Unable to stand that cold gaze, Wang Qianyun lowered her head and did not dare to face Han Zhuoli.
Anxious, she made an excuse to run away. "Ryan, I need to make a trip to the restroom."
Frowning, Ryan rejected her. "We're already at this juncture, you can go in a while, don't delay things."
"But—"
"Don't say but! Don't forget why the company brought you along here!" Ryan grumbled unhappily, "Otherwise, what right do you have to be a producer for Attack Force?"
Seeing that she could not escape at all, Wang Qianyun could only thicken her skin and follow.
"CEO Han." Walking closer to Han Zhuoli, Ryan greeted politely. "This must be the director of Red Tiger, Mr. Ji Cheng, hello, hello."
Seeing Ryan's courteous, friendly actions, it was hard to imagine that he was looking down on Red Tiger just a while ago.
