Double the bonus?
The girl, keenly sensitive to money, had her eyes sparkle in an instant before asking hesitantly, "What if I return late?"
Just thinking about that possibility, she couldn't help but feel sorry for her little savings. They wouldn't deduct money, would they?
As it turned out, a trick is still a trick. Compared to Han Luoli, Gu Xiaoer was just too innocent.
"For every minute you're late, I'll ask for one more favor."
When a man utters the word "favor," the implication couldn't be more obvious.
"Han—Luoli!" The girl's furious roar echoed throughout the entire office.
The man hung up the phone calmly and then swiveled his chair around, casting a cold glance over the executives who had their heads down in silence, then regained his cool, commanding presence and said in a deep voice, "Continue."