This time, Lin Weiwei didn't stop them from pulling apart two tables to create a gap for Song Changkong to squeeze through.
"Could you pull them apart a bit more? This is so narrow..."
Looking at the narrow gap between the two tables, Song Changkong felt a mixture of amusement and exasperation. He wanted to complain to Lin Weiwei, but with Shang Wanwan watching, he had no choice but to let it go and shimmy through the gap.
The dignified general manager now felt as though he had stepped back into ancient times, barely managing to have the city gates cracked open to enter as a lobbyist...
Song Changkong sighed.
Watching the new media department seriously push the tables back together, sealing the gap once again,
his feeling was especially strong...
Song Changkong no longer had the patience for nitpicking or making sarcastic comments!
He was curious and shocked by the tactics Bai Xiaosheng employed, wondering what trump card had been used to make Shang Wanwan so deferential.
