"Mr. Zhang, I'm so cold!" Wu Qiaoqiao shifted slightly and said in a delicate voice.
"Qiaoqiao, where are you cold? Tell Brother Hao, and Brother Hao will warm you up," Zhang Xiaohao said with a smile.
"Ha, as long as you're comfortable, that's what matters. As the manager of the public relations department, it's my responsibility to take care of my staff," Zhang Xiaohao said seriously.
"Mr. Zhang, I just remembered, I have a report I haven't done yet. I need to go back and work on it," Wu Qiaoqiao said as she got up from Zhang Xiaohao's embrace and straightened her disheveled clothes with seriousness.
"Wu Qiaoqiao, right? You are serious and responsible about your work, and that spirit is commendable. Um, you go back to work first," Zhang Xiaohao said with a stern expression.
"Goodbye, Mr. Zhang. I'll find another time to ask for your guidance on work." Having said that, Wu Qiaoqiao threw a seductive glance at Zhang Xiaohao and walked out.
