"Mr. Ji, stop joking. How can we be compared? I really don't want to waste any more time on these issues and get entangled with you. If you really don't have anything else to say, I'll take my leave first. " With that, she rolled her eyes and walked out of the man's office.
Ji Ziming could only sigh as he watched her leave and the door close with a bang.
His handsome brows were so tightly furrowed that they could crush a fly. He clenched his wounded hand into a fist and slammed it heavily on the glass table.
"Ji Ziming! How can you be so useless?" Suddenly, the veins on his face popped as he gritted his teeth and said this.
However, he was suddenly attracted by the stack of documents that had been shaken up by his fist because he had used too much force. He stared at the stack of documents and thought for a while. Then, he squinted his eyes and nodded slightly, as if he had already thought of a brilliant plan.
