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Her attitude was humble enough. Mr. Song, who had regained his dignity, raised his chin and said, "There won't be a next time!"
Fang Chuoqi thought, "There won't be a next time. Even if there is, I won't say it in front of you."
Mr. Song sank into the office chair as he stared in the direction of the door.
After a few seconds of contemplation, he said, "Are we doing a column on celebrity biography recently?"
Fang Chuoqi was stumped.
She was from the administrative department and didn't know much about business.
Mr. Song frowned in disdain and waved his fat hand. "Fine. Get out!"
Fang Chuoqi rolled her eyes in her heart, but she still smiled. "Of course. I won't disturb you anymore. Just let me know if you need anything."
The office door opened gently and closed again.
Mr. Song sighed deeply, and his frown gradually relaxed.
His gaze moved up and froze on the ceiling.
A biography of a celebrity…