C70 The Two of Them Were at Loggerheads

She didn't have time to waste from the supervisor asking for information from the calendar marketing department to start learning.

Unwittingly, it was noon. Han Zhiyu, who was hungry and gurgling, had to get up to eat lunch.

Just as she walked to the stairs of the company, she heard a woman's angry roar beside her ear, "Han Zhiyu