Cheng Hao ate very fast, looking at the watch on his wrist while eating, constantly calculating time. As he realized he was running out of time, he gave up on rushing, called the company, and postponed the meeting by an hour, sparing himself the hassle.
His Secretary watched him start eating so hastily, checking his watch, then making a phone call, her stomach full of anger, "Can't you just eat properly? Always thinking about Yun Shang's business! Is that your company? Who are you trying to impress with your hard work?"
Cheng Hao was bewildered. He reached out to touch his Secretary's forehead, "Honey, what's wrong with you lately? Are you having a fever?"
"No way, beat it." The Secretary slapped his hand away, "Cheng Hao, I'm telling you, from now on, when you eat with me, don't bring your work in front of me. Can't you eat properly without being annoying?"
"Honey, you weren't like this before. You used to say everything should come second to my career..." Cheng Hao argued.
