Hao Song believed that he had offered Song Xue a temptation she couldn't refuse.
His face bore a self-assured smile as he waited for Song Xue's agreement.
However, Song Xue remained silent. Instead, it was Zhou Yu, standing beside her, who spoke up,
"Three years to earn just three hundred thousand? With your destitute appearance, you're still fantasizing about pie in the sky?"
The smile on Hao Song's face suddenly froze.
He glared at Zhou Yu.
"Who the fuck are you? Is it your place to speak here?"
Zhou Yu responded indifferently,
"I'm here to handle Song Xue's resignation. You'd better do it willingly, or the consequences will be very serious."
Hao Song scoffed coldly.
"Song Xue, it seems you've hired an idiot from the school to scare me."
"How naïve."
Hao Song didn't take Zhou Yu seriously at all.
He immediately ordered his secretary,
"Go, call security."
"Tell them someone trespassed into the finance office and have them come here to break this kid's legs."