Yang Ru hurriedly walked out of the room and saw Yan Sijue with his hand on the railing, squinting slightly, lost in thought.
His heart was pounding as he approached and whispered, "President."
"Speak, what exactly happened," Yan Sijue asked nonchalantly, "If you still intend to hide it from me, I'll have no choice but to crack your head open and see for myself."
His words carried a faint tone of jest, yet Yang Ru was drenched in a cold sweat!
Although Yan Sijue's tone was casual, there was a chilling coldness to it! As if, should he attempt to gloss over this, Yan would truly crack his head open!
Yang Ru had worked by his side for many years, had been reprimanded for mistakes at work, yet… he had never been so afraid before, and this fear made him involuntarily tremble!
He no longer dared to hide anything and immediately confessed everything in detail.
Yan Sijue listened calmly, his face remaining expressionless throughout.
