Bai Zhi entered the office, and Duan Xingzhi promptly closed the door, successfully cutting off the curious gazes that had been directed inside.
"Why did you call me up here? Lunch break is almost over, and I'm waiting to go back. If you have something to say, please say it quickly."
Duan Xingzhi pointed to the sofa in the reception area, gesturing for her to sit down, as he took a seat beside her. "I asked you to come up for lunch, why didn't you come?"
Bai Zhi looked at him. "I came to the President's office for lunch. What do you think others would say?"
Duan Xingzhi chuckled, "I don't care."
"I care." Bai Zhi felt that most of her time spent with him was frustrating. "I don't want to be gossiped about anymore. The previous rumors just died down. I don't want to cause trouble again. Do you know what people at the company would say tomorrow if I came to your office now?"
Of course Duan Xingzhi was aware.
But now he didn't care—in fact, he might have done it on purpose.
