"Speaking of which, don't always work overtime; spend more time having meals with Dean Zhang and the others."
"Got it," Zhang Sixing nodded slightly, looking quite perfunctory.
"Seeing you like this, I feel you might be scared to go home? Are you staying at the office so often because you don't want to go home?" Cheng Zhu saw right through him.
Zhang Sixing opened his mouth but hesitated to speak.
"Tell me, what's the reason?" Cheng Zhu crossed his legs.
He leaned back in his boss's chair, complaining, "Do you know your behavior makes it seem like I, as your boss, am exploiting you? Don't let it lead to Dean Zhang forming any negative opinion of me."
He portrayed himself as the "victim" and the "scapegoat," making it easier for Zhang Sixing to open up.
In fact, Cheng Zhu was not wrong.
The former "Hulk" Zhang struggled to speak, forced a bitter smile: "My parents are trying to arrange blind dates for me, they're urging me to get married."
Cheng Zhu: "..."
