The women really didn't expect to encounter the Iceberg President Ye Qingcheng at the very bottom level. Although Ye Qingcheng has a strong presence, they've all decided that since they're resigning, there's no reason to go back, right?
Moreover, going back to face that inhumane manager—how could they possibly be willing?
"Wen Xin, you speak!" Jiang Ya tugged Wen Xin's clothes, causing Wen Xin to shiver in her delicate body, pointing to her nose: "Me? No... no... let Jiaqing speak, she's braver!"
"I'm not speaking, I get weak-kneed when I see the president. Let Lin Xin speak instead!" Wen Xin shook her head, refusing firmly.
Ye Qingcheng's eyebrows furrowed slightly as her cool gaze swept over the women. She vaguely guessed something was about to happen and spoke up, "What exactly are you all muttering about? What's this 'you speak', 'she speaks' business? What's happening?"
