Hearing Huo Zhanting ask like that, An Lan immediately became alert, "What do you want to do?"
Watching the little fox's tail puff up, Huo Zhanting pursed his lips, "Nothing, just reminding you, you haven't asked for leave yet."
"..."
An Lan flashed a smile, "Then I'm asking for leave now."
"Not allowed."
"..."
An Lan clenched her back teeth, "Huo Zhanting!"
"Come to my office in two hours," Huo Zhanting straightened his clothes, calmly stating, "When asking for a favor, you need to have the right attitude."
After he finished speaking, the man breezily walked away with squared shoulders.
An Lan gnashed her teeth at his retreating figure, this dog of a man! Bastard!
After angrily slamming her folder down a couple of times, An Lan tried to calm herself down and focused on the An Group's financial report in front of her.
Time was pressing; she needed to concentrate.
