Tang Feng then inquired about the reason for the conflict between Jiang Zi and Huang Mingxia.
When he learned it was due to competition over performance, he couldn't help but smirk, "Is it just a little performance issue? I thought it was something major."
"Exactly, you are a billionaire now, a performance of tens of millions is obviously trivial to you. But for us small staff members, it is extremely important."
Jiang Zi joked with him while sitting back down to start helping him open an account.
Tang Feng slowly moved behind her and watched her work.
The faint scent of shampoo wafted into his nose, intoxicating him.
Jiang Zi's hand holding the mouse began to tremble slightly, and her pretty face turned even redder.
She could clearly feel the warmth of his body and the heavy breath from his nostrils.
An indescribable feeling arose in her heart.
Her brain had gone blank as she mechanically operated the computer, clicking the wrong options several times in a row.