"Ahem ahem ahem——" Zhang Te cleared his throat forcefully.
Everyone gradually regained their senses, except for Han Jingnian, who was still staring at his phone in a daze.
Zhang Te looked at the big BOSS with his idiotic smile, and was left speechless: "..."
After a while, seeing that Han Jingnian had no intention of knocking it off, Zhang Te couldn't help but cough heavily again: "Ahem... Boss Jingnian... ahem ahem..."
Han Jingnian finally snapped out of it. He turned his head and glanced at Zhang Te, asking with utmost concern, "Is your throat uncomfortable? Do you want me to call Xie Lin over to take a look?"
Zhang Te was taken aback and hurriedly shook his head: "No, no, Boss Jingnian... we're currently in a meeting..."
