Fu Sichen's voice was gentle, with a slightly cool temperature, "Secretary Xu, do I need to send you back to take your driving test?"
"Sorry, President Fu, there won't be a next time."
Xu Lai took a deep breath, fearing the next second President Fu would fire him.
If it hadn't been for that "Madam" he heard earlier...
Damn, knowing too much really could get you silenced.
The car slowly left the bustling area and entered the ancient streets of North City, the shade from the trees beside the road growing deeper as they went further in.
Jiang Mian wasn't as familiar with North City as she was with Su City—this kind of place—
It felt more like Fu Sichen was going to sell her off.
She turned to look at Fu Sichen, who was at that moment resting with his eyes closed, his thin lips lightly pursed, his jawline sharply defined as if naturally sculpted.
Forget it.
She was this tired just on her second day on the job.
Indeed, a big boss is still a worker, just the top-tier kind.
