Han Corporations-
Han Zihao was sitting on his executive chair with gloomy expressions as he read the contents of the document in his hand.
The head of the event management team, who was standing in front of him, pursed his lips nervously and asked in a low voice, " Sir, are there any changes that you suggest? Or something that we need to work on?"
Han Zihao slowly raised his head to look at him and pursed his lips solemnly.
Upon seeing Han Zihao's serious gaze, the man was having a hard time. He was doing his best to stay calm and was avoiding having eye contact with him.
" What do you think? Do you think that your proposal is good enough? Huh?" Han Zihao said, while leaning forward on the desk.
The man clasped his palms together and bit his lower lip nervously. He was wishing, if he could faint at the moment, to avoid this deadly-suffocating situation. " I think we can improve this proposal a bit. We can add more ideas and-
