No wonder that day when I greeted the old lady with Auntie, as soon as she heard it was the Cultural Troupe, she kept saying what a pity. Wang Mingli's speech here practically openly tells the two of them that whatever the deputy mine director demands, they cannot refuse.
"Director Wang, I won't do anything that involves selling myself for advancement." Luo Ye said coldly.
Wang Mingli's smile froze instantly: "Xiao Luo, how can you talk like that? When did I ask you to sell yourself?"
Zhao Qianqian quickly grabbed onto Wang Mingli's arm, shaking it back and forth: "Director Wang, don't be mad. Luo Ye just has that kind of temper. Otherwise, why would she be transferred from Sha City to Yuanzhou?"
Wang Mingli looked Zhao Qianqian up and down: "Listening to you makes me want to ask more, she was transferred because of her temper, what about you?"
"This..." Zhao Qianqian looked troubled and squirmed, "Director Wang, please don't ask about that."
