Wen Wan's heart became even more confused.
After hanging up the phone, Wen Wan picked up her mobile phone, wanting to call Siluo, but in the end, she still lacked the courage.
Having taken the morning off, Wen Wan, no matter how bad she felt, still had to go to work in the afternoon. Within a month, she had already taken several days off; even if her supervisor had no complaints, she herself couldn't bear it.
"Really treating the company like their own home, come and go as they please." Some employees began to show their dissatisfaction.
Wen Wan wasn't angry; she now didn't have the spare time to argue with them.
"Wen Wan, the director is asking for you to come to his office," someone suddenly shouted.
"Got it." Wen Wan entered the director's office under the watchful eyes of everyone.
When she came out again, people crowded around her, "Wen Wan, what did the director want with you?"
Wen Wan found it amusing; why should she tell them?
"Nothing much." Wen Wan replied lazily.
