Zhuo Lin glanced at Qiao Mo after speaking and turned to leave.
But just as he turned, Qiao Mo spoke up from behind: "I'm just an intern, I'd better not go."
As soon as she said this, a cold sweat broke out on the foreheads of several managers standing beside Zhuo Lin. One by one, they glared at Qiao Mo, desperately signaling her not to speak rashly.
Zhuo Lin stopped in his tracks, turned around, and a wry smile appeared in his eyes...
He knew things weren't that simple.
Otherwise, why wouldn't the president just call Miss Qiao up!
Zhuo Lin's gaze fell on Qiao Mo's face, but how could he dare to confront this young lady? At that moment, he couldn't think of any other way but to remain silent.
The general manager wiped the sweat off his forehead and gave a look to Sister Yang.
Sister Yang got the hint and sternly said to Qiao Mo, "You're an intern, just do whatever you're told! You don't get to pick and choose!"
