The anniversary of Qin Ting’s death (2)
Just as Xia Shangzhou had predicted, Lin Jiayi had already woken up. She sat at her desk with a furious frown on her face.
Back when he had first started his internship with Lin Jiayi, he had truly been afraid of her. Every time he saw her, he wanted to run away. But now.., however, Xia Shangzhou calmly placed his coffee cup in front of Lin Jiayi and said, "CEO Lin, there's a video conference in twenty minutes. You can go and freshen up your makeup now. I've already prepared the information for the conference for you. It's all here..."
Lin Jiayi picked up the coffee cup and took a sip. It was the taste that she liked. She flipped through the information that Xia Shangzhou had prepared, and it was clear that it was the style that she liked.
The rage on her face vanished in an instant. "Aren't you on your annual leave?"