He was looking dashing and refined today, but deep inside, Zhang Xueyao still felt a twinge of pity.
But then she remembered his cold indifference during their university years, and the extent to which he had been "Promoted" now, and Zhang Xueyao's heart hardened again.
You deadbeat, blind as a bat, I'm not letting you off easy!
She refilled Liu Zhizhong's glass with plain iced coffee and pushed her gold-rimmed glasses slightly, smiling, "The public announcement and personnel deployment will be out tomorrow. You must be happy, right?"
Liu Zhizhong sat opposite her, taking in the delicate orchid-like scent of the woman mixed with the aroma of plain coffee, which he found quite enjoyable.
"Director Xueyao, should I say I'm happy or should I say I'm happy?"
"Hehe, just now you were calling her 'our Xueyao,' but now she's become 'Director?' You rascal, never serious with your words."
"Ah, I was just joking before, now I'm serious. After all, I already have that person in my home."