In the interview room, Mu Bingtong fanned herself next to her mouth while eating, "This...she bought something way too spicy!"
Chu Ge had long known that Mu Bingtong couldn't handle spicy food, but he didn't expect her taste buds to be so sensitive; these few boxes of food contained only a little bit of chili powder.
"I'm going to get a glass of water!" Finally, Mu Bingtong could no longer endure it, picked up a water cup and walked to the water dispenser in the corner of the room.
At the same time, the door was pushed open with a bang.
Chu Ge paused while chewing and looked at the middle-aged man who walked in, saying, "Uh, you're late; the interview time has already passed. Please come back tomorrow."
The manager of the publicity department may have the title of a manager, but he's not really a part of the company's upper echelon. At least, during the company crisis the day before yesterday, he had not seen Zhang Chengsheng's shadow in the conference room.