"Hmm, also, I heard Yin Deli came looking for you today?"
"You'd better stay away from him. That Yin Deli is no good—it'd be no surprise if he sold you out, and you wouldn't even know it."
Li Zhiyan actually felt a bit touched—was this foreign chick really so concerned about him?
But as he remembered that this foreign chick might also be scheming to screw him over, that fleeting moment of emotion vanished into thin air. If he got played by Catherine, his fate wouldn't end up any better.
"Got it, President."
"Oh, and Li Zhiyan, when you clock in this afternoon, Evelyn's going to ask you to give her a foot massage in front of me. You are *not* to agree."
"You need to massage my feet."
"This... puts me in a tough spot. Both of you are my bosses, after all."
Li Zhiyan appeared to be caught in a dilemma.
Catherine knew that if she didn't offer some sort of incentive, Li Zhiyan would have no reason to obey her.
