Tianpeng closed the door and then gleefully unwrapped the bandage around his finger, revealing an intact and highly agile digit, clearly the hallmark of a seasoned playboy.
"What's this about?"
Tianpeng chuckled, "I had a little spat with Guo before, and to maintain harmony among colleagues, I played this trick deliberately. Now she drives me to and from work and feeds me during meals, and just like that, we've established an unbreakable comradeship."
Shen Fu slammed the table abruptly, "Zhu Tianpeng, you're really something!"
"Hey, it's all for the company. She and I are your two great generals; if we're at odds, it's not just work efficiency that suffers – one of us might even have to leave, which would be a huge loss for the company!"
Shen Fu didn't respond, only offering him a small, knowing smile.
