He Yizheng returned to his office, and the first thing he did was sweep all the ornaments and documents off the desk onto the floor.
"These stubborn old fools!" He was so enraged that he couldn't help but kick the desk hard.
Yet Xia Xinyu remained calm, fetched a cup of warm water from the water dispenser and handed it to him: "What's wrong?"
Her voice wasn't particularly gentle, but it carried a cooling tone that made He Yizheng slightly calm down.
He took the cup and drank it all in one go but then irritably tugged at his tie: "Yesterday, I submitted a proposal to the board, and these stubborn old fools actually rejected it!"
He ultimately couldn't suppress his anger and cursed a slew of obscenities.
Xia Xinyu's eyes flickered: "What proposal did you raise? Why did they reject it?"
