"You're really full of yourself. Look at how late you are. Do you really think that the company cannot survive without you?!" Wang Liwei remarked sharply and ignored the fact that Director Zhao was holding her back.
As the cafe was relatively quiet at that moment, everyone could hear Wang Liwei clearly.
Song Yu sneered. She stood up and said, "It seems like there's no room for discussion."
"Song Yu! Song Yu!" Out of a sense of urgency, Director Zhao grabbed Song Yu's arm. "Take a seat first."
After a deliberate effort in trying to get Song Yu to stay, Director Zhao turned around and barked at Wang Liwei, "What did I tell you before? I brought you here to apologize! If you can't mind your manners, you should leave now."
Wang Liwei was shaken by the harsh tone. She kept her mouth shut—other than successfully getting into Director Zhao's bed, she had nothing else to offer.
