Mr. Song, who had said the exact words, looked embarrassed.
She was indeed beautiful, but she was also quite arrogant. Not only was she distant, but she also didn't listen to orders.
Although she had never made a mistake in her work, he couldn't put on the airs of a boss in front of her. It really frustrated him.
This morning, he really wanted to kick Lu Haiqiao out of the magazine agency, but he didn't expect the situation to suddenly turn around.
Pan Youcheng's face turned pale. He thought that by apologizing sincerely, this matter would be over. He didn't expect the seemingly gentle and weak girl to be so stubborn.
He sighed deeply.
Pan Youcheng's stomach tightened when he recalled the phone call he received when he returned home last night.
It was almost nine o'clock at that time.
Feeling the vibration, Pan Youcheng took out his phone from his suit pocket.
