He naturally knew, but couldn't say it.
With a wave of his hand, Zhou's assistant addressed them, "Hurry up and get on with what you need to do, don't fuss around here. Be careful, or I'll report you, and you'll find living worse than dying."
"You're ruthless."
The few assistants looked at Zhou's assistant with grim expressions, gritting their teeth.
In the past, Bo's temper wasn't good, but compared to these past few days, it was really excellent. But now, he's like... an unpredictable ticking time bomb, even small issues can enrage him.
"Zhou Yao, come in."
In the president's office, Bo Qin's voice suddenly came through. Zhou's assistant straightened his back, sensing a heavy cloud looming, feeling his own fate wouldn't be much better, walked into the office sternly under the encouragement of the female assistants.
The female assistants perked their ears, whispering softly.
"What do you think, will Zhou's assistant be scolded harshly?"
