Previously, she had always scoffed at this kind of thinking, but in this moment, she seemed to have gained some understanding. It turned out that sometimes, using special means to deal with certain special people could actually be quite effective.

Feifei Owen thought to herself with secret satisfaction: Aren’t you so arrogant? Don’t you steal my coffee? Don’t you dare smoke in my office? Didn’t you use personal connections to pressure Uncle Moore into giving you a cushy, do-nothing job? Fine, I’ll let you have your wish. Either do the job, or get out. If you work, I’ll show you what it means to deal with Feifei Owen—there’s no way I’ll let you slack off all day. If you refuse, that’s your own choice, and Uncle Moore’s favor will be repaid.

“Uh, janitor or something like that is a bit much, isn’t it?” Henry Walker rubbed his nose and said with a wry smile. The reason he was reluctant to be a security guard was that, although it wasn’t a real military unit, it would inevitably bring up some memories he’d rather not revisit.

“Mr. Walker, if you’re unwilling to do anything, then there’s nothing I can do. All the positions in the company are already filled, and I believe Uncle Moore will respect my decision as agreed. It’s a pity—hopefully we’ll have a chance to work together again in the future.” On Feifei Owen’s nearly flawless and beautiful face, an appropriate look of regret appeared. She was indeed a little disappointed; if this man left, she’d lose the satisfaction of making things difficult for him as payback.

In her life, this was the first time she’d met someone she couldn’t help but want to teach a lesson. Still, making this guy disappear from her sight forever wouldn’t be a bad ending either.

Henry Walker frowned, thought carefully for a moment, and seemed to come to a realization. He showed a relieved expression: “In that case, I’ll be a security guard. Just as you said, President Owen, there’s no distinction in the dignity of different professions.”

Feifei Owen was stunned; she hadn’t expected him to agree to be a security guard. She thought to herself, fine, once you officially start, I’ll show you what it means to make things difficult.

Making things difficult—this was something she’d learned from her best friend, who was two years older, after returning to take over as company president. According to her friend’s logic, anyone who dared to disobey should be made so uncomfortable they’d limp, and she’d even privately taught her all sorts of tricks for making life hard for people. Back then, Feifei Owen hadn’t agreed with this at all and had looked down on it.

But thinking about it now, if she used those methods on the extremely annoying Henry Walker, it might actually be a clever way to fight fire with fire.

“In that case, I’ll trouble Director Turner to help Mr. Walker with the onboarding procedures.” While plotting a few little tricks in her mind, her tone was extremely polite, and she even gave a courteous nod.

“Alright, David will take care of it right away. President, you must be tired—please remember to get some rest.” David Turner was all respect as he invited Henry Walker to leave with him. Only after closing the president’s office door did he finally breathe a huge sigh of relief and wipe the cold sweat from his brow.

This anxious look made Henry Walker want to laugh. “Director Turner, you’re an old hand at this. Is that pretty girl really so scary? She’s got you this rattled.”

“Brother, you don’t know.” David Turner, who had survived three presidents, was a master at reading people. He could tell that Henry Walker must have strong connections with Chairman Moore. Otherwise, there’s no way President Owen, who never played favorites and despised backdoor dealings, would make an exception for him. So he was very polite to Henry Walker, glancing around and lowering his voice: “As the saying goes, the ruthless fear the reckless, and the reckless fear those who don’t care about their lives. When you run into someone like President Owen, who doesn’t care about anything, won’t listen to reason, and holds the imperial sword, even the most seasoned veteran is helpless.”

“Heh, Old Moore must have been bored out of his mind to put a young girl like that in charge of the company. Only he could come up with something like that.” Henry Walker couldn’t help but shake his head and laugh as he walked.

“Brother, I can see you have some connection with the old chairman. As one of Chairman Moore’s old subordinates, I have to give you some advice.” David Turner took the opportunity to show goodwill and whispered, “I’ve pretty much figured out President Owen’s temper. As long as you go along with her, diligently complete the tasks she assigns, and flatter her a bit in private, she’s easy to handle. Brother, let me give you a word of advice: don’t go against President Owen anymore. Say some nice things and try to get yourself transferred to an easier position. Being a security guard is tough and thankless.”

“Mm, thank you for the advice, Director Turner, but let’s talk about it later. I’m just here to find a job and get by—doesn’t matter what position I’m in.” Henry Walker replied politely as well. He was the type to return respect with even more respect.

“Alright, then do your best for now. When the president has cooled off and is in a better mood, I’ll take the opportunity to put in a good word for you.” David Turner didn’t push further. After showing goodwill again, he personally busied himself with helping Henry Walker complete the onboarding procedures.

Meanwhile, Feifei Owen picked up the phone, stood up from her comfortable office chair, and said in shock, “No, you can’t do this.”

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