Unable to decline Yu Ting's request, Song Zhan stood by her side with a numb expression as she listed out a plethora of things he had to handle.
Then he took notes and left the office.
…
Almost half a month had passed since the scandal during the New Year's Day. Layoffs at Xunxing Company were increasing. They had slimmed down one department to only three or four essential staff, and the other departments were following suit.
Moreover, the landlord of the rented premises had been calling frequently, demanding the remaining money. They were worried that if they didn't claim it soon, Xunxing Company's staff might abscond.
Meanwhile…
The boss of Xunxing Company was seated in his austere office, elbows resting on the table as he struggled with several stacks of heart-sinking documents that reached almost half a meter tall.
Bills for the company's utilities, employee wages, and artist signing fees were all awaiting payment.
