Li Zheng, clutching a stack of recommendation letters, had just exited the conference room when Chen Hongbing caught up with him.
The current situation was inevitably a bit strange.
The healthy boss-subordinate relationship all of a sudden carried an air of collusion and misdemeanor.
Chen Hongbing, hooking his arm around Li Zheng's shoulder, quickly found a quiet corner and scrutinized Li Zheng, "Smart kid, quite eloquent too..."
"Eloquent?" Li Zheng looked confused, holding the recommendation letters, "I thought your letters were quite impressive."
"No, not like that; I mean the kind of eloquence that really appeals to women."
"Literary?"
"Something like that."
"Ah, that's me, I won't be modest," Li Zheng smiled, "It's just about reading a few more books."
Chen Hongbing waved his hand and laughed, "But you're lacking in practical skills; look how you upset Jingjing. She silently went back to her desk and didn't even come to the celebration party."
"That was an accident..."
