Love Takeout

As expected, this conversation ended in failure again.

"In that case, work hard and try to finish your work as soon as possible." 

Lin Hui thought to himself, 

So what if you are arrogant? Aren't you still working for me and earning money? If it wasn't for the fact that the game still needed you, do you think you'll have the right to sit here and act arrogantly in front of me?

He glanced at the cup of coffee on the table that Zhai Jing had treated coldly. 

"Since you don't want to drink it, I'll take it away."

Lin Hui picked up the cup of coffee, turned around, and left the office. He threw it directly into the trash can and snorted coldly in his heart, 

Even if I didn't throw it into the trash, I wouldn't let you drink it.

Zhai Jing didn't want to be disturbed again, so he stood up and was about to close the door. However, when he saw his childish behavior, he couldn't help but laugh.