After Han Zhenzhen entered, she instinctively closed the door halfway, when Li Yeqi's cold voice suddenly sounded in her ear, "Why close the door? Open it!"
Han Zhenzhen stood frozen on the spot, hesitating over the half-closed door, but finally swung it wide open. She turned and walked to the desk, seeing Li Yeqi sitting in the office chair, sizing her up with a cold gaze.
She bit her lower lip and said, "Mr. Li, Mr. Li Senior asked me to report here. May I ask what kind of work I'll be in charge of?"
Li Yeqi was holding a fountain pen, tapping it on the desk, the clicking sound inducing anxiety. Han Zhenzhen stood straight, knowing today wouldn't be easy with Li Yeqi, and she was prepared to stay here at all costs.
She simply couldn't believe that her talents and beauty wouldn't eventually move Li Yeqi.
