Especially upon seeing the gloomy gaze of the man at the forefront of the conference table looking at her, Fang Xian felt her composure shatter in an instant, and she stood still, almost too afraid to move.
Zhang Yang cautiously glanced at Shen Yi, then turned back to Fang Xian, barely containing his anger, he gritted his teeth and said, "What are you still spacing out for? I told you to pull up the PPT!"
Zhang Yang was about to explode with fury; he had noticed something off about Fang Xian's intentions ever since she offered ginger tea last time, but he wasn't sure and didn't say much at first.
It wasn't until he saw Fang Xian carrying that cup of ginger tea down again that he thought President Shen must have refused, and he had warned her; Fang Xian should have taken the hint.
Who could have imagined she still hadn't given up!
That she would still be staring at President Shen during a meeting!
He had called her several times without getting a response!
