Wang Xin saw Su Wen fall silent and, thinking Su Wen dared not offend him and was at a loss for words, his smile became even more arrogant and triumphant.
"Forget it, I don't blame you for not getting it, you're just a greenhorn. But I must say, your assistant isn't bad. Why not just send her to be stationed at my place? I'll even take care of her salary."
Wang Xin gazed at Song Zishan, his salacious smile nearly reaching the floor.
He had noticed how Song Zishan had stepped aside to finish a call and then came back to remind Su Wen, thinking that such a smart and beautiful secretary would be a delight to have at his side.
Song Zishan was starting to feel disgusted by Wang Xin's lecherous stares; she had encountered such gazes before in previous companies, where no one treated her as an equal business professional, but rather as a mere decorative object or plaything.
