When it was time to get off work, I was the first one to leave.
In the past, I was always staying late to improve my work efficiency.
When my colleagues saw this, they all said that I didn't get promoted and started to give up.
I smiled and said nothing in response to their teasing.
As I exited the building, I noticed a car parked nearby.
I ignored it and walked towards the bus stop.
Sydney rolled down the passenger window and shouted, "Winona, come here. We are waiting for you."
Upon hearing her voice, several coworkers around turned their attention towards us.
Reluctant to be seen by colleagues, I approached with a composed demeanor.
I asked, "Ms. Elliott, is there anything wrong?"
She smiled at my address and said, "We are not in the company. You can call me by my name."
Everett, seated in the driver's seat, wore a detached expression.
He didn't even glance at me, and his furrowed brows revealed a hint of impatience.
Sydney continued, "Winona, please get in the car quickly. Today is my first day at work in the company, and I want to treat you and Everett to a meal."
I replied, "No, I have no appetite."
With that, I was about to leave.
Everett said coldly, "Get in the car."