"Hello, Mr. Lu..." From the other end of the phone came a raspy and haggard voice.
"Mmm."
"Apologies for presumptuously disturbing you. Today, I'm calling you because there's something I'd like to get your instructions on."
"Speak."
"I..." The young man on the other end seemed to have gone through a long struggle before he finally said, "Mr. Lu, I want to resign."
Lu Tingxiao's brows furrowed. "I'm not your boss. I don't have the authority to comment on your request."
When the young man heard this reply, his tone became a little impatient. "But you're the only person who can make this decision on behalf of the Boss. If I continue in my position, I'll only destroy Spirit. After I resign, with your capabilities, you can definitely hire a much better designer for Spirit!"
Lu Tingxiao pinched the space between his brows and did not say anything.
