Tong Xiaohua's mood was quite good throughout the day. Recently, whenever she appeared at the various stores of the Tong family, she always carried a stern face.
Only by doing so could she conceal the childishness typical of her age and appear more persuasive.
However, today she seemed to forget this awareness altogether, smiling faintly the entire time, which completely bewitched the group of brothers watching her.
"Uncle Qin, Miss seems to be in a very good mood today?"
Bank Director Liu Jian secretly tugged at Qin Ming's sleeve, eager to dig up some gossip.
Uncle Qin glared at him, "Her good mood isn't because of you. Focus on your work, and don't think you can slack off just because Miss is in a good mood!"
Liu Jian, a thirty-something bachelor, while not highly educated, was loyal and quick-witted. He had been personally promoted to the position of bank supervisor by Mr. Tong half a year ago.
