What was that saying again?
One would surely die from anger by comparing one's life with another!
At that moment, Mu Yazhe's phone rang.
He walked to a corner and answered the call.
From the other end, his assistant informed him that the directors were all grumbling about his postponement of the afternoon meeting.
He snorted at that. "Can't you properly settle that matter?"
"…"
Min Yu was practically on the verge of tears.
Why did he have to deal with all this sh*t?!
Pausing for a bit, he carefully probed. "Boss, how about tonight's dinner appointment?"
"I have something on."
"What is it?"
"It's none of your concern!"
The assistant, again, fell silent.
After that, his boss continued. "Book a private room at West Taihu Restaurant for tonight; I have guests to entertain."
He could not help asking out of mounting curiosity, "Who are these esteemed guests?"
