Several directors had nothing to say and could only vent their frustration on their own desks and chairs, intentionally pushing away from their seats loudly to express their dissatisfaction—Gan Yuan pretended not to hear or see.
In her view, such behavior could only be described with one word—childish.
"Wow—" Abel exaggeratedly exclaimed as he rose from his chair, "Gan, this is the most exciting meeting I've ever been to, the only one where I haven't felt sleepy, so..." he winked at Gan Yuan while smiling and inviting, "would you like to join me for a cup of coffee? My treat!"
"I still have a lot of work to do; sorry, I don't have time," Gan Yuan said with a smile, declining.
Abel clutched his chest dramatically, "If I don't drink this coffee, I'm going to die!"
Gan Yuan began packing up the documents, "Then... how about you invite Miss Qian with you?"
Looking up, Abel saw Qian Xueying already smiling as she approached Gan Yuan, "Congratulations."
