The so-called blank sheet is easy to draw on.
This kind of talent is what leaders love to cultivate as their trusted aide.
Seeing her cute expression, Sun Dasheng decided not to tease her any further.
"Do you really want to know why?"
"Yes." Huang Han restrained her expression, looking at him with curiosity.
"Then find a chair and sit down, listen to what I have to say." Sun Dasheng instructed.
"Oh, like this?" Huang Han gestured to her hand resting on her shoulder.
Sun Dasheng shrugged, "Thanks, I feel much more relaxed, no need to massage anymore."
"Okay." Huang Han obediently went to get a chair.
Sun Dasheng tilted his head for a glance, almost burst into a nosebleed.
What a scatterbrain.
It turns out the little secretary's tight skirt accidentally revealed her underwear when she bent down.
Sun Dasheng naturally didn't have the courtesy to remind her.
But he still took a few more glances; after all, the style of that underwear really had a touch of childlike fun.
