In the CEO's office at Li Group skyscraper, Cui Jiangjing had been lingering all afternoon, his mouth dry from talking, but the man buried in his work showed no signs of acknowledging him.
"Come on, at least pay me some attention, will you? Do you think I'm here to perform a crosstalk alone?!"
With a throat parched and tongue dry, he finally stopped, grabbed the water cup beside him, and gulped down a cup of water.
"What's actually going on between you and Rong Yan? Are you really interested in her? From what I see, she doesn't seem that into you. Have you pursued her? Don't tell me you've been rejected?"
It had to be said, sometimes having a crow's mouth is quite prescient, at least in hitting someone's sore spot!
The man who had been ignoring him finally looked up, his narrow eyes slanting a glance at him, and with irritation, put down the pen in his hand, "Do you have nothing better to do?"
