The FIS executives recently felt that the big boss's mood was unpredictable.
During meetings, he sat at the head of the table playing with his phone, with a sullen look on his face, not saying a word, causing everyone to not dare to breathe too loudly, and to be on tenterhooks during their reports.
Fortunately, the big boss didn't criticize them, he was just absent-minded, and as soon as the meeting was over, he quickly got up and left, not willing to stay a second longer. Yang Ru had no choice but to stay behind to clean up the aftermath and secretly sent a text message.
When Yan Sijue returned to the office, he was still unsettled.
The weather was gradually getting hotter, and he irritably took off his jacket, picked up a glass of cold water, and drank it down in one go.
When Mu Yiliang pushed open the door and walked in, she saw this man pacing back and forth with a displeased face, feeling both helpless and amused.
She cleared her throat: "Si Jue, your meeting's over?"
