Fu Chenlie hooked his lips sarcastically, "Really?"
"Yes."
As he spoke, President Gao looked towards Wen Ran again, "I still don't know what the driver's name is?"
Wen Ran was holding her breath.
Fu Chenlie was so smart, how could he not see that President Gao's behavior towards her was harassment?
But what about him?
He only knew to have her pour wine for him, not showing any intention of helping her.
Wen Ran could only handle it by herself.
She looked at President Gao and countered instead of answering, "Aren't you just calling me 'Miss Driver'? Let's just say my name is 'Miss Driver.'"
President Gao laughed, "Hahaha, Miss Driver, you are too adorable. Really likable."
Wen Ran, "..."
Damn likable.
Someone present, a good samaritan, couldn't bear it and stared at President Gao, seemingly gently but ironically said, "President Gao, are you setting your eyes on Mr. Fu's driver now? You move on too fast, how long was it since your last girlfriend?"