"Okay, I got it, President. Don't worry, I'll submit it to you as soon as possible!" Ye Changqing nodded seriously.
Once he was out of the office, ye Changqing immersed himself in his design work. However, the moment he thought of PEI GE and the man's nonchalance toward her, he became restless.
"Sigh ..." Ye Changqing let out a deep sigh. He tore the draft again, crumpled it into a ball, and threw it into the trash can at the door, but it didn't go in.
The Secretary had just arrived at the door with a cup of coffee and saw the balls of scrap paper on the floor. She said with concern,""Boss ye, have a cup of coffee first. Design inspiration is hard to come by. It might be faster if you take it slow."
"Put it on my table. What's the matter?" Ye Changqing held his forehead with his hands and narrowed his eyes.
