"Now that you know how painful it feels, do you still want to fight?" he asked in a low voice.
"It was He Ling and Li Feifei's fault. They intentionally changed my roster and asked me to be on duty today. I didn't get to register my name for the designer intern position. Mr Gu, you are the President of the Gu Corporation. Could you please give me a chance? I want to register myself." Tang Mo'er looked at the man, her bright and glimmering eyes filled with hope.
Gu Mohan helped bandage her hand, then replied, "There are rules for everything. You have missed the timing for registration, and so you've missed this opportunity. Why should I help you?"
He was unwilling to help her.
"Mr Gu, I beg you. Please help me this time, I really need this opportunity!"
Gu Mohan packed the first-aid box and got up, and the corner of his black suit swept across her coldly. "I will not help you."
Mr Gu!
