Song Qingyou tilted her head slightly and stared at him. A cold light seemed to flash in her dark eyes, sharp and steady.
Tan Jian's heart trembled, and he could not say the rest of his words.
Realizing that he was stunned by the little girl's gaze, Tan Jian cursed angrily, "F*ck!"
After seeing Song Qingyou's nonchalant expression, he couldn't help but question, "Secretary Song knows that she made a mistake in the meeting records, but she still doesn't apologize at all. Isn't that too much?"
"The meeting minutes will be shown to those who didn't participate in the meeting. Sometimes, an error in the data can cause irreparable damage. Secretary Song, shouldn't you reflect on it?"
"Or does Secretary Song think that she has a backer in the company and that it doesn't matter what she does?"
"Backer?" Song Qingyou repeated as she glanced at Jiang Zhihan.
The latter's lips curved slightly as he nodded at her.
