One white vase was enough for his heart to bleed. If she broke another inkstone, he may just die there and then!
Jia Yi did not dare to show a hint of disrespect towards Nian Xiaomu. He stared at the inkstone pitifully.
"Vice-President Nian, we can discuss it! Can you place the inkstone down first?"
All he asked was that his precious collection is saved.
"I have finished what I want to say. Do you still have anything to add?" Nian Xiaomu threw the inkstone between her hands.
Jia Yi almost went crazy.
His heart jumped out when he saw the inkstone almost dropped.
He knew that Nian Xiaomu wanted the data for Project No.3. He calmed her down quickly.
"I will do it as soon as possible. I will fill in all the missing information and data and bring the file to your office."
"By this afternoon?" As Nian Xiaomu spoke, she threw the inkstone from her right hand to her left hand.