Like a lick dog

Soon, Zhang Hong knocked on the door of Zhang Yuxing's office and entered with Liu Zhizhong.

Zhang Yuxing was sitting behind her desk, looking at something on her computer.

With a very formal smile, Zhang Hong said, "Secretary General, Director Liu from the second division of the secretariat is here to see you."

Zhang Yuxing lifted her head from behind the computer screen, her face a mask of frost, meticulous as ever and so aloof.

She cast a cold glance at Liu Zhizhong, then lowered her head back to the computer, her fair and slender right hand still moving the wireless mouse.

"What is it?"

Those were the only three words from Zhang Yuxing's mouth, icy cold.

Liu Zhizhong looked at her fair and slender hand, feeling a surge of annoyance within. Damn it, if he ever got a chance, he'd make sure she got to handle a really big mouse, hmph!