Ding junqi was satisfied, Le Tian's father was satisfied, and they could continue eating.
After breakfast, Ding Junqi had to go to the production team. Even if there was a lot of news, he still had to do his work.
Le Tian sent Ding junqi to the door and looked at Ding junqi with a cold smile. "Ding Junqi's stage is really everywhere in life."
Ding junqi frowned and pressed one hand against the wall. He looked at Le Tian who was leaning against the wall. "I won't change my attitude on this matter. Le Tian, the only concession I can make is that you can choose another job. You definitely can't do this."
Le Tian looked up at Ding junqi. "I'm telling you as well. I'll listen to you on anything else that I can make. On this matter, I can't."
"You --"Ding Junqi was really angered at this moment.
Le Tian looked at him with his neck stiffened. "Hit me."
