In a company with thousands of employees, if you're not in the same department, who's going to remember whom.
"Is the president really that popular? Don't you think he's rather aloof?" Nangong Yang spat out the shell of a melon seed as she asked.
"Cold men are the most manly."
"Exactly, our president falls into the abstinent male god category."
"..." Nangong Yang's mouth twitched.
She's already been tortured to the point of having a sore waist and aching back, how does that appear abstinent!
"Hey, you're new here, right?"
Someone suddenly asked, Nangong Yang was taken aback, nodding blankly.
"You look like you're new. If you'd met our president, you'd definitely be enchanted by him."
With a face full of romantic fantasies, Nangong Yang's face was filled with infatuation.
She spat out a melon seed shell fiercely and said indifferently, "Is he really that exaggerated?"
