Yan Zhao looked down at the tie that was brought to him and blinked in disbelief: "What do you mean?"
"Department." Griffin Yan spoke concisely and to the point.
"you!"
Sure enough, Yan Zhao's fair face turned red with anger, and the few strands of hair on his forehead seemed to stand up and flutter in the wind.
He took a step forward and was about to take action when he saw Griffin Yan's eyes turning on his arm.
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