"Thud, thud, thud," Cheng Suxin knocked on Lin Kefan's office door.
"Come in!" It was still that smooth and jade-like voice.
Suxin opened the door and walked in. Lin Kefan did not even lift his head, still focusing intently on the document in his hands.
"Lin Group, for the loss of the Chaohua documents, please punish me severely. Even if you dismiss me, it's fine!"
The hand Lin Kefan used to hold his pen paused for a moment, and then he lifted his head.
"You don't have to feel guilty. It's not your fault. Just focus on doing your own work carefully, and don't be so careless again in the future," he said.
Hearing the tone of Lin Kefan, she knew he planned to shoulder this issue alone. Anxiously, Suxin blurted out, "This happened because of me. If you deal with me, then you can be rid of the problem."
