C82 Fainted

"Is this the sincerity of all of you?" A woman in her forties threw the documents on the desk. She looked at Wen Xiaoru with a serious and indifferent expression. Xi Yang's heart skipped a beat; he wanted to help Wen Xiaoru divert her customer's firepower.

"Director Ji will arrive in a moment. Please forgive him." Wen Xiaoru lowered her head and apologized, then explained