Tang Zhishan gazed at Zhao Jinbao's panic-stricken face and sighed inwardly. Although they had been at loggerheads for many years, they were colleagues after all. Seeing Zhao Jinbao like this made him somewhat uncomfortable. But whom could he blame for this? Only Zhao Jinbao's excessive coddling of Zhao Lingling, which had led to serious trouble!
"Old Zhao, at this point, there is only one way out," Tang Zhishan mulled over it and decided to point Zhao Jinbao in a direction. But how to go about it, and whether it would work out, that was no longer his concern.
"You say it, Director Tang, please tell me!" Zhao Jinbao said urgently.
"Take Zhao Lingling and go apologize to An Yiqing in person!" Tang Zhishan stated his solution.
"Apologize, in person? Can it really work?" Zhao Jinbao was doubtful. She was just a little girl; could she really wield such influence?
