C738 Playing Hooligan in the Office

Zhao Sanjin looked at himself through the glass window in the office. He felt like thousands of horses were galloping past him, but he couldn't get angry because of the guilt he felt for Lee Zhiling.

"President Zhao, do you need to change your clothes?" Lee Zhiling opened the closet behind her and took out a stack of thick suits. It looked like they had been arranged from head to toe.

"No need