Liam Quincy across the table couldn't quite understand.
"Huh? Why?"
The old lady was somewhat anxious about her grandson Liam Quincy's indifference, her tone forceful and not allowing refutation.
"Just come and deliver it, hurry up."
Liam Quincy was a bit helpless, and had to agree.
The secretary reporting business beside him glanced at Liam Quincy and found him frowning. She quickly turned her head, swiftly lowering her gaze to avoid being caught daydreaming.
Liam Quincy took a look at his phone, sighed.
"Go to the store nearby and buy me a thermos cup."
The secretary was stunned, not expecting such a request from her boss. Seeing the secretary standing unmoving, Liam Quincy furrowed his brows tightly and warned.
"What, need me to say it again?"
The secretary quickly denied and hurriedly left the president's office, sprinting to the convenience store.
