Ji Nanfeng glanced at Secretary Zhou's pitiful face, a faint smirk tracing his thin lips. He picked up the meeting materials and stood up elegantly and composedly: "Let's go, time for the meeting!"
Having said that, he walked towards Secretary Zhou, patted him on the shoulder seriously, and said, "Don't look so stuffed! Relax a bit! It's not a good look for others to see!"
Secretary Zhou: ...Sir, please stop hurting me!!!
He was already in so much pain from eating, and now to add insult to injury with these words.
He took a deep breath, slowly got up while maintaining a very relaxed smile.
He adjusted the thermos and said to his boss, "Sir, remember to mention to Miss He that the shark fin soup is a bit bland, after all the suffering I endured, it can't be for nothing."
Ji Nanfeng laughed: "Mm."
He looked down, and directly tossed his mobile phone to Secretary Zhou: "Send it!"
Secretary Zhou: ...
