A quarter of an hour later, Julian flipped through a stack of project analysis reports in the office, and listened to Vincent crying at his desk.
“In the evening, Mr. Zhao from Fancui Jewelry called and said that he just learned that Ms. Zhao had annoyed you in the afternoon and wanted to take his daughter to the house to make amends for you. It seems that this is a trivial matter!” Vincent wiped the corners of his eyes, “You don’t know how Miss Zhao treated Miss Xu before.”
“Are you very free?” Julian raised his eyes and tapped his knuckles on the side ridge of the folder in his hand. “Don’t care about the 400 billion project, study the little girl’s play games.”
Vincent choked: “Didn’t you ask me to inquire this afternoon?”
“You also said it was afternoon.” Julian lowered his head and turned over the two pages of the report, with such a sense of righteousness and ruthlessness.
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