"Uh, Xiao Song." It was Director Zhao's voice.
Song Yu replied indifferently, "Who's this?"
"Er, this is Director Zhao," came the embarrassed answer.
"Oh. Director Zhao. Is there anything?" she asked plainly.
"Hehe, Song Yu, I've been looking for you these past few days, why didn't you turn on your phone? Whatever I said the other day was in a moment of anger. Don't take them to heart. When will you come back to work?" Director Zhao kept his ego in check.
"Oh? But I meant those words that I said that day," Song Yu remarked sharply.
"Xiao Song, it was my fault." Deep down, Director Zhao was not very pleased. Song Yu was nothing but a mere employee, but at that moment, he was lowering his voice to beg her.
