In the CEO's office of Longteng International Group, Long Yutian was pulling at his tie askew, his suit jacket open and flung back, hands clenched into fists, pacing restlessly. If it wasn't a last resort, he wouldn't have agreed to meet with Bonivia at the company.
"Master, I feel that bringing up this matter at this time is somewhat inappropriate. Why not wait a while before mentioning it?" Monica suggested, because this was not a simple matter of an engagement. It was a business relationship that would bring a series of side effects once dissolved.
"I don't need you to worry about my affairs! Just do your own job," Long Yutian interrupted Monica impatiently.
"President Long, the guest has arrived!" the secretary came in to remind him.
"Let her in!" Long Yutian settled down onto the leather swivel chair, his handsome face still clouded with gloom, looking like a storm was brewing.