"Place it here," Mo Nanjue turned around, nonchalantly pointing to the documents on the edge of the desk without casting a glance at her, and walked towards his office desk, "You can go now."
"But President…" Pei Ruoshui bit her lip, every time she came to report on her work, Mo Nanjue had never deigned to even give her a proper look!
Had she not announced herself as Pei Ruoshui from the marketing department, he probably would not even know if she were male or female.
"But what?"
Mo Nanjue crossed one leg over the other as he sat in his leather chair, idly twirling a pen between his fingers, and finally lifted his head to give her a glance, "Do you expect that after listening to your report, I should turn around and give you a report on my thoughts?"
Perhaps because he was in a good mood, his tone did not come off as reprimanding, but rather as if he was making an offhand remark.