"Sis! I have an interview tomorrow!" Hou Muyan kicked the door open with a bang, and the resulting loud noise caused Hou Tingfu's hand to shake, cutting a piece of top-quality Italian calf leather askew.
Red light flared in Hou Tingfu's eyes as someone approached her from behind.
"Sis, what do people wear to interviews at your company?"
Hou Muyan stood behind her, and the sharp knife in Hou Tingfu's hand was pressed against his slender neck.
Hou Tingfu stood up, and the tip of the knife poked a bright red dot on Hou Muyan's neck.
"What interview? Do you want to wear the Italian calf leather that got cut? I spent two million to bid for it at the auction. They only produce three sheets of AA-grade calf leather a year, and with this one ruined, I'll have to wait until next year..."
Hou Muyan glanced at the piece of calf leather on the design table, "It's cut, so make me a wallet then."
"I'll cut your foreskin, you still think about wallets!"
