He Feng picked up the phone and dialed Fang Ya's number.
Fang Ya was standing at the Section Chief's desk at the moment, listening to another lecture.
"Fang Ya, it's not that I like scolding you, but look at you coming to work every day with this pile of food. Who are you trying to please?" The Section Chief pointed at the two or three lunch boxes on Fang Ya's desk and said.
Fang ya did not say anything and stood where she was, allowing the Section Chief to scold her.
These days, after being taught a harsh lesson by her aunt, Fang Ya would make a lot more food every day.
No one could finish it at home, so she had to bring it to the office to see if there was anyone who was willing to finish it off.
Fang Ya had been doing this for a week, and it had indeed attracted the "attention" of the Section Chief.
Fang Ya quietly stood where she was, without any intention of refuting.
