Zhou Fang smiled faintly and playfully returned to her desk chair, plunking down into it.
Wang Jie, standing by her side, was completely dumbfounded, his face a mask of confusion, hardly believing this was still his own company.
"Excuse me, let me interrupt for a moment," Wang Jie raised his hand, ready to speak.
However, Zhou Fang immediately cut him off with an icy look, "What are you saying? Did I tell you to shut up? Did I allow you to speak?"
"You need to understand your role and position if you want to succeed further in the future, got it?" Zhou Fang said persuasively with a pained expression.
Hearing these words, Wang Jie was even more confused; he smiled bitterly and then shut his mouth.
"Why are you still standing there like a fool? Come over here," Zhou Fang gestured with a crook of her finger, her face suggestive and flirtatious.
Swallowing hard with a gulp, Wang Jie nodded woodenly, then found himself involuntarily walking over.
