Su Qian's face turned red and white upon hearing Zhou Shengting's words.
She hadn't expected her little scheming to be seen so clearly by others.
At this moment, Su Qian wished desperately for a crack in the ground to swallow her up.
She felt utterly humiliated.
"Zhou... Mr. Zhou, you've misunderstood me," Su Qian said, looking pitiful, "I just hope you won't revoke my status as spokesperson, I'll be careful in the future."
"Miss Su, someone from the company will contact you about the compensation for the termination, please go back," Zhou Shengting said, not wanting to be too harsh, his tone already calm.
Su Qian could also vaguely sense Zhou Shengting's impatience.
So, she pursed her lips, then said, "I'm sorry to have disturbed you," before hastily leaving.
After she left, the air still carried the scent of her perfume.
Zhou Shengting frowned, his good mood instantly ruined.
When Su Qian stepped out of the elevator, the receptionist was surprised and also quite angry.