When she made the call, Ji Fang mentioned that the second boss just had a cold and a fever, nothing serious, so she hadn't taken it to heart. Isn't a cold a minor issue for a big man over one meter eighty tall?
The reaction of the big boss seemed overly excessive.
Some had even been whispering that the big boss and the second boss had a cool relationship. Who said that?
Step forward; she wouldn't kill him.
Back in his office, Zhou Hengyang took off his coat, revealing a well-built physique clad only in a comfortable round-neck white cashmere sweater, his tall and straight legs moving with an imposing aura.
Having spent too much time in the research department, mostly sitting, he decided to lean by the window while calling Wenwen back in his office.
Once the call connected and he heard her voice, Zhou Hengyang's stern expression finally relaxed slightly.
"Are you busy, Wenwen? Did you eat on time at noon? What did you have?"