Liang Jing glanced at the document and showed a hint of dissatisfaction: "Long NiNi, after all, we are colleagues, why must you push things to the extreme?"
"Manager Liang, I'm just following company policy, sorry." Long NiNi smiled at her: "May I ask if you are here to dine or to stay?"
"Hmph!" Liang Jing turned and walked away.
"Xiao Jing." Zhuang Meili hurriedly followed, taking out some money from her pocket and passing it over: "You know my situation, don't disdain it for being too little."
Liang Jing looked at the wrinkled few tens of yuan in Zhuang Meili's hand, hesitated for a moment, then snatched it and turned to leave through the revolving door.
Long NiNi shook her head: "Meili, you..."
"Ni Ni, she and I are from the same hometown, we grew up together as good friends. Although she hasn't always been nice to me, I can't stand by and do nothing when she's in trouble, my conscience wouldn't allow it."
