"Director Han..." When the assistant saw Han Cihui in a daze, he carefully called out to him.
Han Cihui came back to his senses and said nonchalantly, "I understand, you can leave now."
"En." The assistant replied dejectedly and left his office.
When he stepped out the door, the assistant was crestfallen. The assistant felt that Han Cihui's reaction was that he had already accepted the matter and had no intention of snatching Jia Qiulian from Director Li.
The assistant looked at Jia Qiulian gloomily. It was unknown where he got the anger from, but he pulled his chair hard and sat down angrily.
Even as he worked, his fingers tapped loudly on the keyboard as if he were throwing a tantrum.
The loud noise the keyboard made caused his colleagues to look at him with displeasure.
"What are you doing? Can't you tap lightly on the keyboard? Why are you so angry?"
