Tang qingru leaned back in his chair and sighed. Then he said,"Secretary Dong, Wanwan."
"Yes, sir,"
tell me, what can I do to make song ran forgive me? "
Secretary Dong's heart skipped a beat. Sir had given him a dead end.
Sir, " Secretary Dong said with fear and trepidation, " my understanding is that if you treat her a little better, she will naturally be touched.
"It would be great if time could be turned back," Tang qingru sighed again,"then I could take back that slap and those contemptuous words I said to her."
Secretary Dong didn't dare to say anything. She had been working for director Tang for so many years, but this was the first time she had seen this iron-fisted man so helpless. He was so careful with his words and actions to please others.
"Let's go back." Tang qingru stretched out his hand and pressed the space between his eyebrows.
