"Brother, you know very well that these people are dissatisfied with Wen Mian, so why do you still defend Wen Mian, and also..."
Pei Zhiyao returned to his office, where Pei Qingqing had already seen through everything.
The woman scanned the room, her gaze finally settling on Pei Zhiyao's hands.
"What is Wen Mian doing in the company recently? She shouldn't be here, should she? She works at an agency, so how did you manage to bring her over?"
Pei Zhiyao maintained his composure as he returned to his desk.
Even the way he looked at Pei Qingqing started to convey suspicion.
He was unwilling to discuss such matters with others.
To him, it seemed a waste of time.
"Wen Mian recently held a music concert, and I thought about planning her future development after discussing it with her, so naturally, I had her come over. Don't worry, Wen Mian won't be coming here anymore after a few days."
"Is that so?"