Ji Jie nervously walked into the CEO's office.
Huo Jingshen sat sternly on his black leather chair, his brows furrowed as if contemplating something monumental.
Finally, his thin lips parted, "My wife is angry."
"What?" Ji Jie was taken aback.
Good grief!
He initially thought the world was coming to an end, that Huo Yuan was about to go bankrupt, or he was about to get fired…
"I couldn't appease her." Huo Jingshen raised his eyes, spoke word by word, "Do you have any good suggestions?"
Ji Jie quickly gathered his thoughts.
He understood.
Huo Jingshen must have had a disagreement with his wife, otherwise he wouldn't have been bitten on his lip and in denial earlier. Such a stubborn man!
He immediately suggested, "Mr. Huo, women love bags, they say 'bags can cure all issues', 'make her happy with bags'."
"She's not satisfied."
Huh.
