My "Broke" Neighbor Is Actually My New Vp

Synopsis

The power went out on Christmas Eve. I took my nephew over to borrow some water. My neighbor, a cold, elite CEO, mistakenly thought I was so poor I could barely feed myself. Her eyes glistened with tears. "Forget all this nonsense. I have some leftover lobster." When the neighborhood group mocked me for being dirt-poor, she transferred me 30 thousand and posted openly in the chat: [I'm more than happy to support him.] On my first day at work, when she saw me in the vice president's seat, she was so shocked that she spilled her coffee all over the floor.