Wei Feng was completely disheveled, staring at the three dazzling characters on the white paper, with his mouth agape for a long time. Their esteemed President, high and mighty, was actually writing a self-critique! With such a focused and serious demeanor, I can't help but wonder, Boss, are you really still my Boss?
With a lift of his eyebrows, Han Luoli's half-closed deep eyes took on displeasure, "Why, do you want to write one too?" What a ridiculous expression, showing such lack of experience.
"Boss..." See, see, he must've been snubbed by Miss Gu and that's why he's in such a bad mood.
The man paused his pen on the paper, finished a line, then shook his head in dissatisfaction. Massaging his brow with one hand, he tossed the white paper into the trash can.
Damn, how exactly do you write a self-critique?
