Dinner Party

The Manager:"..."

What a guy.

He almost subconsciously sized up ye sang's clothes. He could not tell what brand she was wearing, but she was exquisite. As expected, she was custom-made. The little girl's black hair was slightly curled at the end, making her look cute and playful. She obediently put her hands behind her back, when he looked carefully, it seemed that she really did look a little like president Huo?

The manager stared at Ye sang in a trance for a few seconds. After a while, his expression became a little stiff. He mumbled, "Little girl..."

"What are you doing in our company?"

The daughter of their boss, a rich lady, was she here to experience life?

The manager thought uneasily, afraid that the other party would do something.

After all, the daughter of a rich family was more or less arrogant.