C551 Don't Create Tense Air

Zheng Jie's footsteps sounded so melodious. Ximen Hongli sat in front of his desk. Waiting for Zheng Jie's arrival, Ximen Hongli pondered. When Wang Yan got off the car in the morning, did Zheng Jie see him?

"Is the manager busy?" Zheng Jie walked in gracefully. At the same time, Zheng Jie brought in the fragrance. It filled up Ximen Hongli's office.

"Sit down. "It's fine