Yang Leqi looked at Wang Sirui's bewildered expression and sighed. The man's hopelessly clueless; no one can save him.
"Ahem, Director Fang has something urgent to handle, so I'll be temporarily filling in as the director today." The acting director cleared his throat, drawing everyone's attention back, and said.
"He's probably afraid of getting beaten up!" Wang Sirui said sarcastically.
"Ahem, he really does have urgent matters." The acting director stifled a laugh and tried to speak seriously.
Wang Sirui shot him a resentful look, "If you managed your expressions better, maybe I'd believe you."
Acting director: "…"
He felt he was managing his expressions just fine.
"Ahem, has everyone had breakfast yet? Today, we'll be eating in the old town; you can eat whatever you fancy. As long as it's purchasable, each person has a breakfast budget of one hundred yuan." The acting director ignored Wang Sirui's gaze and said with a straight face.
