After everyone left, the more Queenie thought about it, the more unwilling she felt. Finally, after half an hour of tossing and turning on the bed, she angrily got up and knocked on Vanessa’s door.
“Come in.”
Vanessa sat behind her desk, browsing the web on her computer.
Queenie glanced at Vanessa’s computer screen from the corner of her eye, a bit blurry, but found that Vanessa seemed to browse some kind of forum.
She couldn’t help but feel a little smug in her heart.
It seemed that Vanessa had completely given up and was bored with the Internet here.
She sat on the chair opposite Vanessa and changed from her previous innocent and simple look to an arrogant one.
“Vanessa, since you’re so upset, why don’t you think of ways to solve the problem? Or do you suffer from a lack of solutions? If you really don’t know what to do, I can come up with an idea for you.”
Vanessa’s hand that was holding the mouse paused, and she raised her eyes to look at Queenie, indicating that she was somewhat interested.
“Oh? What kind of idea?”
She was wondering what kind of idea Queenie could come up with for her.
Queenie cleared her throat and poured herself a cup of tea on Vanessa’s desk, deliberately slow. Unfortunately, Vanessa was not at all anxious. She had to say,
“Of course there is a way. You just need to hire a good PR team to turn public opinion for you, but you also need to know that you can’t find a good PR team anywhere, besides, the cost of this, well…”
Vanessa gestured with her finger.
Obviously, Queenie thought that there’s no way Vanessa had that much money, even if she had now returned to the Simmons family, she would only get little living expenses given to her by her father and big brother. It was estimated that the money given to her by her brother last time was at most enough to treat Yolande to a meal.
So now she necessarily did not have the money to hire a PR team.
After a moment, Queenie continued, “However, you do not have to worry about the money, I can get you a PR team, and will certainly ensure that your problem can be solved. But I do have one condition, which is you have to beg me.”
Vanessa pulled out a pen from the pencil vase and casually drew on the paper, and didn’t seem to even hear Queenie.
Just when Queenie’s face was slightly sunken, she suddenly came back to her senses, as if she had just forgotten that there was another person in the room.
“Done talking? If there’s nothing else, you can go now.”
“You!”
Queenie stood up from her chair and pointed at Vanessa, saying, “Vanessa, you’re really ungrateful! I’m trying to help you!”
Vanessa shrugged her shoulders, “Am I supposed to accept anything you offered? I don’t think so.”
Then, she pointed to the door and said, “I’m sure you know how to get out of here.”
“You’ll regret it! You will! Even if you kneel in front of me and beg me in the future, I won’t help you!”
Queenie slammed the door in a rage and left.
And it made a loud noise.
The moment she closed the door, her face twisted in anger.
She would tear Vanessa into pieces and throw her to the countryside if she could, and she just felt disgusted every time she saw Vanessa’s face.
One day sooner or later, she would make Vanessa kneel at her feet and beg her for a living!
And at this time, Vanessa took out her cell phone and made a call to someone. It’s time for this matter to end here.