But I Don't Have Tomorrow
Redakteur: Nyoi-Bo Studio
In the evening, the senior executives who had been left in the sewers for a day finally returned home, exhausted and smelly. At this moment, the few of them could no longer care about their face or the thoughts of others plotting against them, because they were rejoicing that they had survived the disaster and that they were still alive.
That night, they wrote a resignation letter of a few thousand words, expressing their apology to AFF's team and consumers. The next morning, they sent the resignation letter to Lin Wanli's desk.
When Lin Wanli entered the office, she bumped into Huo Yu'an, who was wearing a sequined short skirt and sitting on her desk. She was holding the resignation letters of the executives in her hands.
"I didn't expect you to be so good at forcing people." Huo Yu'an had a small frame, so her face was the size of a palm. Although she was covered by heavy makeup, her facial features should be very delicate.