"Mr. Lu, here's your coffee," Bai Pu placed the tray down and stood obediently by the side.
Lu Zhaohe's eyebrows furrowed slightly, "I don't recall ordering coffee."
Bai Pu's smile instantly became incredibly sincere, "It seems like you didn't sleep well last night. The meeting will start soon, so have a cup of coffee to wake up. You can leave some less important tasks to me. As your assistant, it pains me to see you burdened without being able to share your worries. Oh no, I mean, I'm just concerned."
It would be great if she could accompany him to the meeting.
The curve of Bai Pu's lips was almost perfect.
Lu Zhaohe paused his actions and calmly looked at her, "Do you think I'm just here to serve tea and water like you?"
When he reprimanded her, he didn't give her any face at all.
Bai Pu couldn't pretend anymore, her anger was beyond containment.
But in the next second, her stomach growled loudly, which was particularly noticeable in the quiet environment.