Shi Chuxin was trembling all over, crying much louder than when she was wronged just now: "I... I really can't make the decision, the higher-ups won't approve, I really can't do anything..."
"Please let me go, I'll go ask for you right now, I'll definitely help you!"
"Now you're saying you'll help ask? It's too late!" Old Mo roared.
The people around the cafeteria were already scared silly. Clearly, it was Shi Chuxin being pressed onto the table, but everyone acted as if it were them being held at knifepoint, hurriedly retreating backward.
Even the few employees who had just been discussing hoping Old Mo would "stand out" were now trembling all over, with no hint of expectation left on their faces.
However, almost no one left, they just formed a circle that they deemed safe, watching from a distance, taking photos, recording videos. A few people in the outermost circle were even sending messages, seemingly calling friends.
