The secretary had just counted to ten in her mind when she saw Mr. Angry who had stormed into the office now standing in front of her. She stood up nervously, "General Manager, is there something you need?"
"Where's Lin Mubai?"
"The president has already left for the day."
"Damn it."
In the next moment, under the secretary's fearful gaze, Han Xiayang turned away angrily and returned to his office. He took some change from the drawer and left the office.
Now he was heading to find those two deceitful fellows, to make the biggest one take back his words and retrieve his car keys, wallet, and phone from the smaller one. The thought of having to run to the airport today made him feel like coughing up blood.
