Gu Qiaoqiao's voice crisply broke the silence, "Deputy Director Gu, please wait."
Gu Yajing stopped, asking unhappily, "What for?"
Gu Qiaoqiao looked at the woman before her. Could this be a member of Gu Cheng's family?
She couldn't be sure, but regardless of who it was, no one had the right to withhold an author's manuscript.
It wasn't a matter of good or bad.
"I would like to ask, Deputy Director Gu, have you read this manuscript?"
Gu Yajing was startled, then, irate, retorted, "Is that any of your business?"
"Of course, it is my business. This book was written by my father, who spent a great deal of effort on it. I assume Deputy Director Gu took this manuscript for no other purpose than to read it, is that not so?"
"You..." Gu Yajing was somewhat embarrassed and very much wanted to curse out loud, but considering this was Director Yu's office, she suppressed her rage, "I am very busy, I don't have time to talk to you..."
