Chapter Two Hundred Sixty-Three
Behind the office desk, Jin Lian wore a light purple sweater paired with a plaid long skirt, the form-fitting garment snugly wrapping around her voluptuous and alluring figure.
One hand propped up her chin, her fair and delicate oval face bearing a faint trace of melancholy.
"Manager Jin! How's the company's finance doing recently?" Xiaoshan approached Jin Lian with an all-business expression.
"It's okay, I guess." The slight grievance in Jin Lian's heart grew stronger; he didn't even bring back a gift, and all he cares about is work.
"Let me see it."
Xiaoshan moved to the side of her desk.
Although Jin Lian was angry, she was still very responsible with her work, and she began explaining the financial report on the computer to Xiaoshan.
