"Run away? Madam, the more you talk, the more confused I become."
"To run away is to leave home…sigh, I can't even enjoy a peaceful life. Find some time to call Zhang Cheng, ask him to come quietly to see me."
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On Tuesday, Xia Wan'an still hadn't gone to work, and Han Jingnian was still in a state of agitation.
At three o'clock in the afternoon, for some unknown reason, he suddenly stormed into the design department floor and called an unscheduled meeting.
Calling it a meeting was a stretch. Zhang Te, who was watching from the sidelines, thought it was more like nit-picking.
Everyone from Gu Yuzhi down to the interns under him was picked on by Jingnian with countless problems, up to absurd reasons like dressing too flashily, having ugly handwriting, frequently going to the restroom during work hours, and so on.
Zhang Te understood well enough, that President Han was clearly taking out his frustrations on everyone for mocking his wife in the WeChat group.
