"Reject her," Zhuo Jingren scrunched his brows and balled his fist before turning his head away from his secretary. Like a teenager throwing a tantrum, his lips slowly morphed into a pout. "What took her secretary so long to call me? Reject her! Tell her I am extremely busy!"
"President Zhuo this…" Secretary Go was speechless. Just days ago, President Zhuo was so eager for this call and even asked him to prepare the documents for the transfer of shares. Now that Miss Qin's Secretary finally called to schedule an appointment, President Zhuo was throwing a tantrum, like the wife whose husband had forgotten to call her. 'Just what is this situation? How could the president act like this? This is extremely embarrassing ah.'
