"Hmm, it's quite lively in here!"
Sun Dasheng sat down authoritatively, looking at Wen He with a smile. "Would you welcome me joining you for a few drinks?"
"Welcome, of course! A warm welcome!" Wen He hurriedly stood up and respectfully poured him a drink. While pouring, he watched Sun Dasheng's expression and carefully ventured, "Director Sun, is there something you came here for?"
The PR manager next to Ouyang Jiani, who had recognized Sun Dasheng, was about to speak but immediately clamped his mouth shut when he saw his own general manager's look. He was dying for Director Sun to teach this brat a lesson, especially after Wen He had just berated him like a dog.
"What? Am I not allowed in here?" Sun Dasheng's voice was soft, but to Wen He's ears, it was like a volcanic eruption.
