"Sir... Sir, don't be impulsive!"
Xun Yang stumbled around the staff in the corridor, turning into the passageway to the front desk, but Xicheng, walking ahead, didn't pay any attention to him at all.
Already known for being capricious and always doing as he pleased, not to mention now being infuriated, Xicheng had no intention of heeding his advice.
As Xicheng charged forward in a rage, the staff members in the corridor all stopped in confusion.
When Xun Yang rushed past, shouting, even the staff inside the rooms poked their faces out curiously, with many following to the front desk, eager to see what was happening.
At the front desk, Ji Mo was arranging work for Ning Xiaofei.
For one thing, his arm was injured and not very convenient; for another, he also wanted her to learn more. Ning Xiaofei listened intently, occasionally taking notes.
Around them, staff members were also busily going about their tasks.
