Yue Qing's voice was cold. He pointed at the sofa across the desk and said, "You, sit over there first."
Blake did not want to be too far away from Yue Qing, but he could clearly feel Yue Qing's anger. He could only move unwillingly and complain, "Qing, what you're doing is very unfair to me."
When Yue Qing heard Blake address him, his head suddenly hurt.
He held his forehead with one hand and took a deep breath. "Mr. Fu..."
"Call me Fu Chen." Blake's eyes lit up as he looked at Yue Qing with deep affection.
Yue Qing's face tensed up. He ignored Blake's reminder and continued, "The company is mine, and the assistant was invited by me. As an uninvited guest, you should at least be polite."
Blake thought that he should soften Yue Qing and not argue with him. Thus, he immediately sat up straight and promised seriously, "Qing, I think what you said makes sense. I will respect you in the future."
