"Take this mess away!" Sylvan Cheney threw the documents on the table aside, looking disgusted.
"Oh." Jasmine Yale was at a loss for words to argue, knowing she couldn't match him in this area and could only accept the reprimand.
She neatly stacked and put away the documents, pouting discontentedly.
"If I see this sort of thing again in three days, your entire bonus for the month will be deducted."
"Oh."
"What do you mean 'oh'? Are you dissatisfied? Straighten up your attitude!"
"No, President, I will seriously revise it."
"If you don't understand something, I allow you to ask me."
"Oh."
"Try saying 'oh' one more time!" Sylvan looked at her with disapproval.
"..."
"Wait for me half an hour, I'll finish up work and take you home." Sylvan handed her a glass of plain water, "Sit for a while."
Jasmine Yale, feeling unhappy after his scolding, sat on the sofa with her head down, playing on her phone and reading a magazine.
