"Ye Tian, come, sit sit sit, don't just stand there," seeing Ye Tian nervously fidgeting, the bespectacled Manager Zhu Youzhi beckoned him to sit, his bald head glistening with oil.
"Manager, I am fine standing. Is there anything I've done wrong that dissatisfied you? I've only just started, if there's anything I've done incorrectly, please be lenient."
"We'll talk about work stuff later. Here, take a seat."
Despite Manager Zhu's repeated invitations to sit down, Ye Tian never took a seat, standing opposite the desk nervously rubbing his hands together, looking incredibly bashful, one might guess he was a young maiden. Ultimately, Zhu Youzhi, having no other choice, spoke up, "Fine, if you don't want to sit, then stand, since I only have a few questions for you, it won't take long."
"Manager Zhu, please ask whatever questions you have."
