C788 Squeezing Your Employees

Leng Shaoheng sighed. In the end, he didn't say anything. He reached out his hand and rubbed Leng Yanmo's head.

Leng Shaoyun looked at the time. It was almost seven o'clock, and there were still many documents on the table that had not been processed. He could not help but feel a little angry.

He threw all the documents on the ground with an angry face