"You don't have to talk, you go ahead and busy yourself."
Shen Jiangli said, stood up from the chair, and walked out of the office door.
Shen Heyu stared at his back, unsure what he was planning to do next. But with her many years of understanding him, she could tell the expression he bore earlier was a sign of anger.
When he got angry, he was no easier to deal with than Pei Yansi; in fact, having been educated abroad, his methods and ideas were always more open and bold. His ways of tormenting people were bizarre.
Compared to Pei Yansi's disguised gentleness, Shen Jiangli was actually more frightening.
He returned to his own territory and had his assistant contact Han Manyin.
Han Manyin had just submitted her resignation that morning, and she had not yet left the company, sitting at her own workstation handing over responsibilities.