She shrugged helplessly, "Sorry, I need to go home early."
"So, you won't give me any face?"
Brandon Cliff was disappointed, but he wasn't willing to let her go easily, "We can call Norman Linton, he hasn't seen you in a long time and really misses you."
"But, really, I can't."
Ella Thompson picked up her belongings, sidestepped him, and headed directly downstairs.
She stood in front of the office building, waiting for the king's vehicle to pick her up.
However, after waiting for half an hour, it still didn't arrive.
Upstairs, in Owens Mingxi's office, the lights were still on. Brandon Cliff walked in looking disappointed, "She doesn't want to go out to eat with me. What to do?"
"Idiot!" Owens Mingxi scolded him, "You want me to help you think of a solution to this?"
"Didn't you say you'd set everything up for me?" Brandon Cliff retaliated.
