"Old Hei, escort Monica to the hospital first." Meng Qingge was coaxing Monica to sleep when Old Hei called for a lackey behind him to take her over and send her to the hospital.
"Lady Boss, what are you going to do about this person?" Old Hei pointed at the half-dead, groaning, greasy, vulgar man on the floor.
"Feed the fish." Meng Qingge replied with two words. She didn't want to look at that greasy man anymore.
Meng Qingge felt nauseous and goosebumps all over her body when she thought of the man slyly sticking to her.
Old Hei instantly understood Ji Wanzhou's usual tone. As expected of the Lady Boss.
Waiting for the crowd to disperse, Meng Qingge knew where she should go.
"Let's go to the company." Meng Qingge put on her sunglasses.
He followed Old Hei to his car and went to Ji Wanzhou's company.