Chapter 62: Jealous Colleague
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Wang Jie was at a loss for words, suddenly not knowing what to say.
The president really knows how to live it up, he thought angrily, playing around every day and still getting paid for it. And now, even toying with the artists in the company stirred a wave of disgust in him.
A fair little face leaned in, and Chen Qiaoqiao puckered her reddish lips, placing a tiny finger in front of them.
She whispered teasingly, "What do you think? Envious, huh? Don't you want to help out too? Or you can help me!"
Wang Jie didn't bother to figure out what Chen Qiaoqiao meant by the latter part of her statement; the mere suggestion in the beginning was enough to make him steer clear.
Was he, Wang Jie, the type to go about things haphazardly? If he were like the company president, hopping from one person to another, he really feared contracting some disease, and then it'd be all over.