Bai Zhi brought in another cup of iced coffee, speaking more cautiously this time, "President, iced coffee."
Duan Xingzhi didn't even look up and said coldly, "Just put it down."
Bai Zhi set the cup down, but unexpectedly, she was so nervous that her hands started trembling, causing the coffee to spill a bit.
And to make matters worse, the coffee just so happened to spill onto the documents nearby.
Bai Zhi exclaimed "Oh no," quickly grabbing some tissues from the side to wipe it up. But after just a couple of wipes, Duan Xingzhi pulled out the stained document, "Take it back and print a new copy."
Bai Zhi hurriedly took the document, pursed her lips, and with a slight bow, apologized, "Sorry, sorry."
"Is this how you work?"
"Sorry, sorry." At this point, Bai Zhi really didn't know what else to say besides apologizing.
"Go out. I need it in half an hour."
"Yes, I'll get on it right away."
