"President Qin, We tried our best… It's not our fault that we couldn't get that project," the marketing director boldly complained.
"Is it my fault then?" Qin Chu asked icily.
The entire conference room fell silent again…
Their boss was steaming mad…
Just then, his phone began to ring…
Everyone's gaze landed on that phone, wondering who on earth had the guts to call the president right now.
However, to everyone's surprise, Qin Chu's expression softened as soon as he saw who was calling.
He picked up…
"Honey, my mom cooked, are you coming back for dinner?"
"It's okay, I'm at a meeting."
"Okay."
"I'll pick you up later."
"Okay." Huo Mian didn't dawdle before hanging up.
Everyone was shocked at how gentle Qin Chu was just now.
