Han Jingnian remained silent, lifted his hand, and hit a few keys on the keyboard to enter his password and log into his computer.
Zhang Te daringly loitered no more in the office: "President Han, if there's nothing else, I'm going to get back to work."
Han Jingnian still paid no heed to Zhang Te.
Zhang Te turned around and bolted towards the office door. As he nearly reached it, with thoughts of escape successful filling his mind, Han Jingnian's voice came from behind: "Wait."
Zhang Te's legs went weak, almost bringing him to his knees.
He turned around with a forced smile on his face and looked at Han Jingnian: "President Han, do you need something else?"
Han Jingnian was calmly staring at the computer screen, his fingers rapidly typing on the keyboard. He seemed absorbed in work, but about half a minute later, what he said nearly made Zhang Te burst out laughing: "Did I... really look so hurried just now?"
"Well..." Zhang Te looked embarrassed.