"What's taking your President Qin so long? She still isn't here?"
In the president's office of Qin Corporation, a young man in his twenties roared impatiently, furiously smashing his coffee cup onto the floor.
"President Luo, please calm down. President Qin is on her way," Lu Yao, the president's assistant, apologized, though her eyes betrayed a hint of disgust.
This Luo Jinping from Grand Group was nothing but a spoiled, arrogant scion. The moment he walked into the office, he sprawled out in the president's chair and demanded she make coffee and open a bottle of red wine, acting as if Qin Corporation belonged to his family.
But the sight of the two burly men standing behind Luo Jinping frightened her. She was just a recent graduate whom Qin Luoli had taken a liking to and hired personally. While grateful to her boss, she didn't dare offend Luo Jinping.
"She's on her way? How damn long have I been waiting? You're telling me to wait even longer?" Luo Jinping roared.
