zhang Zhu were arguing with each other. They just thought it was the two of them who whispered a few words, so everyone talked about the dance again.