Then, she looked up at Jacob Sydney in the corner, walked over with the documents, and said, "Sydney the photographer, here are my thoughts on the photos from my perspective. Please see if there's anything amiss."
Jacob Sydney glanced at the stack of documents that suddenly appeared in front of him for only two seconds, then casually said, "This seems like your job. I am not obligated to help you."
Keira Leaf couldn't resist rolling her eyes. Indeed, it was her job, but the problem was that her work needed his cooperation...
"Jacob Sydney, you wouldn't want your works published in the magazine to be misinterpreted by people, right? If you don't say anything, everyone will impose their ideas on it, and they may not understand your intentions." Keira Leaf spoke again, trying to persuade this rather unappealing man in front of her.
"How they interpret it is their business, not mine."
Keira Leaf silently cursed him a few times and turned back to her office desk.
