"Good," Tang Yichen uttered a single word, praising the man for his persistence. The people who would not go against their morals in the toughest times are rare. It was an undeniable fact that Mr. Huang was an obstinate egotistical man, it could be sensed by the way he added the term 'mere' in front of models.
Maybe some people do not come as just black or white, they exist as grey. Despite everything, Tang Yichen appreciated the man who valued his principles more than anything else. There were not many people who could act that way.
Mr. Huang was stunned. Good? That's it?
"It's not your fault," Tang Yichen spoke up, his thin lips pinched together in a line before he continued, "But your assistant should check the emails more often," his gaze landed on the man standing behind the photographer.
