Manager Wan had no idea where he went wrong with that statement.
Wearing an expression of someone imparting wisdom.
Zhou Sicheng snorted coldly, "I trained you for three years, and you've only been here for less than three months, now you're all about Manager Wen?"
Manager Wan shuddered in fright, pointing upstairs, "They are waiting for me to arrange work upstairs, telling them to set up a place for you, ha."
Then he picked up the dessert bag he had retrieved from the trash bin and said with a smile, "I'll also put this in Manager Wen's fridge."
After saying that, he slipped away as if on greased heels.
The atmosphere was off; better slip away quickly.
...
Qi Huan gave Wen Jing an address for a Western restaurant in a mall, not too far from the pedestrian street.
Wen Jing parked her car in the underground garage of the mall, then took the elevator to the fifth floor.
In the elevator, she took out her phone and briefly browsed Weibo's trending topics.
