Song Jia was in her office in a very foul mood. A lot of departments have been working carelessly and the guidelines set by her were not being followed properly. She had scolded everyone in the morning meeting and had left very angrily. None of the employees except Wei Xin felt brave enough to come to her. Seeing that all the employees were being scolded, even Wei Xin kept her contact with Song Jia minimum.
"Assistant Wei, can you get these bills signed by the President? It needs to be reimbursed." A middle-aged director requested Wei Xin with a sheepish smile.
Wei Xin who got the sword hanging on her head, "..." Are you serious? We have our lives at stake and you are worried about bills? Just kill me like this, why use bills for it? I know you hate me.
"Please get it done some other day. Bills won't run anywhere, but if you go inside now, your life surely will." Wei Xin answered helplessly. She didn't want to be the cannon fodder for the scolding either.
