After Joyce recorded the number, Max said that it was his assistant's and then left, which made her anxious.
Joyce chased after him.
She followed Max to the elevator. "Wait, I want your phone number, not your reward. I just want to make friends with you. Can you give me your phone number?"
As Max strode forward, he stopped at the elevator door and stood there expressionlessly.
Joyce bit her lower lip and looked at him with an eager expression.
"Please, I really want your phone number, and I promise I won't bother you."
After Max gave her a cold look, he raised his hand to fasten the top button of his suit, and said in a cold voice, "Miss, if you have any thoughts about me, you'd better stop now, or I don't know what will happen."
At this time, the elevator came.
Max walked in with no expression.
Joyce's face turned pale at his words, but after watching him enter the elevator, she still slowly followed in.