Chapter 20 - He Couldn’t Help but Glance at Her for A Couple of Times (2/2)

Nian Junting sneered, veins throbbing in his temples as he said, “We’re running a company, not a charity. Do you know that other large companies have invested Gao Jian too? They want profits at the end of the year, and if you don’t give them money, they’ll give you trouble. Who can patch this hole then? The others are all waiting for the money to come so that they can have a happy New Year. If he doesn’t give his money but threaten to jump from the top of this building, will you take the responsibility?”

Yan Fan blushed, remained silent.

“Before getting off work today, I want you to collect the money no matter what. Tomorrow is the 29th, the last workday of the year. I think you all understand that you won’t be able to have a happy New Year if the money isn’t in our shareholders’ accounts on time,” demanded Nian Junting. After throwing out this last word with a frosty tone, Nian Junting ended the meeting.

It was eleven o’clock in the morning, and Luosang stood in a bright luxurious office. She could see the hanging garden covered in plants, the tennis court, and the swimming pool through the window.

Building a skysc.r.a.per like this must cost hundreds of millions.

Luosang remembered that the company owned by the Xu Family was far less luxurious.

She couldn’t help but to look at the young and handsome Nian Junting again, who was focused on all kinds of forms at the moment. She kept looking at him from the corner of her eyes until Xiao Xi elegantly walked in through the carved door.

“You’re sitting in a wheelchair, yet you’re working in the company,” he said.

“As the deputy general manager, you didn’t attend the year-end summary meeting, and you’re late to work. If we relied on you, the company would have tanked long ago,” said Nian Junting as he glared at him with a dark face. Nian Junting continued, “If I weren’t here, those idiots would have lost Gao Jian’s money.”

Xiao Si dragged himself a chair to sit down and said, “That’s not their fault. That old man Gao Jian is too sneaky, and it’s a special case.” Luosang poured him a cup of tea. He picked up the cup and took a sip, then praised, “Wow, sister, I didn’t know that carers could make nice tea too.”