"Fuck, what the hell is that bitch pretending for?"
Swearing, the man beside the female secretary, who was Zheng Jihuan, approached He Miaor with an arrogance that dismissed even the need to wear clothes.
"What are you standing there for? Do something!"
He Miaor didn't even glance at the other party before turning to Bai Xiaofan and spoke.
With one kick from Bai Xiaofan,
although the man's words were dirty,
Bai Xiaofan didn't really put much effort into it.
That kick was just enough to have the man hospitalized for about half a year.
After the man and woman left, He Miaor tidied up a few documents and locked the office door.
She then proceeded to another office not far away, opened the door, and walked in.
This was He Miaor's backup office, intended for those who were unwilling to cooperate but felt too embarrassed to break off relations, using it to do business with her.
When such people saw the main office empty, they would naturally not stick around.