As soon as she entered the office, she switched faces like a Sichuan opera actor, "President Xu really treats you differently, okay, go back to work."
Song Niaoniao deliberately asked, "Sister Long, weren't you asking me to go to HR to go through the resignation procedures?"
Sister Long gritted her teeth, "Somebody's protecting you, just gloat!"
Song Niaoniao turned and left.
**
When she returned to her desk, Song Niaoniao opened her email and sent the fifth design draft she had revised the previous night to Sister Long.
It wasn't long before Sister Long replied to the email: "It's okay now."
Song Niaoniao breathed a sigh of relief.
Whether she really thought it was okay or she was doing it for Xu Fenglai's face, at least she didn't have to continue revising the design drafts for those lousy male celebrities...
It was also lunchtime, so Song Niaoniao got up and went downstairs to eat.
She had just left the elevator when Jiang Yaoyao called.
