C301 Memory Is like Being Stolen

He hung up the phone and turned around. He braced himself and said to Tong, "Let me think about this first. I'll give you an answer this afternoon. What do you think?"

"Thank you, manager."

The moment she gave up her job meant that she would leave no matter what.

Closing the office door, Tong En was about to take a step forward when a pair of shiny leather shoes appeared in front of her eyes