On the phone, there was a moment of silence before Fan Ju spoke.
Zheng Ze thought he had persuaded him and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, saying,
"Mr. Xiaofan, the public relations department is already handling it. Rest assured, the hot searches will be suppressed tonight. It's late, I won't disturb your rest any further."
Just as he was about to hang up, Fan Ju suddenly spoke, "Zheng Ze, how long have you been with me?"
???
Caught off guard by the question, Zheng Ze was surprised for a couple of seconds before answering, "I started following Mr. Xiaofan when I graduated and joined Tianxi, nearly four years now."
"With me for four years and you still don't know my temper? Assistant Zheng, if there's a next time, you can go to the finance department to receive your final paycheck and leave."
"Mr. Xiaofan!!"
Zheng Ze felt a cold sweat trickle down his forehead.