Zhao Gang and a few bodyguards exchanged glances before saying to An Ning, "Miss An Ning, you've probably got it wrong. Our boss insisted that we guide you thoroughly; otherwise, where would we find the time to train you for an entire afternoon and a whole day?"
An Ning blinked, still a bit incredulous. "It was the boss's order?"
"Yeah," Zhao Gang nodded emphatically again.
"Then why would he do that?" She was even more puzzled.
To help her land the lead role?
He had no reason to be so nice to her, did he?
Zhao Gang scratched his head, tangled in thought for a while. "Miss An Ning..."
An Ning felt a bit embarrassed being addressed that way. "Just call me Sister An Ning."
Although Zhao Gang had been with Yu Jingchen for many years, he wasn't much older.
Calling her sister, no problem.
Zhao Gang grinned sheepishly. "Or we could just call you Mrs. President, aren't you and our boss getting married?"