Ji Rui returned to the Ji Family, pushed open the office door, and immediately saw Yang Sheng sprawled casually on the sofa in the lounge.
When Yang Sheng saw Ji Rui return, he didn't move an inch, only rolled his eyes and asked, "You're back?"
Ji Rui glanced at him, not minding his impoliteness and casualness; probably, in these ten years of acquaintance, he had seen this side of Yang Sheng many times.
Ji Rui sat down, picked up the tea made by Lin Ling, took a sip, and casually opened the file on the table, his eyes falling on it, "Heartbroken?"
That remark was clearly directed at Yang Sheng.
Yang Sheng propped himself halfway up and said, half-jokingly, "Yeah, Tongtong left, I'm so sad!"
Ji Rui's hand paused as he flipped the file, "Yang Sheng, it's work time now, no personal talks!"
Yang Sheng sat up, feigning a tragic face, "Rui, you have no sympathy, an able assistant got dumped, and you don't offer a word of comfort, but instead kick me when I'm down."
