"Master, is today's schedule okay?" Ouyang Jiani didn't know when she slipped into the car, and she was there to claim credit.
Sun Dasheng didn't answer her question; instead, he asked, "Why are you coming out with me? Today is your home court; I just need to show my face there. You left halfway, aren't you afraid your employees will gossip?"
Ouyang Jiani snorted twice, "They wouldn't dare!"
"Without me, they'd be more relaxed. I bet they're wishing I weren't there."
As she spoke, she glanced over at the driver's seat.
Da Yong keenly sensed the sharp gaze from behind him and instinctively said, "President Sun, I haven't eaten yet, I'll go grab a bite, wait here for me, okay?"
Of course, it was just an excuse.
No driver would dare to go out for a meal while the boss's car is in use.
The reason for using such a clumsy excuse was to convey a message to the boss: certain people don't want me here as a third wheel; boss, please have mercy on me.
