"Why... not giving me face?" Zhou Tao pulled him aside without saying a word, grabbed a drink from an attendant's tray, "Let me tell you, don't take work too seriously. Whether the company makes money or not is the boss's problem, it's not like they'll give us a raise. Working ourselves to death is pointless... come on, drink!"
The assistant, holding a cup, glanced towards the restroom direction but didn't see Ji Jing. He guessed she might still be a while, so he raised his cup to his lips and lightly clinked it with Zhou Tao's.
"Tell me about it, other people sign a document and it's millions, but us... we get scolded every day and only earn five to six figures."
Zhou Tao lowered his cup, looking troubled, "At least your family is better off, my partner can turn on me in an instant!"
His words instantly resonated with the assistant, who made some money working next to Chen Ziming but also endured no shortage of scolding.
